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Chapter 1003 The proud sons of the Western Regions (4)

His vicious thoughts were simply left without any room for death! But just a quarrel, the Ouyang family wanted to kill people and establish their authority. The pressure emitted by the two sixth-level strong men immediately forced the fifth-level disciples of the surrounding small sects to retreat one after another. Whether it was the power of the sixth-level strong men or the power of the Ouyang family, they could not afford to offend them!

Seeing the attack coming, Fan Da knew that he could not resist, so he closed his eyes calmly.

At least before he died, he finally understood what the heart of a strong man was!

At this moment, a red fire quickly wrapped around the arms of two sixth-level powerful men.

"Enough..." Long Jue's magnetic voice echoed in the sky.

Originally, everyone thought that the sage as strong as a tower mountain would be slapped to death by two servants of the Ouyang family, but they did not expect that the red-haired young man would take action personally, and a red fire directly trapped two peak sixth-level powerhouses!

The heat of the flame was extremely powerful. Even the people watching from afar could feel the fire coming towards them, as if there was fire in the blood, which was so domineering...

Divine Fire!

Divine Fire Holder!

And he is also a peak divine fire holder at the peak of the sixth level. No wonder he binds two war gods of the same level like pinching flowers with ease!

An incredible expression suddenly appeared in the eyes of the onlookers in the sky. When did such a person appear among the younger generation in the Western Regions? Most powerful men of the same generation met each other. When they saw their faces, they could at least recognize which sect and which sect the other party they originated from. However, at this time, the red-haired young men who were easily tied up with two peak sixth-level war gods and his companions with one person, and no one could recognize them.

who is he?

No matter what his name is, the hot red hair is destined to become an inexhaustible fire in everyone's heart from today!

The man with blood leopard skin on the Qianzhong Palace looked at Long Jue with a fighting spirit of hunting. The disciples of other small sects were still staring at Yao Rao enviously, and secretly sighed in their hearts that if the red-haired young man had not had a strong combat power, he would not have made friends with such a beautiful female cultivator who was following him. Everyone thought that the girl was a vassal of the man, and only the dirty man who was seeking Tao was wandering between Yao Rao and Long Jue, and finally showed a smile that no one else could check it.

Seeing the change in front of him, Ouyang Hualong's face immediately turned pale yellow, which was extremely ugly.

Why is his luck so bad today? The soft persimmon he finally chose was a sixth-level peak war god less than 200 years old, and he is also a holder of the divine fire! Such powerful combat power is not common among the three thousand disciples of the sect who have been screened by Tianwang. His father often reminded him not to provoke young and ignorant high-level summoners, but he is arrogant and always forgets his father's words.

What should we do now? Although his two foreign sects are at the peak of the sixth level, they are forcibly elevated with medicine and secret techniques. Among the disciples of the sects who participated in the battle for the secret realm of the prehistoric world, it is okay to bully the weak with the strong. If they meet a real sixth level peak of the strong, they will still be a little less likely to be.

The two green-clothed followers were surrounded by divine fire, and they didn't know what to do next. They released all the spiritual energy around them to barely resist the red fire heat that could instantly dry the human dantian. However, this balance could not last long, and their skin began to emit a burnt smell. It was just that due to the face of the Ouyang servants, neither of the two loyal dogs shouted out loud.

Fan Da saved his life under the hands of two men in green. He swallowed his saliva and got up. He said respectfully to Long Jue: "Thank you for your help. In the future, Fan will definitely be so strong that he will share his worries for his master. Such a small matter will no longer bother the master."

Turning around, Fan Da walked back to Yaorao and began to meditate and rest. Fan Da, who broke his inner demon, may soon have the strength to reach the sixth level.

"You... let them go, and I will no longer care about you."

Ouyang Hualong looked at his two followers, hesitated for a long time, and finally said to Long Jue with a dark face and gritted his teeth.

scare!

The prince of the Ouyang family actually bowed his head! Everyone couldn't believe what was happening in front of them, and they squeezed out their eyes. The red-haired young man's status in their hearts immediately rose again.

Ouyang Hualong's move was also helpless. If it were a daily routine, what would it be like to die a few more servants? He casually pinched the messaging crystal, and there would be a large number of eighth-level, or even higher-level war gods flying to him through teleportation scrolls to enlighten him. But at this time... it was behind the Skynet, and no one could rush over to save him. His servants would have to spend twenty years in the secret realm of the prehistoric world. One would be less if one died. If two died... he would not have to live!

"No." Long Jue said without hesitation: "Your entourage hurts my entourage. If I, the master, don't ask for justice for my entourage, how can I have the face to stand in front of the world in the future?"

Before he finished speaking, the divine fire wrapped around the two green-clothed followers immediately grew wildly!

"Ahhhhh!" Only a harsh scream came, one of the men in green had a fire in their seven orifices, and the divine fire actually burned from inside his body! In just one breath, the living sixth-level peak war god roasted into a piece of black charcoal in the roar of pain!

I took a break! I was neat and decisive, without any mercy. Seeing that the companion who was with me day and night died in an instant, another green-clothed entourage foamed at the frightened and closed his eyes, his companion's terrifying appearance with blood sprayed in seven orifices appeared vividly in his mind. He was afraid that he would be the same as his companion!

"Ahhh! You really dare to kill my followers!" Seeing a piece of black charcoal fall from the sky, Ouyang Hualong was so angry that he was furious! The noble prince pointed at Long Jue in anger and cursed: "Wait, our Ouyang family and you will never stop!"

"Hmph." Long Jue hummed disdainfully, letting the remaining man in green beside the crowded eyes of everyone. He flew his robe and returned to the position he was standing.

Everyone's hot eyes burned on him!
Chapter completed!
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