Damn, pick up the Boss?
In various parts of the valley, the students of the East Emperor Academy popped their heads out.
They were all wearing the uniform of the East Emperor Academy!
All of them were in high spirits. The elders and disciples all had extraordinary cultivation.
First-rate families: Chen family, Lin family, Ma family, Murong family.
Nobles, Zhu family, Nalan family.
The second-class clans were innumerable, and they occupied the entire valley in a black mass.
It could be said that.
Half of the forces of the East Emperor City were here.
They all looked at Han Wuya, and at the same time, many people stared at the heavily injured Long Fei, staring at the flying sword in his hand.
Most of them had seen what had happened just now.
Obviously.
That flying sword was stronger than any purple-gold armor, and it didn't have any side effects!
"Stop!"
"Let him go." Dean Donghuang said solemnly, staring at Han Wuya, "How did you become like this?"
His heart ached.
A long line of blood flowed from the corner of Lian Wuchao's mouth as he looked at Dean Donghuang and said, "Dean, save me, quick, save me!"
Han Wuya's body trembled slightly.
If he was afraid, he, Han Wuya, wouldn't even be afraid of City Lord Su Wantu. The only person he was afraid of was Dean Donghuang, not only the Dean, but also his teacher.
It was also because of the fear in his heart that he was suppressed by Dean Donghuang's pressure in that instant.
"How did you become like this?"
"I told you, not everyone can fuse with the power of the Tian Clan. Look at what you have become now." Dean Donghuang was heartbroken.
Han Wuya didn't look like a human at all.
His forehead, the top of his head, and the spine of his back were all covered in purple crystals, like thorns growing out of his body.
He had become a monster.
Han Wuya's eyes trembled slightly, "Teacher, I, I, I, save, save, ah …"
He started to speak incoherently.
His mental state instantly went berserk, and at this moment, his purple crystal eyes suddenly widened, staring straight at Dean Donghuang, and shouted, "Old thing, who do you think you are? You actually dare to control me? "
"I will kill whoever I want!"
"No one can control it!"
As he spoke, the power of the Purple-Gold Heavenly Clan erupted from his body and instantly broke through Dean Donghuang's oppressive might. The amethyst blade in his left hand pierced toward Lian Wuchao.
Even Wu Chao's eyes narrowed and his body trembled. "No, no, no …"
Dean Donghuang's eyes darkened. He moved his hands and an Eight Trigrams diagram appeared around his body. He placed his hand on Han Wuya's hand and dashed forward.
Bang!
Kacha!
His hands were broken.
Furthermore.
Han Wuya retreated several meters.
Long Fei saw this and was shocked, "What a powerful force!"
Han Wuya was obviously displeased. "You're courting death!"
"Buzz!"
His hands grew out again, and the Purple Crystal on his body seemed to grow even faster every time he exerted force. The purple shadow moved, and he dashed forward quickly.
Dean Donghuang looked at Lian Wuchao, and with a wave of his hands, a wave of energy protected Lian Wuchao. He landed beside the Lian Family's disciple, who was hundreds of meters away, and said, "Quickly bring him back to the city for treatment!"
The Lian Family disciples did not dare to delay.
The eight thousand disciples quickly retreated with Lian Wuchao, not even bothering with Lian Kaijiang's corpse.
The old Qilin, Lian Kaijiang, was dead. If Lian Wuchao were to die in some accident, then the Lian Family would be reduced to a third-rate family in an instant.
This was not the most fatal thing.
The most fatal thing was that the Lian Family was arrogant and ruthless. They had many enemies in the Eastern Imperial City, and once they were reduced to a third-rate family, those enemies would definitely make the Lian Family disappear from the Eastern Imperial City forever.
He had to protect Lian Wuchao!
Lian Wuchao's chest was still pierced by the purple crystal. The purple crystal flashed with a cold light, and the Qilin blood on the purple crystal underwent a subtle change …
… ….
After Dean Donghuang sent Lian Wuchao out, the corner of his eyes moved slightly, locking onto Han Wuya who was rushing towards him, and said indifferently: "Crow, the sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back to the shore!"
"I will blast out the power of the purple gold armor fragment that you have fused with, and you will be able to recover."
As soon as his voice faded …
Dean Donghuang's aura surged, "Boundless Sea!"
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The aura was like a wave that soared into the sky. Moreover, it was dozens of meters tall, and it was visible to the naked eye. It was like a huge wave that stood tall in the valley. .
Shock!
He was incomparably shocked.
"This, this, what kind of power is this?"
"It's too terrifying!"
"Oh my god, the old dean's cultivation has actually reached such a terrifying realm. This is definitely not the power of an ordinary emperor."
"How many years has it been since I've seen the old dean make a move? I didn't expect him to be so abnormal now!"
"How terrifying is this?"
… ….
Very shocked.
He was exceptionally shocked.
Long Fei's pupils also secretly tightened, "Holy sh * t, this f * cking …"
Han Wuya raised his eyes, and the aura on his body became even more powerful, "No, no, supreme power is my pursuit!"
"I don't want to look back!"
"I want to be the overlord of the Eastern Imperial City!"
"Ahh …"
His fists turned into palms, and streams of purple crystal light surged out, striking towards Dean Donghuang with palm after palm. "Bang, bang, bang …"
However.
His strength was completely insufficient.
Every time the palm strike landed on Dean Donghuang's body, an Eight Trigrams pattern would appear on his body, absorbing and dispersing all of the power.
This was even more awesome than the realm of moving a thousand kilograms with little effort. It directly turned invisible.
"Fall!"
With a move of Dean Donghuang's idea, four huge waves immediately fell down heavily, and the aura blasted down, sealing Han Wuya's body like a shackle.
Han Wuya's body was unable to move.
Dean Donghuang slightly snorted, and said: "I will expel the purple-gold energy from your body, and you will be able to recover."
With a move of his two fingers, he silently chanted an incantation.
Then, he pointed at Han Wuya's body.
Every time he attacked, Han Wuya would let out a howl of incomparable pain.
"Master!"
"Don't, don't, don't continue!"
"Kill me, kill me!" Han Wuya was in incomparable pain, his entire body felt like it was about to split apart.
Actually.
There was no way for him to be saved now.
However, Dean Donghuang didn't want to see his disciple become like this.
Looking at Han Wuya's pained expression, his heart sank, and he slightly relaxed, "Just hold on a little longer …"
Just at the moment when he relaxed his grip.
Han Wuya's amethyst eyes suddenly turned dark red, and he roared, "I am a Tian Clan Ranker, just a mortal like you wants to go against me?"
"Die!"
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The purple light turned red, and like a gigantic spear, it pierced towards Dean Donghuang.
Dean Donghuang was caught off guard, and his body was directly pierced by the red spear. At this moment, both of his hands moved, and the Eight Trigrams pattern on his body changed from defense to attack.
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It heavily smashed onto Han Wuya's body. Han Wuya was sent flying.
"Bam!"
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