A ball of lightning appeared above Wu Zhan's head out of thin air, and the lightning of about meter was jumping violently. A rectangular thing about a foot long and three inches wide could be seen jumping rapidly in the lightning light.

Wu Zhan's eyes were red, and every pore in his body was spraying out flame-like heat.

He roared in a low voice, not paying attention to the strange lightning above his head. He dropped the long sword that was no longer in tune with his hands, and his fists blew around like a mountain collapse.

I heard the sound of fractures constantly, and the figures were like shells that were shot out of the barrel, and were beaten away by him.

There was still screaming when the figure flew out, but there was no sound when it landed.

Wu Zhan roared and fought anger, and the blood in his eyes became more and more intense, and his body, which had been five meters high and less than a meter, expanded again by one meter.

Wu Zhan suddenly raised his right foot and stomped on the ground with a fierce foot.

With a loud bang, the ground within a radius of more than ten meters trembled.

The large schist layer was broken, and countless gravels of human heads were sprayed out in all directions, killing the surrounding enemies with broken bones and tendons. With this blow, nearly half of the surrounding seventy or eighty enemies fell down.

The lightning flashed suddenly, and the rectangular things inside collapsed and turned into a ball of thunder the size of a fist.

Wu Jin and Wu Tie screamed at the same time: "Dad!"

Wu Zhan turned around to Wu Jin, Wu Tie smiled. He was already in the desire for mad fighting and grinned, "Be good, dad killed them all, just..."

The thunder fell, and the lightning as big as a fist was like flowing water, quickly covering Wu Zhan's body, and then exploded suddenly.

Wu Zhan's body suddenly became translucent, and he could even see his blurry bones through his flesh and blood.

The body exploded, and the huge body as high as six meters exploded.

Among the remaining forty enemies, a small half of them screamed and were blown to pieces by the overflowing lightning.

The witch war disappeared.

Completely annihilated.

No fragments remain.

"Dad!" Wu Tie knelt on the ground, with his hands on the ground, and looked ahead with confusion.

Wu Jin looked back at the boiling water surface, and then looked at the place where Wu Zhan disappeared.

Wu Tie was crying loudly, Wu Jin shivered all over and stepped across to block Wu Tie's body.

More than twenty wounded men and women panted, and forced Wu Jin and Wu Tie step by step with weapons.

As for those cattle warriors and green wolf warriors...

In the melee, they had long been bombarded into pieces.

A figure appeared slowly in the water vapor.

He has a white face and no beard. He looks like he is in his forties or fifties. He is wearing black leather armor and a gray cloak is covered with.

What is noticeable is that the huge leather armor on the middle-aged man's chest was several times larger than the heralds on his chest.

The black mist rolled, and a white bone palm protruded out of the black mist. A few blood-stained gold coins lay in the palm of the white bone palm.

The hideous and ugly emblems are enough to represent the profession of this middle-aged man and those behind him.

"This time, I've broken the book." The middle-aged man held a wooden stick with a black viper head in his left hand, and approached Wu Jin and Wu Tie step by step.

He kept shaking his head and said gently: "I have broken the book, and I don't know how long it will take to earn it back!"

"I'm so angry... Two kids, what do you think I can do to let out this breath?"

The middle-aged man smiled, his laughter was gentle, but his eyes were extremely fierce.

Wu Tie was confused and had no reaction at all.

The witch died in battle...

Wu Yin is dead...

Wu Tong is dead...

Wu Tie's mind was buzzing.

This situation is comparable to a nightmare. It is not easy for Wu Tie to persist without fainting.

Wu Jin stood in front of Wu Tie tremblingly.

It was not that he was afraid, but that the injuries on his body made people twitch and spasm all over his body.

The middle-aged man approached step by step with his men, with his gloomy faces and his teeth choked.

Suddenly, Wu Jin dropped the long sword in his hand and knelt down with a "bang".

Wu Tie was so scared that he looked at Wu Jin kneeling in front of him in horror.

The middle-aged man and the people behind him were also stunned.

"Kneel?" The middle-aged man laughed sharply: "You actually... Kneel!"
Chapter completed!