super king glory

Wherever the cyan flaming giant sword passed, the sky shook, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The thirteen Martial Emperors were swept by the energy of the sword energy, vomiting blood together and flying backwards.

Under the horrified gazes of the Marau Emperors of the Moluo Kingdom, Wang Xiaojian cast the wine.

His gaze was like lightning, leaving a white afterimage behind him. Like an arrow flying off the string, he shot straight at the retreating Martial Emperor of Moluo Kingdom!

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and it runs to the sea and never returns."

"Don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing is sad and white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns into snow!"

huh~

laugh!

Ahh!

double kill!

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian used the skill of serving wine and recited poems again.

Every time he recited a poem, the Burning Heaven Sword would pierce through the enemy's chest.

After reading two consecutive sentences, he killed two people, completing a double kill.

Immediately, Wang Xiaojian's eyes were cold, and he used the skill of drinking wine again.

He exuded the mighty aura of a six-star martial emperor, and the poems in his mouth also became louder.

"You must be happy in life, and don't let the golden bottle face the moon."

"I was born to be useful, and I will come back after the money is gone."

trible kill!

adrakill!

Wang Xiaojian recited a poem and killed one person.

When the four poems about drinking wine were read out, the four Jinjiawu emperors were beheaded.

Wang Xiaojian completed four kills!

Immediately, under the horrified eyes of Liu Jianxiong, the commander of the golden armor, and Long Feikai, the general of the town, the poem in Wang Xiaojian's mouth was read out again.

"It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter oxen, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time."

"Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng. I'm going to drink, don't stop drinking."

"Sing a song with Jun, please listen to me."

en kill!

hexakill!

hetakill! ?

The passionate voice sounded again, and in an instant, Wang Xiaojian completed the seven consecutive peerless worlds.

Holding the Burning Heaven Profound Sword, his killing posture was a death nightmare for every powerhouse in the Moluo Kingdom.However, in the eyes of Daji, Da Qiao, and Xiao Qiao, they are so elegant and unrestrained.

He was dressed in a white robe, with flying black hair.

When killing, his eyes were as cold as lightning.

It's like a sword fairy descending from the sky!

Da Qiao's heart was shaken.

Little Joe was full of admiration.

Daji's cheeks were flushed, her delicate body was trembling, her jade legs were weak, and she was already in love.

Even Hua Nongying, who regarded Wang Xiaojian as a prostitute, had a different light in her dreamy eyes.

During the period of being trained as a female slave, she only saw Wang Xiaojian's lustful side.

But I've never seen him so chic and unruly.

Even in Zhonglanyu, there is no arrogance who can compare with him for such an elegant temperament like a fairy.

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian didn't know that when he killed the enemy, he also had an impact on the emotions of the four girls.

At this time, he was arrogant.

The Fentian Xuanjian in his hand shot out even fiercer lights.

The cyan sword light swept across the sky.

After a while, the screams belonging to the powerhouse of the Moluo Kingdom, and the poem about drinking, finally reached a climax!

"The bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won't wake up after being drunk."

"The sages and sages in ancient times were all lonely, only the drinkers kept their names."

"King Chen used to feast in peace and joy, and fight for ten thousand wines and banter."

"Why does the master say that he has little money, and he has to sell it to the king."

"Five-flowered horse, a thousand gold furs, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you!"

doublekill!

trible kill!

adrakill!

en kill!

"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!"

A passionate voice sounded, and a poem was finished. After the seventh consecutive peerless world, he once again completed the fifth consecutive peerless world.