super king glory

"Marquis of Zhen Guo!"

The martial artist at the foot of the mountain let out a painful exclamation.

At that moment, they saw with their own eyes when Yang Feng led four masters of the Pure Yang Sect to attack from behind.

Wang Xiaojian didn't dodge, and was cut straight.

All the sword energy from Qiu Shengjie also fell on Wang Xiaojian.

Wang Xiaojian is the cultivation base of Nine Star Martial King.

However, in their eyes, even the Nine-Star Martial King, with a body of flesh and blood, is hard to resist, such a powerful killing move.

They also thought that Wang Xiaojian had fallen!

"Brother-in-law!"

Xiao Qiao, who was performing demon magic and fighting with the disciples of Chunyang Sect, had a pretty pale face.

She let out a mournful cry, and tears of pain welled up in her big beautiful eyes.

Although she was casting demonic spells to kill the enemy.

However, he was also watching Wang Xiaojian fight.

She saw with her own eyes that Wang Xiaojian was cut to the body by five terrifying blade lights.

She felt that Wang Xiaojian's life was more dangerous than good.

"Wang Xiaojian!"

Chu Jianyun of the Spirit Sword Sect, the Great Elder Jing Yang, is fighting against the mighty King Wu of the Chunyang Sect.

At this moment, their bodies were also shocked.

They all opened their eyes wide, looking at the bright light on the side where Wang Xiaojian was.

The glare hadn't gone away.

However, they seemed to have seen Wang Xiaojian fall.

Heartbroken.

On the plain, everyone's fighting stopped.

The disciples of Chunyangmen turned their heads.

Looking at the huge clusters of energy, their faces showed gratitude and relieved smiles.

The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect also looked over, their expressions becoming painful.

This is their uncle.

It is the pride of the Spirit Sword Sect, but now, dead? !

The disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect let out a mournful cry.

"died?"

"Hahaha!"

A burst of laughter suddenly came from the square of the Chunyang Gate Mountain Gate.

It is Han Hao, the third son of the Golden Eagle Gate.

He looked handsome, looked at the diffuse energy glare, raised his head and laughed.

He laughed, Wang Xiaojian's self righteousness.

He laughed, obviously he was a peerless arrogance, he didn't know how to restrain his edge, and he ended up like this.

The body was smashed to pieces, and the dead could not die again.

Since then, there has been no such person.

Naturally, it can no longer be compared with him.

Han Hao's tears of laughter flowed down.

While laughing, his eyes fell on the gradually dissipating glare and thick smoke.

At the moment, the five high-ranking members of the Chunyang Gate, including the gate master Yang Feng, held long knives and looked excitedly at the thick fog that was gradually dissipating.

They longed to see Wang Xiaojian chopped into a fleshy appearance, and also longed to see blood all over the ground.

As the dense fog and glare gradually dissipated, it was as if he saw Wang Xiaojian's broken body.

The smiles on their faces grew wider and wider.

However, in the next second, they both smiled and froze.

In the field of vision, as expected, the picture of Wang Xiaojian's blood splattered and bloody, did not appear.

At this moment, a tall and straight body exuding golden light stood in the middle of the basin.

It is said to be a basin, but it is actually a big pit.

Because the ground under his feet was blown to ashes by the terrifying energy.

Dissipated with the thick fog.

This body shining with golden light appeared more clearly in front of his eyes.

He has a tall and straight body, black hair flying, and a handsome face with an imposing manner.

The white clothes on his upper body were torn, but his golden body was unscathed.

This is?

Wang Xiaojian!

wow~

Around the plain, everyone exclaimed, and then there was an uproar.

The pupils of the five high-ranking members of Chunyangmen, as well as Qiu Shengjie of Jindiaomen, and the third son Han Hao shrank suddenly.

Their bodies shook and they almost fell down.