"Zifu five heavy days, I finally reached it." Yu Wentian breathed a sigh, and the 7000 villains did not spend in vain.

"It's time to return to the magic sea." Yuwen thought in his heart.

"System, I want to go back." Yuwentian said to the system.

"Ding!"

Then yuwentian felt dizzy, and the whole man appeared in a secret room in Dongfang City.

"Huh?" As soon as he came back, yuwentian felt several strong breath galloping towards Dongfang City.

"It seems that after staying in Longhan world for several years, the magic sea world has not been for long." Yuwen thought in his heart.

Yu Wentian felt that after he killed Zhan Humen, Sifang sect and the Holy Son of Ziyun sect, those sects would be crazy and make trouble for themselves.

However, he felt that as long as he got through this difficulty, he could return to heaven as soon as possible, which would be much safer.

Kunfeng, the elder of Sifang religion, came to the sky over Dongfang City with anger. After all, the dead Sifang Saint son was his nephew and his greatest reliance in the future. He was killed by yuwentian in this way. He wanted to kill yuwentian immediately.

Kunfeng scanned the whole oriental city with his mental power over the Oriental City and said angrily, "yuwentian, get out of the labor and capital quickly and die!"

"Get out and die!"

The thick and loud voice spread all over the Oriental City, and even the martial artists in each Oriental City heard several loud voices in a row.

"Who dares to call the son of heaven by his name and let him go out to die?" The martial artists in Dongfang City have thoroughly realized the power of Yu Wentian these days. It's just a man hanging the son of other sects. It's too domineering.

"But listen to this voice, the strength of the comer should not be weak, otherwise it is impossible to make such arrogant words. Anyway, we have a good play to see." A martial artist from Dongfang City suddenly became interested.

Yuwentian in Dongfang City didn't intend to escape. He flew out directly according to his voice and came to the murderous Sifang sect elder Kun Feng.

"Good courage, yuwentian. I didn't expect you to take the initiative. I thought you would be a shrinking turtle." Kun Feng looked at the young son in front of him with a little surprise.

"Be a shrinking turtle? You think too much of yourself." Yu Wentian scornfully mocked: "look, your clothes should be taught by Sifang. An old and immortal guy of Sifang also dares to talk big in front of me. Bah!"

The martial artists in Dongfang City probably understand that yuwentian killed the son of Sifang sect, and the elders of Sifang sect came to trouble.

"I don't know if the Holy Son of heaven can beat the elder of the Quartet?"

"I think it's hanging. After all, the elders of Sifang sect spend more time practicing than the Holy Son of heaven. And since the other party dares to come, he must be sure."

The warriors in the Oriental City on the ground talked one after another.

Hearing Yu Wentian's arrogant words, Kunfeng, the elder of Sifang sect, was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. The killing opportunity in his eyes became more and more rich.

At this time, other people from zhanhumen and Ziyun sect came one by one to avenge their holy sons.

As soon as the tower came, he saw Kunfeng and yuwentian confronting each other in mid air. He understood that the youth not far away was the son of heaven.

"Kunfeng, I knew you would be more positive than me." The tower said to Kunfeng.

"Hum! Your death has nothing to do with your dime. Of course you don't care, and our Holy Son is my nephew." Kunfeng snorted coldly.

Obviously, Kunfeng of Sifang religion and the tower of zhanhumen are quite familiar.

The tower came only to complete the task. He didn't have much resentment against yuwentian.

"Hehe, here comes another battle of the tiger gate." Xiao Yu felt a little cold in his heart.

"Ha ha! You're really early." With a laugh, ziyunzong's strange forest also rushed to Dongfang City.

Yu Wentian took a look at the middle-aged man in purple and knew that this guy belonged to Ziyun sect.

"Well, you three sects are all here. It seems that they all came to trouble me." Yu Wentian said faintly, but there was not much fear on his face.

"Hehe, yuwentian, you are quite calm." The strange forest of Ziyun sect said curiously, "don't you know what you will face next is death?"

"Oh? I don't think death depends on you three garbage." Yu Wentian continued quite calmly, with a touch of disdain in his tone.

Kun Feng can't stand the arrogance of Yu Wentian in front of him. He has an impulse to go wild.

"How to say, are you three going to attack me at the same time or one by one?" Yu Wentian asked faintly.

Ziyunzong's Qilin and zhanhumen's iron tower and yuwentian don't have much hatred. They just come to complete the task. Now they can't help but be interested in seeing yuwentian's confident attitude: "you think too much of yourself if you want the three of us to deal with you together."

With that, Qilin and the iron tower stepped back two steps at the same time and handed over the battlefield to Yu Wentian and Kunfeng of Sifang religion.

Kunfeng glared at Qilin and the iron tower fiercely without thinking much. Anyway, he thought he would have no problem dealing with yuwentian.

"Oh? It seems that they are going to send you to huangquan road first." Yu Wentian's mouth was covered with a gloomy smile.

"Yuwentian, don't be too rampant. You just defeated the son. What I want to tell you is that you are far from our predecessors." Kun Feng stared at Yu Wentian with his eyes. He didn't know when there was a white feather knife in his hand.

White feather Dao is a third-class weapon. It is extremely sharp and highly lethal.

Shua!

Kun Feng hated Yu Wentian for a long time. He didn't hesitate. He directly held a white feather knife, pushed his feet continuously in the void, and then turned into residual shadows. He swept away towards Yu Wentian at a lightning speed. His boundless killing intention spread out, and the temperature in the surrounding air decreased a little.

"Die!"

Kunfeng's eyes locked on yuwentian, and then sent out a knife with infinite cold, which seemed to cut through the void, and fiercely chopped at yuwentian with unparalleled power.

With the cutting of this knife, a dazzling white light flashed across the sky, and infinite killing opportunities filled the void.

"Thunder Dragon!"

Yuwen's heart was slightly cold and he didn't dare to be too careless. He directly kneaded the holy thunder formula in his hand. There were endless thunder lights flashing in the void behind him. Then these thunder lights quickly formed a terrible thunder dragon. A touch of crimson blood color appeared in the Thunder Dragon's eyes, which was extremely terrible.

"Go!"

Facing the dazzling knife light, Yu Wentian gave a low cry and waved with one hand. The Thunder Dragon behind him shook his head and tail and hit the white light on his head at a super fast speed.

Boom!

Leilong and Daoguang collided suddenly, and an earth shaking sound broke out. Circles of visible power ripples spread around, and the void was shaking.

The dazzling white light and blue thunder light intertwined together to form a brilliant scene, which made all the martial artists in Dongfang City look at it.

"Hiss! Such terror!"

"I didn't expect that Yu Wentian was so powerful. If the fighting was not at high altitude, but inside our Oriental City, it is estimated that our Oriental City will be destroyed directly."

"Yes, this is the power of the strong to fight. Even the elder of Sifang sect. I didn't expect that Yu Wentian could have such terrible strength when he was so young. He is worthy of being the first son in the magic sea world."

Finally, thunder light and knife light annihilated each other in the void.

"Huh?" Kunfeng was surprised to see that he didn't solve yuwentian with a knife. He felt that yuwentian's death was the combat effectiveness of Zifu wuchongtian.

And his knife just now can definitely kill the wuchongtian warrior in Zifu.

Standing aside, the empty iron tower and Qilin looked at each other and saw surprise from their respective eyes. Because of the power of Kunfeng's knife, they can feel the pressure. Unexpectedly, Yu Wentian can come down so easily. Indeed, he has some strength.

"Hehe, yuwentian, no wonder you dare to be so crazy. You have some strength, but I want to see how powerful you are!"

Kunfeng's face was serious and began to pay attention to Yu Wentian.

"Cut the air with a knife!"

In an instant, Kunfeng's whole body changed greatly. The original violence disappeared and was replaced by a sharp and extremely sharp knife, which even broke through the sky.

At this moment, Kun Feng seemed to incarnate into a peerless swordsman. His eyes were full of indifference, and then he stabbed Yu Wentian slowly and quickly.

This is a powerful knife with infinite killing intention. The void seems to crack under this knife. It seems that even if there is a mountain in front of us, it can be broken by this knife.

"Yuwentian is going to be unlucky. Kunfeng has used his unique skill so quickly. Even if you and I don't die, they will lose their skin." Ziyunzong's strange forest said slowly.

The tower did not refute, but nodded and said, "yes, and I think Kunfeng's power of cutting off the air is more and more sufficient. Even if yuwentian is against the sky, he can't take this knife."

"Buzzing!"

Before the Qi of the knife reached, Yu Wentian felt that the sky above his head seemed to be torn by the knife, and his own breath was firmly locked. He couldn't escape at all. He could only take the knife.

"I didn't expect Kunfeng to be able to use this level of sabre." Yu Wentian's face was also dignified, because this knife could threaten his life.

Taking a deep breath, Yu Wentian tried his best to urge the "Heaven divine skill" in his body, and his whole body was golden.