Relying on the golden energy wings, Wang Xiaojian stopped in the air, and said to Nie Zhuo, the elder of the king's gate, "Old dog, what trick did you use to block me?"

It was a sure blow, but Nie Zhuo resisted it.

This is incredible.

Wang Xiaojian was curious, not knowing what trick Nie Zhuo used.

Nie Zhuo stared at Wang Xiaojian with hatred in his eyes, and said, "Zhuzi, the old man didn't use any tricks, it was an earth-level treasure armor."

"Earth-level treasure armor?!"

Wang Xiaojian was startled.

Nie Zhuo, whose arm was cut off, was full of resentment, gritted his teeth and said with a grin: "Yes, this is the precious inner armor that I exchanged in the door with a lot of merit points. It has reached the level of the second rank of the earth rank. "

"Just now, the old man injected true energy into the inner armor, making it display a powerful defense."

"Zhuzi, the martial arts you display are very powerful, but as long as the old man wears this inner armor, you can't kill the old man."

Nie Zhuo of the King's Gate had a vicious look in his eyes.

His heart is full of anger towards Wang Xiaojian, even if all the waters of the world are poured out, it will be difficult to wash away.

However, even he himself didn't notice that his words to Wang Xiaojian had a strange change.

Earlier, he told Wang Xiaojian that he would crush Wang Xiaojian to ashes.

But now, he actually said that Wang Xiaojian couldn't kill him.

Nie Zhuo's eyes were resentful, wishing he could kill Wang Xiaojian.

Wang Xiaojian sensed his murderous intent, but laughed.

"Old dog Nie Zhuo, your inner armor only protects your body, right?"

Nie Zhuo glanced at his severed arm and said warily, "Li Bai, what do you want to say?!"

Wang Xiaojian said lightly: "I said, what kind of inner armor of yours can't even protect your hands, it's so useless. Why don't you leave it to me."

Wang Xiaojianjun smiled.

Nie Zhuo thought Wang Xiaojian was joking.

But now, his arm was cut off by Wang Xiaojian, he didn't think Wang Xiaojian's joke was so funny.

With a ferocious face and full of hostility, he said coldly to Wang Xiaojian: "Zhuzi, don't get carried away, the old man admits that your sword just now was very powerful."

"But do you think you've won?"

Wang Xiaojian restrained his smile, looked at Nie Zhuo, his eyes were slightly cold, and said, "Could it be that you still have cards?"

"Not bad!"

Nie Zhuo, the king's family, has a ferocious face.

The murderous intent on his old face became stronger again.

"The fish in the pond will never know how long the river outside is. As a person in the southeast region, you will never know how deep the background of my king's gate is!"

"Once this trick is used, the old man's body will be seriously injured. But in order to kill you, even if you lose ten years of life, so what?"

How about that? !

When Nie Zhuo spoke, his voice was filled with endless hatred and killing intent.

Wang Xiaojian felt his hatred and murderous intent.

This murderous intent was cold, as if it came from the Nine Netherlands, as if it was going to drag him into endless hell in an instant.

Wang Xiaojian frowned, feeling alert in his heart, and said lightly: "Old dog, don't say these are useless, use any tricks!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully taunting. King points +8!"

Wang Xiaojian scolded the old dog Nie Zhuo again, and a crisp voice sounded in his mind.

However, this time Nie Zhuo was not angry, but grinned grimly.

He still hated Wang Xiaojian to the sky.

But a pair of eyes staring at Wang Xiaojian suddenly glowed red.

Under Wang Xiaojian's surprised gaze, he raised his palm and slapped him hard on the forehead.

bump!

A palm fell, and Nie Zhuo's forehead bled.

However, he didn't stop, waved his palm again, and took another shot!

clap clap clap!

Nie Zhuo slapped himself on the face as if he had gone half mad.

Every time, Nie Zhuo would howl in pain, blood spattering.

He looks like he is insane, but he is not insane.

This is a forbidden technique unique to the King's Gate, called the Seven Injuries Bloodbath Method!

By means of self-mutilation, the warrior's limit is pushed.

With each palm, the breath will skyrocket.

Seven palms in a row, arousing the combat power beyond the seven levels of oneself!

At this time, when the seven palms fell, Nie Zhuo's head was bleeding.

Nie Zhuo's face was covered in blood, and he looked like a ghost.

However, immediately a bloodthirsty killing intent burst out from his body.

It enveloped Wang Xiaojian, and made Wang Xiaojian's body feel a bone-chilling chill.

That's the chill of death!

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