super king glory

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the five-star martial king. Experience +1250000!"

"Ding! Congratulations to Xiao Qiao's level promotion, the current level is a one-star demon king!"

"Ding! Congratulations to Xiao Qiao's level promotion, the current level is the two-star demon king!"

Chapter 741 Kill the Nine Star Martial King!

Wang Xiaojian killed five core executives of Chunyangmen, which greatly increased his points and experience.

Xiao Qiao's level has been raised two levels in a row, reaching the level of a two-star demon king.

Looking at the blood dripping from Wang Xiaojian's silver snake sword.

At the foot of the mountain, on the plain, there was no sound.

Everyone looked at Wang Xiaojian's back in shock.

There are also people, Nan Nan repeats the poem that Wang Xiaojian just read.

Even an uneducated martial artist can tell that this poem is extraordinary.

But he read it out during the battle.

Will enter the wine, the cup will not stop.

Obviously he was fighting and killing people, but it was full of artistic conception.

When looking at Wang Xiaojian with one after another eyes.

Holding the Silver Snake Sword, Wang Xiaojian looked at Han Hao, the third son of the Jindiaomen who was pale, and then his eyes swept over and fell on Qiu Shengjie.

Qiu Shengjie's face was gloomy. He didn't expect Wang Xiaojian to have such ability.

This is true civil and martial arts.

Compared with him, their Golden Eagle Sect's geniuses are all weak.

Even, in Qiu Shengjie's eyes, the poetic talent of the person in front of him surpassed all the famous writers in Moluo Kingdom.

Even if you look at the history of Tianxia Kingdom, there are not many poems that can be compared with Wang Xiaojian's!

Unprecedented, unprecedented.

This is true genius.

However, compared to Wang Xiaojian killing someone by reciting poems, Qiu Shengjie is even more puzzled by how Wang Xiaojian resisted that fatal blow.

Obviously, he was hit by the strongest attack jointly by the six Martial Kings, but he was not injured at all.

His heart was shaken, he opened his mouth towards Wang Xiaojian, and said, "Wang Xiaojian, how did you do it?! Why didn't you get hurt?!"

Holding the silver snake sword in his hand, Wang Xiaojian walked towards Qiu Shengjie slowly. With a sneer on his handsome face, he said, "You have no right to know. You only know that you are going to die soon."

Qiu Shengjie's complexion changed, he held the emperor's black sword, and shouted at Wang Xiaojian angrily, "Wang Xiaojian, don't be arrogant, your swordsmanship just now is powerful, but it is not qualified to kill this elder. It can't kill this old man!"

"Is it?!"

Seeing Qiu Shengjie's self-righteous appearance, Wang Xiaojian smiled contemptuously and said, "What about this move?"

"What trick?"

Elder Qiu's body shook, unexpectedly, Wang Xiaojian had another move.

He had a bad feeling in his heart, and immediately, he saw the corner of Wang Xiaojian's mouth, and made a smile.

A icy cold smile.

Like the smile of death.

"Qinglian—Sword Song!"

hum!

Facing Qiu Shengjie, Wang Xiaojian flicked his long sword and let out a quiet trembling.

Immediately, the clanging sword sound turned into a melodious singing voice.

The singing voice is sometimes loud and clear, but quiet.

It is beautiful, like the fairy sound from the sky.

When the singing sounded, everyone in the plain was attracted.

In my mind, an extremely beautiful scene emerged——

In the fairyland bamboo forest, a sword fairy in white robes sings and practices swords.

He is full of fairy spirit, agile and unrestrained.

Every time he stabs a sword, a bright sword energy is condensed, piercing the sky.

Every sword energy condenses, and the singing will follow.

Accompanied by the sound of the sword, it reverberated in all directions.

In an instant, when the song reached its climax, the bright sword energy turned into a galaxy above the nine heavens and descended from the sky.

A long song, a sword to the end of the world.

Sword of the Great River, come from the sky!

hum~

The sound of sword cries turned into melodious singing.

Surrounded by endless murderous intentions, it pours into the world.

Qiu Shengjie, the Fourth Elder of the Golden Diaomen, in the square, under the surprised eyes of everyone, Wang Xiaojian's body merged with the sword energy from the sky.

Immediately, it turned into a light that destroyed the world.

Brush brush brush brush!

The criss-crossing sword energy is invincible.

Passing through Qiu Shengjie's body.

Qiu Shengjie's body was instantly cut by the sword energy.