super king glory

"Today, I will tear your corpse into thousands of pieces!"

In Moro Kingdom, the sky over Zhongzhou City shrouded in thick fog.

Mo Luo Huang Mo Meng, murderous intent awe-inspiring.A blood-colored long sword was held in the palm of his hand.

He held the long sword, and the dragon robe on his body fluttered.

The murderous intent condensed into a thick cloud, covering Wang Xiaojian and five people.

Momeng is like a ghost emperor from hell.

He hadn't made a move yet, but Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, and Wang Zhaojun all felt the shadow of death.

It seems that once the Momeng sword is released, they can all beheaded.

Wang Xiaojian also felt this murderous intent.

Whether it was the murderous intent or the aura of Emperor Moro, it was more terrifying than he had expected.

But Wang Xiaojian showed no fear on his face, a light flashed in his hand, and he held a uniquely shaped giant sword in his hand.

Holding the Judgment Faith Sword in his hand, Wang Xiaojian urged the ancient martial arts, the Ancient Emperor Fen Yan Jue.

A golden qi flowed along his arm and poured into the Judgment Faith Sword, causing Cai Jun's Faith Sword to emit a golden light like a real flame.

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian spread out his golden true energy wings.

His black hair fluttered, and a pair of pupils shot out a sharp light on his handsome and dignified face.

"Momeng, you want to tear me into pieces, why don't I want to kill you?"

"You plotted to usurp the throne, raped and killed the imperial concubine, and countless innocent people died because of you."

"Killing you is not only to unify Xia, but also to avenge those people!"

Wang Xiaojian's murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

Once, he promised Bai Junqi that he would avenge her.

The moment has finally come.

Beside Wang Xiaojian, Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, Zhang Fei, and Wang Zhaojun also spread out their energy wings.

They stared at Momeng with a fighting spirit.

Sensing the fighting spirit of Wang Xiaojian and the others, Mo Meng sneered.

Holding a bloody long sword in his hand, he said: "How dare you compete with the bright moon with the glow of a mere firefly? I will let you know what the gap is."

"Surrender to death! Wang Xiaojian, I want you to go to hell!"

The aura emitted by the five of Wang Xiaojian was very strong.

However, Mo Luohuang Mo Meng didn't care.

His eyes still had the light of contempt.

He hated Wang Xiaojian to the sky.

At this moment, he didn't say anything anymore, he raised the bloody long sword in his hand, and the true energy all over his body suddenly condensed a bloody awn on the sword body, and slashed fiercely in the direction of Wang Xiaojian.

This is Mo Luohuang Mo Meng's first sword, but it contains terrifying power.

To kill Wang Xiaojian, drag him into hell, and let him never be reborn!

The red sword light carried the breath of death, and headed towards Wang Xiaojian and the others.

The faces of Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, Zhang Fei, and Wang Zhaojun changed at the same time, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Wang Xiaojian's face was serious, and he urged the ancient emperor to use the Fen Yan Jue.

He didn't let Huang Zhong, Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei, and Wang Zhaojun take action, raised the Judgment Sword of Faith in their hands, and displayed Li Xin's swift and fierce skills.

On the Judgment Sword of Faith, the golden qi condensed into a powerful and powerful sword light, and then, it slashed out fiercely in the direction where the bloody sword light came!

brush!

boom!

In the sky, two golden and blood-colored sword qi collided head-on.

Two sword glows of different attributes intertwined and disappeared in the air.

Immediately, with a bang, it exploded.

The terrifying shock wave swept all directions, and swept on Wang Xiaojian's body, and also swept on Moluo Huang Momeng's body.

Momeng held the long sword in his hand, with a sneer on his face, his body remained motionless.

Wang Xiaojian's body swayed in the sky, retreating five feet away.

Looking at Wang Xiaojian's appearance, a sneer appeared on Mo Luohuang's face.

"Wang Xiaojian, you are very good, and you were not killed by my sword. But you are nothing more than that. Today you will definitely die!"

"Don't talk big, Momo. Die!"

Mo Luohuang Mo Meng, with a flick of the long sword, directly killed Wang Xiaojian.

Holding the Judgment Faith Sword in his hand, Wang Xiaojian charged towards Momeng.

Behind Wang Xiaojian, there are four helpers.

However, he didn't let them shoot immediately.

This is the number one powerhouse in the southeast region, unfathomable, and a probing fight made him withdraw five feet away.

Momeng's cultivation level obviously surpassed his, but Wang Xiaojian's heart was full of fighting spirit, and his blood was boiling.

He won't ask them to take action until Momog is forced out of his full strength!

boom!

Wang Xiaojian's Judgment Faith Sword collided with Momeng's bloody long sword.

Sparks fly, the sky is bright.

The dense fog that shrouded Zhongzhou City spread away under the surge of energy.