super king glory

There are obviously hundreds of Xia Guojun's elites here, holding weapons and staring at them.

Moreover, there is also a very powerful general.

But the appearance of these two people seems to be able to easily take people away.

Don't pay attention to people at all.

Zhang Fei's rude voice was loud.

All the elites of the Xia Guojun, as well as the generals of the Xia Guojun, were furious.

They seemed to be humiliated, and their faces turned red.

As the leader and general, ride on a horse.

Wearing silver armor, he raised his eyebrows, pointed the spear in his hand at Wang Xiaojian, and said: "Bold thief, dare to come and take prisoners. Chief Liu, you guys, kill him!"

Xia Guo's army is composed of five people for one ten, and ten people for one army.

Wuchang, who manages ten people, Wu is equivalent to a small team leader.

"Yes, General!"

"Follow me, brothers. Kill him."

Wuchang Liu punched the general, then took the order, led ten of his subordinates, and rushed out together, towards Wang Xiaojian.

kill~

In the air, there was a sound of shouting and killing.

The elites of Xia's army held swords in their hands, and their aura like a rainbow made every prisoner of the Moro army terrified.

Wearing a black robe, Wang Xiaojian snorted coldly, and said: "Brother Da Que is here to save the brothers, but you don't give me face. Not only do you not give me face, you actually want to kill me. If that's the case, Brother Da Que, you're welcome .Go to hell!"

Under the surprised gazes of the prisoners of the Moro National Army, Wang Xiaojian clenched his fists, exuding a "powerful" aura.

His body, like a cheetah, pounced on the ten Xia Guojun elites.

The fist smashed out, bringing a series of afterimages.

kill~

boom!

Ah!

puff~

Where Wang Xiaojian's fist passed, ten Xia Guojun soldiers were severely injured.

Their bodies flew out like sandbags and landed on the ground, and then blood spurted out "puchi", their bodies twitched, and there was no movement.

Even Wuchang Liu, who was the strongest, was thrown flying by Wang Xiaojian's punch, blood spewed out of his mouth, fell to the ground, rolled his eyes, and then remained motionless.

"what?!"

"Liu Wuchang is dead!"

The elites of Xia Guojun exclaimed in surprise.

Not only them, but the prisoners of the Morro National Army who were mentally exhausted were shocked and startled.

Before, they thought that this big bird brother was unreliable.

It was a joke to save them.

However, his strength is so powerful?

How many punches killed eleven Xia Guojun elites? !

Thinking about what Wang Xiaojian said just now, about coming to rescue them, the captives of Moluo Kingdom gradually showed hopeful expressions on their slumped faces.

The sluggish spirit revived.

They looked at Wang Xiaojian together, and at this moment they realized belatedly that what Wang Xiaojian exuded was the aura of a strong man!

Wang Xiaojian's expression remained unchanged, he clenched his hands into fists, facing Xia Guojun and Zhang Fei, and shouted, "Brother, take someone away!"

"Yes. Big brother!"

Zhang Fei shouted loudly and waved to the captives again.

At this time, the prisoners of the Moro National Army, who had hope in their hearts, did not stop and ran away with Zhang Zhang.

The general of Xia Guojun was furious, and said: "Boldly take prisoner, dare to escape. Come, kill this robber and these fugitives!"

The general of Xia Guojun was murderous.

He has a murderous and genuine voice.

It made the hearts of the captives of Moro country tremble.

Xia Guojun did not kill the prisoners.

But the premise is that these prisoners do not escape.

Once the captives became fugitives, Xia Guojun had a reason to kill them.

However, now their steps have been taken out.

Regret is useless.

They kept walking, fearful in their hearts, afraid that Wang Xiaojian would not be the opponent of these Xia Guojun.

Then, they suffer.

At this moment, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped.A cold murderous aura, centered on Wang Xiaojian, spread out.

"Just relying on you, you still want to kill me? Kill the person I want to save? Go to hell."

Under the surprised gazes of Xia Guojun elites, Wang Xiaojian's fist burst out with bright light.

He shot out directly, the iron fist in his hand was the most terrifying sharp weapon.

Where the iron fist passed, the sound of fists piercing the air resounded in the air.

There was also "Puff" vomiting blood, and Xia Guojun's screams.