Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

The Fang Clan Ancestral Hall was protected by a formation, but it was not to be used lightly. After all, it consumed Dao Yuan Stones, which the Fang family did not have much of in their inventory.

However, even after the white-haired old man died, facing the notorious Swallowing Heart Demon, he dared not close his eyes.

He couldn't imagine that if he was killed instantly, how long could the rest of the Fang family hold on? Would the few worshippers that the Fang family maintained really risk their lives for the family?

The ancestors of the Fang family were enshrined in this ancestral hall, representing the roots of the Fang family.

So even if he died, he had to do something before he died.

He hoped that the Crane Spirit Formation, which had guarded the Fang Clan Ancestral Hall for many years, could trap Xiong Wen.

Ideally, it could wait until the Dao Yuan Stones were depleted.

By then, the news would surely reach the Lord's Mansion.

He believed that Wei Qujie, although strict and harsh, would not hold back in such a matter of right and wrong.

The white-haired old man whose heart was dug out died, still staring straight at the night sky without closing his eyes.

Xiong Wen was furious, but his mind was shaken.

Having borne a notorious name, he did not know how many pursuits he had experienced. Randomly transferring and hiding was his habit, because if he himself did not know where he would hide next, the people pursuing him would have no logic to follow.

But he never expected that an ordinary random transfer and hiding would result in consecutive accidents.

He remembered the face of the sword-wielding boy, but finally decided to leave now.

In Maple Forest City, he could only suppress his killing intent for now.

However, the Crane Spirit Formation would not care about his thoughts. Only Xiong Wen was so aggressive within the range of the entire formation. The Crane Spirit's virtual image on top of the clear light flapped its wings and screamed, rushing straight towards Xiong Wen.

Xiong Wen's body was instantly covered in a layer of blood mist.

He rose up, his fist burning with blood flames.

Wherever the blood mist touched, the ground decayed and the leaves rotted. When the blood flames burned, even the air seemed to be dissolving.

He fiercely clashed with the Crane Spirit's sharp beak with the fist wrapped in blood flames!

The Crane Spirit's virtual image disintegrated in an instant, and the clear light that enveloped the Fang Clan Ancestral Hall dissipated.

The commotion of the battle in the ancestral hall alarmed many people.

The first to arrive were two worshippers of the Fang family, both Meridian Realm cultivators, followed by the nearby Fang family guards.

But they all stood far away, intimidated by the figure that had defeated the Crane Spirit in mid-air, not daring to move.

The powerful figure wrapped in blood mist and flames only glanced at them, his eyes suppressed but fierce and cruel.

According to Xiong Wen's original character, he would have to kill everyone he saw. But he could distinguish between the urgent and the non-urgent, so suddenly the blood flames dissipated and the blood mist disappeared. The whole person fell like a stone and disappeared into the shadows, out of sight of everyone.

The entire Fang Clan Ancestral Hall was silent. Even the false shouting and screaming did not dare to exist.

Father and son Fang Zehou naturally rushed to the scene, but they were also silent like statues.

The Fang family was one of the three major clans in Maple Forest City, with its own face and prestige. But for a powerful figure like Xiong Wen, they were fragile and vulnerable.Xiong Wen broke into their clan's ancestral hall, killed their guard, and broke their defensive array. They could only watch helplessly.

The night was filled with shame as black ink stained the sky, and everyone was silent as if they were part of the scenery.

A small flame appeared.

It was a tiny flame, like a spark that suddenly burst out from a log when sitting around a fire.

But it brought light to the night.

Then came the deafening roar.

Everyone could finally see that the spark was not a spark at all, but the tip of a long spear.

The entire spear pierced through the darkness, with the grip held by a man with long and powerful arms, black hair like ink, and a sharp face that was hard to look at.

It was hard to tell if the spear carried him or if he carried the spear, but he landed on the ground with the spear, piercing through the darkness.

The shadow was broken.

Xiong Wen, the devouring heart demon, leaped out from the shattered shadow, blood mist surging from his body, and gritted his teeth, "Zhu Wei Wo!"

He was Zhu Wei Wo!

This spear was the famous Spear of the Burning End in Qinghe County.

Xiong Wen let out a strange howl, and tears of blood dripped from his eyes.

He had fought Zhu Wei Wo more than ten times from Sanshan City to Fenglin City. From the beginning of disdain to later vigilance, and now, even a hint of fear that he would never admit.

This guy's strength had improved too quickly, almost one battle at a time.

Otherwise, how could he, Xiong Wen, the devouring heart demon, hide and seek like this?

Now, Zhu Wei Wo forced him out with one spear, and he chose to fight for his life.

Tears of blood dripped, and the blood flame that originally covered only his fist suddenly surged and enveloped his whole body.

But Zhu Wei Wo just smiled and said, "Gotcha!"

He leaned to one side, gently shook his right hand, and picked up the tip of the spear that was stuck in the ground.

Starting from the tip of his spear, the ground cracked and soil mixed with broken bricks rose up in a straight line like a dragon turning over.

Xiong Wen walked in the air while shrouded in the blood flame, ignoring the dragon that was rolling towards him. All the broken bricks and soil were corroded to nothingness the moment they touched the blood flame.

The devouring heart blood flame of the Blood River Sect was so evil and domineering. Of course, its most terrifying aspect was its devouring ability. At this moment, Xiong Wen was also using the life-threatening secret technique, the Dujuan Weeping Blood, which added seven points of power!

Facing Xiong Wen's full burst of power, Zhu Wei Wo did not dodge or avoid.

He shook his hand, pointed the tip of the spear at Xiong Wen, and faced him head-on.

"Why did you have to call it Dujuan Weeping Blood so unpleasantly?"

He charged forward instead!

In an instant, the flames exploded from the tip of the spear, creating a sea of fire under the night sky.

Zhu Wei Wo charged forward with the sea of fire.

The blood flame and the sea of fire collided, and the tip of the spear and the fist clashed.

Zhu Wei Wo and Xiong Wen fought with all their might!

Xiong Wen faced east and Zhu Wei Wo faced west.

Xiong Wen dove from above, and Zhu Wei Wo thrust upward from below.

They confronted each other head-on and fought to the death!

The victory or defeat was decided in an instant.

The blood flame was "extinguished" by the sea of fire, and most of the sea of fire was corroded in an instant.

But the outcome was already decided.From the moment Xiong Wen chose to flee, the outcome of this confrontation had already been predetermined.

The sea of fire rolled forward rapidly, and Xiong Wen was forced to retreat.

The flames burned away most of his black robe, revealing his shining bald head.

Blood flowed from all seven of his facial orifices, making his already fierce face even more terrifying.

He exerted all his strength to retreat, but kept his eyes fixed on Zhu Weiwo.

He dared not turn his back on him.

When he caused a disturbance in Sanshan City and escaped from the Judicial Department, he was already injured. But this guy, Zhu Weiwo, kept chasing him relentlessly.

Since Sanshan City, he had been constantly fleeing without any time to heal. His old wounds never had a chance to heal before new ones were added, and now he was seriously injured.

He made up his mind that if he could escape this time, he would no longer care about his reputation or freedom, and would beg his boss to save his life. He would slaughter Maple Forest City, kill Zhu Weiwo and his ancestors for eighteen generations, and even exterminate the entire family of that cunning little thief with a sword.

His mind was in turmoil, and his heart was filled with deep hatred. Xiong Wen stared directly at Zhu Weiwo's eyes.

In those bright eyes, he saw a touch of purple.

The purple qi is coming from the east!

When the emperor draws his sword, and the purple qi is coming from the east, the princes look to the west!