The villain of quick wear

Chapter 465 The Kind-hearted Vicious Female Supporting Partner 28

Everyone was stunned, everyone exclaimed, and involuntarily took a step back to observe Shui Wuce.

Shui Wuce is young and handsome, with a slender figure, and his gestures and gestures are full of youthful vigor.

"You are Shui Wuce, but you have to apologize to us for hurting us." Xuanyan, the prince of the Xuanwu Empire, clutched his chest, staring at Shui Wuce angrily.

"One of the Four Heroes, a genius boy, the youngest cultivator in the Eryi realm, Shui Wuce, you have many famous names, but you can't be exempted from responsibility for your mistakes." Liao Zijin of Qin Hua's Liao family said.

The Xuanwu Empire is one of the top ten top powers. Xuanyan is the most beloved son of the current Emperor Xuanwu. He has good talent, good roots, and is willing to endure hardships.

Liao Zijin from the Liao family of Qin Hua practiced "Fire Sea Destroys the World", a unique technique handed down by the Liao family. "Fire Sea Destroys the World" has a total of similar moves, and each move is more powerful and terrifying than the other. It is rumored that Liao Zijin has mastered the first seven moves.

Facing the questioning and accountability of these two geniuses, Shui Wuce shrugged and ignored them.

Xuanyan and Liao Zijin were furious, but they couldn't beat Shui Wuzhi, so after much deliberation, they called the elders of the clan to support them.

An old woman carrying a turtle shell came out from the Xuanwu Empire. The old woman's face was like old tree bark, her body was hunched, and she walked slowly in front of Shui Wuce, her aura as stable and heavy as Mount Tai.

A middle-aged man came out from the Liao family, holding a round fan. The pattern on the round fan was a battle between gods and demons. With a light flap, the aura of gods and demons enveloped the water like smoke and mist.

Both of these two are strong in the Taiji realm and have been famous for many years.

The old lady of the Xuanwu Empire was named Xuangui Granny, who practiced the "Xuanwu Tortoise's Breathing and Negative Mountain Dafa", her attack was like a Xuanwu blow, and her defense was like a Xuanwu shell. She had a long breath and was good at fighting for a long time.

The middle-aged man from the Liao family is named Shiya Sanren. The round fan in his hand is an ancient thing. It was not refined by gods and devils. It is driven by blood and vitality. It is extremely terrifying.

Granny Xuangui's voice was hoarse, calm and powerful, "Boy, let me teach you a few tricks."

Granny Xuangui touched the turtle shell on her back with her hand, and the turtle shell rose into the air, spun rapidly, and then pressed down heavily towards the water.

Shi Ya Sanren recited a sage poem, lightly slapped a fan, the wind raged, and countless gods and demons with blurred faces emerged in the dark sky.

Shui Wuce's face was heavy, and he sacrificed the token of the gods, and a beam of evil-destroying light shot into the sky.

In an instant, the evil-breaking divine light rushed to the tortoise shell of Granny Xuangui, and the turtle shell rushed into the gods and demons in the void. The evil-breaking divine light followed closely behind, purifying the gods and demons in the sky.

Grandma Xuangui and Shiya Sanren were taken aback for a moment, they obviously didn't expect that Shui Wuce would be able to break their magic channel.

"That's right, that's right. Tianji Pavilion knows people with its eyes and chose you as one of the four heroes. It's really not the wrong person." Granny Xuangui's eyes flashed a cold light. For the majesty of the Xuanwu Empire, Shui Wuce must die.

Without Shui Wuce, Xuanyan would lose a strong competitor.

Shiya Sanren cut his wrist, and bright red blood flowed on the surface of the fan.

It is obvious that the thoughts and practices of Shiya Sanren and Granny Xuangui are surprisingly consistent.

Granny Xuangui raised her hand, and the turtle shell fell into the palm of her hand, the energy flowed, and the surface of the turtle shell glowed with daoism, faintly appearing the appearance of a basalt standing tall in the sky.

The blood flowed by the poets and elegant scattered people covered the round fan, and the round fan exuded a cold and biting atmosphere, as if there were no gods and demons wailing, and the beautiful mountains and rivers, wind and rain, gusts of wind and rain, like a ghost land.

Shui Wuce pursed his lips, the token of the gods in the sky shone brilliantly, the holy light fell on his delicate facial features, and the evil spirit between his eyebrows and eyes was so strong that it was frightening.

"You guys bully the few with the more, don't blame me for bullying the old with the less." Shui Wuce said coldly.

(End of this chapter)