super king glory

Wang Xiaojian's awe-inspiring gaze met the horrified gaze of Nie Zhuo, the elder of King's Gate.

When the blue thunder-attribute true energy dragon touched the golden sword light, it was torn into two sides from the head.

Immediately, the sword glow from bottom to top pierced the entire energy dragon.

boom!

The energy dragon exploded, and the sky was bright.

The power of the earth-level martial arts explosion is terrifying, and the shock wave of the explosion spreads in all directions.

The body of Elder Nie Zhuo of King's Gate was thrown away by the powerful shock wave.

In the sky, the shock wave of the explosion is still spreading.

However, Wang Xiaojian's long sword lingering with golden flames tore through the shock wave, and brought his figure to kill Nie Zhuo.

"Old dog, die."

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian held the Fentianxuan sword in his hand, his tongue burst into thunder.

The sky shook.

Nie Zhuo, the elder of Wangwangmen, was shocked.

He was thrown away by the energy aftermath, his body lost his balance, and it was difficult to dodge.

Hastily, he raised his hand, channeled his true energy, and slapped Wang Xiaojian in the direction of Wang Xiaojian.

Rumble!

Thunder reappeared.

Energy palm prints, to kill Wang Xiaojian.

He wanted to force Wang Xiaojian back.

But Wang Xiaojian's long sword lingering with golden flames chopped the palm print of thunder energy into pieces with an unstoppable force, and then slashed straight down at the body of the elder Nie Zhuo!

laugh!

"what!"

The sound of sharp blades cutting on flesh and blood was heard, followed by screams.

An arm separated from the elder Nie Zhuo's body and fell from the sky.

Dripping blood, spilled everywhere!

Chapter 71 Nie Zhuo’s Death

"My hand... my hand! Ahh!"

The power of devouring the flames and splitting the waves threw the body of Nie Zhuo, the elder of the king's sect, into the air.

In mid-air, he stabilized his body, watched his broken arm fall towards the magma, and let out a painful howl.

Nie Zhuo, the elder of King's Gate, had a painful expression on his face.

However, there was also horror and disbelief on the old face.

He couldn't believe it, after he used the killing move of Thunder and Dragon Palm.

The young man in front of him whose cultivation was not as good as his not only survived, but also used powerful moves to break it and cut off his arm.

He couldn't believe it, because after he practiced this trick, he had never encountered such a thing.

However, immediately, his expression became terrified again.

Because, after Wang Xiaojian cut off his arm, he didn't stop.

Holding the Fentian Xuanjian in his hand, his body was in the sky, and a golden light flashed across it, killing him.

"It's just a hand, I want your life!"

Wang Xiaojian shouted coldly, Jun's face was full of murderous intent.

His voice, like a curse talisman, exploded in the mind of Nie Zhuo, the elder of King's Gate, making Nie Zhuo's hair stand on end.

Nie Zhuo, the elder of King's Sect, changed his expression, and then turned to Wang Xiaojian, and roared, "Damn boy, roar!"

Nie Zhuo was like an enraged beast.

When the sound fell, a layer of blue energy light appeared on his body.

Wang Xiaojian's Burning Heaven Profound Sword slashed down from high altitude and landed on Nie Zhuo's body.

With a loud "boom", Nie Zhuo's body suffered a heavy blow and fell from the sky.

Nie Zhuo's body hit a cliff, making a dent on the cliff.

Wang Xiaojian held the Fentianxuan sword in his hand, and looked in Nie Zhuo's direction.

He thought that Nie Zhuo was beheaded by him, but then his handsome face showed surprise.

It was a powerful attack in the Flame Devouring Sword Art.

Wang Xiaojian knew how terrifying the power of that sword was.

However, Nie Zhuo's body was not cut into two as he expected.

Wang Xiaojian frowned and looked at Nie Zhuo.

At this time, with a loud "boom", Nie Zhuo flew out from the mountain wall.

Nie Zhuo was in a state of embarrassment, and red blood kept flowing from his broken arm.

But other than that, the body that was slashed by Wang Xiaojian didn't seem to be hurt.

Nie Zhuo reached into his bosom, and quickly took out a bottle of elixir from his bosom.

He directly crushed the jade bottle, and then swallowed the elixir contained in the jade bottle.

The elixir enters the abdomen, and the power of the medicine spreads.

In a moment, the wound on Nie Zhuo's arm quickly healed with a scab, and no more blood flowed.

After doing all this, Nie Zhuo let out a breath, then raised his head, with a vicious expression on his face, Chao Wang Xiaojian looked at it.