At this moment, the violent jade beast is holding Lu Hantian's neck in one hand, and walking slowly. The tyrannical aura on his body has not dissipated, and many monks around dare not approach the violent jade beast.

And all the senior members of the Long family were defeated, the dead and the wounded were basically captured alive.

And the army of the Long family was completely defeated under the killing array arranged by Zhu Wenlin. More than 70% of the monks of the Long family fell, and 30% of the monks were captured.

It can be said that the Long family was completely defeated in this battle.

"Haha, this battle is a great victory! If it weren't for me, Zhu Wenlin, you might not be able to win!"

Zhu Wenlin stepped on Long Xiaotian, laughing triumphantly, high-spirited and arrogant.

"Master Zhu's formation is unparalleled, this time it is really thanks to Master Zhu, we will definitely report this matter to Lord Di Shitian when we go back!" Yin Guyun said with a charming smile.

Gong Zifan and Bao Yushou didn't say a word. In fact, the three of them were a little bit unconvinced, but there was nothing they could do. After all, Zhu Wenlin's identity was there.

"That's... these remnants of the Long family are really pitiful! But you don't have to blame me, you can only blame Zhuo Wen, who dared to offend me, and was afraid to run away later, and he still hasn't been found!"

"Since I can't find that bastard, I can only vent my anger on his clansmen and relatives. You can blame that bastard! Haha!"

Zhu Wenlin was very proud, and the members of the Long family glared at Zhu Wenlin's verbal insult to Zhuo Wen.

In the hearts of all members of the Long family, Zhuo Wen has the supreme status, and they almost respect Zhuo Wen as a god, and they will never allow Zhuo Wen to be insulted.

"Who are the bastards talking about?"

When Zhu Wenlin had just finished speaking, a voice of extreme indifference came, resounding over the already ruined Long Family residence.

Zhu Wenlin was in high spirits now, and replied without thinking: "Of course it's about Zhuo Wen, that bastard is timid and timid, and only hides and hides, not only a bastard, but also a coward!"

"So it's you bastard talking about me behind my back!" The voice reappeared, illusory.

Zhu Wenlin's face froze, his eyes were gloomy, he looked up at the sky, and said, "Who? It's hiding and not coming out yet!"

Not only Zhu Wenlin, but also Yin Guyun, Gong Zifan and Bao Yushou who were standing not far behind Zhu Wenlin were shocked, they didn't realize where the sound was coming from.

It was as if the voice appeared out of thin air and did not belong to anyone.

Just as Zhu Wenlin finished speaking, there was a slight sound of wind behind him, and he was startled. The moment he was about to turn around, a palm wind whizzed over and hit his temple fiercely.

Snapped!

The crisp applause resounded, and Zhu Wenlin was beaten so dizzy that he spun twice on the spot, and managed to stand still. He stopped, looked angry, and shouted: "Who is it? How dare you hit me... ..."

Before Zhu Wenlin finished speaking, another slap directly hit him on the cheek.

This slap was so cruel that it directly shattered Zhu Wenlin's cheekbones, his cheeks swelled up, making him look very miserable.

And Zhu Wenlin fell to the ground fiercely, like a dead pig, trembling all over.

Zhu Wenlin roared angrily. He put his hands on the ground and wanted to get up, but soon found that his back was severely trampled by a foot, and then he fell straight face down, slammed into the ground, and kept struggling. Can only make a muffled sound.

All this happened in an instant. When everyone realized it, Zhu Wenlin had already been trampled under his feet, shaking his body violently like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Yin Guyun, Gong Zifan and Baoyushou's hairs stood on end, and they sacrificed their artifacts one after another, looking warily at the fierce-looking middle-aged man who stepped on Zhu Wenlin's back.

When this middle-aged man with a ferocious face appeared, they didn't realize it, as if he appeared silently, or was standing there in the first place.

This feeling is really weird.

However, the three of them knew that it wasn't that they felt that there was a problem, but that the middle-aged man with a fierce face in front of them was very powerful, beyond their imagination.

"Who are you?"

Yin Guyun asked with fear in her beautiful eyes.

The middle-aged man with a fierce face ignored Yin Guyun's questioning at all. Behind him, a vortex appeared, and a man in purple robe came out.

After the purple-robed man came out, he looked around in surprise, then immediately set his gaze on the middle-aged man, and asked, "Brother Zhuo, why did you call me out all of a sudden? What's the matter?"

"Brother Ziwei, do me a favor! Protect me, I need to save people! And everyone around here, stop and not allow them to leave! If anyone dares to leave, they will be killed without mercy!" The middle-aged man with a fierce face looked at him with murderous intent Soaring to the sky, he said to the man in purple robe.

The purple-robed man squinted at Yin Guyun and the coalition forces of Biyuwu, Dishahui and Beastmaster Sect in the distance, nodded and said: "It's just a group of ants, I'll kill them all for you, so you don't have to do it!"

"These people, I must commit suicide myself! There is no need to bother you brother Ziwei!" Zhuo Wen said while suppressing his anger.

The purple-robed man saw the suppressed anger of the middle-aged man with a fierce face, he nodded and stood around Zhuo Wen without speaking.

The faces of Yin Guyun and the other three were tense. They felt the suffocating power of the purple robed man. This is definitely a powerhouse far surpassing the Creator! JrNovels.com