super king glory

Wang Xiaojian's speed was even faster.

The golden fist pierced through the layers of sword shadows, and hit Qiu Shengjie's chest with a loud bang.

boom!

Accompanied by a violent roar, Wang Xiaojian's 20-jin force exploded at Qiu Shengjie's chest with the help of his swift movement, severely injuring his body.

"Pfft", Qiu Shengjie spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

Qiu Shengjie's body slammed heavily on the square, cracking the ground paved with bluestone bricks.

The severe pain from his chest made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

"what?!"

Yang Feng, the master of Chunyangmen, was shocked.

Shang Zhizhang, the second elder of Chunyangmen, was shocked.

Cai Qin, the third elder of Chunyangmen, and the two hall masters were speechless in shock.

When Qiu Shengjie's golden Emperor Xuanjian slashed at Wang Xiaojian, they thought that even if Wang Xiaojian didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

However, the final result turned out to be that Wang Xiaojian punched Qiu Shengjie's chest, sending Qiu Shengjie flying with his fist, and vomiting blood.

How can this be?

The hearts of the five high-ranking Chunyangmen were extremely shaken.

They originally thought that as long as Qiu Shengjie did it, he could easily kill Wang Xiaojian.

However, at this moment, they realized that they were wrong.

The unfathomable Wang Xiaojian far exceeded the limit of their understanding.

At this moment, they were still on Qiu Shengjie's side, but they couldn't judge the final result.

A feeling of uneasiness rose in their hearts.

Because, if Qiu Shengjie loses.

Then the Pure Yang Gate will be gone.

Wang Xiaojian knocked Qiu Shengjie away with one punch, causing cheers from the foot of the mountain.

This Elder Qiu from the Golden Diaomen of Moluo Kingdom is very powerful, but it seems that their Zhen Guohou is even stronger!

Amidst the cheers, Qiu Shengjie stood up with an ugly expression.

He wiped away a smear of blood from the corner of his mouth, and when he looked at Wang Xiaojian again, his eyes shot out a vicious light.

He was careless.

Unexpectedly, when Wang Xiaojian punches, his speed can be doubled again.

If not, he would never have been hit by Wang Xiaojian.

Qiu Shengjie was also fortunate that he was wearing a high-level inner armor.

Otherwise, judge by the destructive power transmitted from Wang Xiaojian's fist just now.

This punch was enough to break his ribs and make him lose his combat effectiveness.

No matter how big Wang Xiaojian was, it once again exceeded his expectations.

Qiu Shengjie was also afraid of the boxing technique he used.

However, as the fourth elder of the Golden Eagle Gate, he will never be defeated so easily.

He has the ability to press the bottom of the box.

With murderous intent in his eyes, Qiu Shengjie said to Wang Xiaojian: "Wang Xiaojian, Li Bai. Judging by your appearance, you must have cultivated advanced martial arts, otherwise you will never be able to hurt this old man."

"However, it's over. Next, you can no longer hurt the old man, and the old man wants your life!"

kill you!

Qiu Shengjie's voice was murderous.

After the voice fell, he held the golden long sword in both hands and raised it up.

In his body, the golden eagle profound kung fu was activated to the extreme, and the phantom of the golden eagle reappeared behind him.

Spreading its wings, it made a loud and clear sound.

At the same time, a dazzling light burst out from the long sword in his hand.

This light is also golden.

But it is different from the radiance of the Golden Eagle Profound Art.

It was the light of thunder, and Wang Xiaojian looked at him with a strange look on his face.

He felt an aura of advanced swordsmanship.

Qiu Shengjie held the sword in both hands, with a thunderous light, facing Wang Xiaojian, and continued: "My Golden Diaomen, there is a sword technique that is not passed down, called the Qianling Clone Thunder Sword Technique. It is a sword technique of the seventh rank of the Xuan rank. It is enough to cut Kill any strong man of the same level."

"Wang Xiaojian, you are very honored, Elder Ben, it will kill you today!"

"This elder wants to let you know that even if your cultivation has reached the level of a nine-star martial king, you can't compare with this elder."

"Die, Wang Xiaojian. Today next year will be your death day."

"Thousands! Ling! Split! Body! Thunder!"

Qiu Shengjie paused every word, and spit out thunder.

He held the sword in both hands, and the true qi in his body was circulated to the extreme according to the martial skill Qian Ling Divide Thunder Sword Technique.

Bright thunder burst out from his whole body.

Immediately, in the next second, his body split into three parts.

It turned into three figures holding swords.

In the middle of these three figures was still Qiu Shengjie himself.

He held the Emperor Xuanjian in his hand, with a murderous expression on his face.