"Who is bullying my nephew!"
Above the Profound Sky City, an angry shout full of supre majesty rang out, an extrely terrifying coercion covering the Profound Sky City, full of unmatched deterrence.
"Uncle!" Hearing the angry shout, Jiang Shuihan was overjoyed and said fiercely: "The wind is dustless, today I will want you to die without a place to be buried! You will regret trampling on my dignity!"
"The Supre Temple is here!" Jiang Yihu imdiately beca energetic.
Even if that mysterious powerhouse appeared again, Jiang Yihu was not afraid.
Coming from the Supre Temple, Jiang Yihu was afraid that the mysterious strong man would not appear.
"The Supre Temple Power!"
"The great power behind the Jiang family! The Lord of the Supre Temple is Young Master Jiang's grandfather!"
"That kid probably doesn't know the horror of the Supre Temple, right? It's too late to regret it now."
The many cultivators in the Profound Sky City were terrified, and their faces paled.
"coming!"
At the sa ti, in the alchemist's holy tower, Feng Wuchen and Jiexun felt this surging power.
"Eight-star sage, the strength of this person is far above Jiang Yihu." Donghuang Wuji frowned deeply.
Miehun nodded, and solemnly said: "This person is not yet the Lord of the Supre Temple. It is said that the Lord of the Supre Temple is a powerful saint emperor, and he is also a holy monarch realm alchemist."
"Senior Eastern Emperor, Senior Soul Destroyer, the Supre Temple is not as powerful as you said, and it can involve great forces, perhaps because it is a holy monarch realm alchemist, let's go, go out and have a look." Feng Wuchen smiled lightly , Without the slightest worry or fear.
Feng Wuchen has seen more big forces, each of the Seven Clans and the Holy Royal Family is a hundred tis stronger than the Supre Temple!
Feng Wuchen has never been afraid of a little Saint Emperor's power.
"call out!"
Above the Sky Profound City, a figure flashed up, and the person who ca was a middle-aged man.
This person is the uncle of Jiang Shuihan, the strong man of the Supre Temple, Eastern Fight!
Judging from the terrifying power of the Eastern War, the cultivation base has reached the realm of the sage, and he is an eight-star sage with extrely terrifying strength.
"Shoo hoo!"
Dongfang Zhan had just appeared, and five more figures flashed out, a fierce aura swept away, and it was breathtaking.
They are all saints and powerful, and they are all at the level of six or seven stars.
Jiang Yihu's cultivation is only a four-star sage, which shows that the Supre Temple is extrely powerful.
It is said that the Lord of the Supre Temple has entered the Saint Emperor level and has entered the ranks of the top powerhouses in the Saint Realm.
The most frightening thing is that the Lord of the Supre Temple is still a powerful alchemist.
Precisely because of this, the Supre Temple also has a certain position in the Northern Profound Realm and even the entire Northern Territory.
The Eastern War and the five saints descended.
"Uncle, you can count it." Jiang Shuihan said excitedly.
"Shui Han, are you okay?" Dongfang Zhan asked concerned.
"I'm fine." Jiang Shuihan shook his head and quickly asked: "Where is Grandpa?"
"Don't worry, your grandfather will be here in a while, no matter who it is," Dongfang Zhan finally felt relieved when he saw Jiang Shuihan's okay.
"Nanxuanjie Pluto?" Dongfang Zhan noticed Pluto.
But Pluto was always scared and motionless.
"Huh!" Dongfang Zhan thought that Pluto was afraid of him, so he snorted disdainfully and left it alone.
Jiang Yihu and Dongfang Zhan nodded their heads, and then told the story after one hundred and fifty-one.
"Humph! It's so deceiving! How dare I force my nephew to kneel down to beg for rcy, and send soone to threaten! It's an insult to the Supre Temple! The wind is clean, it's very good!" Dongfang Zhansen coldly said with a gloomy look. Glanced at the alchemist holy tower.
"Uncle, Feng Wuchen is just a five-star Holy Spirit, I will kill him myself!" Jiang Shuihan said viciously, his vicious eyes narrowed slightly.
In the Eastern War again, Jiang Shuihan was not afraid of the mysterious strong man.
"Feng Wuchen! Don't get out and die!" Dongfang Zhan yelled at the alchemist holy tower, and a terrifying murderous intent spread out.
"Jiang Shuihan, it seems you have made a choice." Feng Wuchen's indifferent voice ca, slowly walking out of the alchemist's holy tower.
"You are Feng Wuchen?" Dongfang Zhan looked at Feng Wuchen coldly, his eyes full of contempt.
Feng Wuchen directly ignores it, when Eastern War does not exist.
"Is this kid too arrogant? Dare to ignore the Supre Temple powerhouse! That's an eight-star sage."
The many practitioners onlookers were shocked once again.
Where does Feng Wuchen's courage co from being the enemy of the Supre Temple?
The cold and murderous spirit of the Eastern War was doubled in an instant. He didn't expect Feng Wuchen to be so arrogant.
"Feng Wuchen, you sent soone to attack Jiang's house and force my father, otherwise you really thought you could make kneel and beg for rcy? I don't care who is behind you, today you never want to leave the Profound Sky City alive!" Jiang Shuihan Angrily shouted, staring at Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen shook his head and sneered: "Jiang Shuihan, if I were you, I would definitely think about it before making a decision. I would check the details of the other person, instead of being stupid and ignorant like you, thinking that I have the support of the temple. I think the world is invincible."
"Kill you enough!" Jiang Shui Hansen said coldly. His grandfather will be here soon, Jiang Shuihan is not afraid of anyone.
"Jiang Yihu, you are the head of the Jiang family, but you are so ignorant. You missed the opportunity." Feng Wuchen sneered, shaking his head.
Jiang Yihu frowned deeply and did not speak. He had never seen anyone facing the Supre Temple who could be so calm and confident.
Either an idiot, or the forces behind it are more terrifying than the Supre Temple.
"Shui Han, kill him!" Dongfang Zhan said coldly.
"Feng Wuchen! I will pay back ten tis the humiliation just now! Take it to death!" Jiang Shuihan did not hesitate, the power of the Six-Star Saint King burst out and imdiately rushed towards Feng Wuchen.
"Feng Wuchen be careful!" Qianhun shouted loudly.
Feng Wuchen just planned to use teleportation to avoid it, and a scream full of endless murderous Sen Leng angrily sounded: "Jiang Shuihan! You are so bold!"
"puff!"
The terrifying coercion was suppressed, and Jiang Shuihan was shocked on the spot, spitting out blood, rushing out, and fell to the ground fiercely.
Just relying on coercive pressure, Jiang Shuihan couldn't afford it.
"Holy Emperor Strong!" Dongfang Zhan's expression changed drastically.
"Shui Han!" Jiang Yihu panicked and shook his body and went out imdiately.
"My lord!" Pluto was shocked, his pale face was full of despair, and he knelt down weakly.
"call out!"
A figure suddenly appeared.
"Nanxuanjie Tiandou Temple Yi Qingyun!" Dongfang Zhan's expression was extrely gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "Yi Qingyun! Do you dare to interfere with the Supre Temple, are you tired of living?"
The visitor is a middle-aged man wearing a gray brocade, full of majestic aura, not anger or prestige.
"He, none of you can move!" Yi Qingyun said strongly, ignoring the threat of the Eastern War with a mighty montum.
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