super king glory

trible kill!

adrakill!

en kill!

hexakill!

hetakill!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the second combo, King Points +20!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the three-game winning streak, the king's points +30!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the four consecutive extraordinary, king points +40!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing five consecutive peerless battles, the king's points +50!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the six consecutive peerless battles, the king's points +60!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the seven consecutive peerless worlds, the king's points +70!"

"..."

Crisp and passionate voices alternate constantly.

The Silver Snake Sword Technique is the lowest level sword technique in Wang Xiaojian's mastery of martial arts.

However, when he used the cultivation base of the Nine Star Martial King, its sword energy still turned into a killing light!

unstoppable!

Amidst the passionate and clear voice, hundreds of Moluo soldiers who tried to surround and kill Wang Xiaojian fell to the ground in an instant, blood flowing.

However, there are only one hundred Moro national troops around the general's mansion.

After the first row of the Moro National Army fell, another row rushed up through the gate of the other courtyard.

There were a large number of them, reaching more than two hundred people, and they surrounded the entire courtyard where Wang Xiaojian lived.

"Wang Xiaojian, go to hell!"

"kill~"

More than [-] soldiers of the Moluo Nationality, holding swords and spears in their hands, displayed their strongest martial arts skills, and greeted Wang Xiaojian.

The average cultivation level of Moro soldiers has reached a one-star military general.

At this time, more than two hundred people displayed their martial arts together, killing the sky.

All the martial arts flew down, making the air bright, as if the entire courtyard was about to be destroyed by the martial arts.

Above the roof, Yao Yongsheng stared fixedly at the center of the courtyard, hoping that the combination of more than two hundred Moro national troops could traumatize Wang Xiaojian.

However, in the next second, his body was startled suddenly.

I saw that Wang Xiaojian was holding the sword in one hand, and with the other hand, he was holding the Moro National Army in front of him.

oooo~

In the air, there was a wolf-like roar.

In front of Wang Xiaojian, a phantom of a blood wolf appeared out of thin air.

The blood wolf opened its mouth and roared, and turned into a blood-colored illusory wolf-shaped armor, wrapping Wang Xiaojian's body.

boom!

Accompanied by a loud bang, more than two hundred kinds of terrifying martial arts power bombarded Wang Xiaojian's body.

The illusory blood-colored mist exploded and shot out blood-colored light.

Immediately, a series of murderous and awe-inspiring sword energy swept out from the light.

Ah ah ah~

The golden energy sword qi merged into a terrifying shock wave.

When the blood-colored energy mist explodes, it will destroy everything in the yard and cut it to pieces.

Destroyed together, there were soldiers from the Moro Kingdom who tried to kill Wang Xiaojian.

Their bodies, unable to withstand the terrifying energy, exploded together with the yard of the general's study.

Rumble!

Ah ah ah~

There was a miserable howl in the air.

Immediately, a passionate voice sounded in Wang Xiaojian's mind again.

doublekill!

trible kill!

adrakill!

en kill!

hexakill!

hetakill!

……

The voice in Wang Xiaojian's mind became more and more passionate.

A burst of louder than a burst.

When "hetakill" rang.

In Wang Xiaojian's mind, a ray of light descended, forming the glittering golden "Seven Peerless Worlds", illuminating the entire mind space.

Immediately, round after round of passionate voices rang in my mind.

……

The energy of the explosion disappeared, and more than [-] soldiers of Moluo Kingdom were killed by Wang Xiaojian.