super king glory

Although they were trapped in the formation, if the formation master who controlled the formation died.

Then, they still have a chance to survive.

Kill the person in front of you, and you can still live!

Gathering at a distance of several feet from Wang Xiaojian, the guardian Weng Zhenhua's mind was spinning rapidly.

After the feeling of regret disappeared, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and murderous intent burst into her heart.

Under Wang Xiaojian's sneering gaze, Weng Zhenhua moved.

She bit the tip of her tongue hard, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the long sword in her hand, and then urged her true energy with all her strength, causing her body to glow brightly.

Weng Zhenhua had obviously been severely injured, but at this moment, it was like a flash of light.

When the true energy envelops the whole body, a tyrannical force erupts from the body.

A breath of sword intent gushed out from her body.

The light on Weng Zhenhua's body became more and more dazzling.

Behind her, a phantom of a golden lotus appeared.

The golden lotus phantom bloomed in the sky, wrapped in the boundless murderous intent of the sword, spreading in all directions.

"Golden lotus springing up from the ground, lotus flower of sword anger! Shuzi, die!"

Weng Zhenhua let out a roar, his sword intent soaring to the sky.

All the true energy of the four-star Martial Ancestor condensed into a golden giant sword around her body, and then transformed into a sword glow of hundreds of feet, and slashed fiercely in the direction of Wang Xiaojian!

A sword cut out, tearing the sky and the earth.

The majestic sword shadow is like overwhelming mountains and seas.

The air in the formation, like the waves of the sea, split into two and then broke apart.

At a critical juncture, Weng Zhenhua performed the strongest ultimate move.

She wanted to kill Wang Xiaojian and cut off Wang Xiaojian's head.

She wants Wang Xiaojian to fall into hell and never be reborn!

Seeing Weng Zhenhua's swordsmanship, the saint Hua Yue'e and the three Martial Emperor elders were startled suddenly, and then their eyes brightened.

They are disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect, and they clearly know how powerful Weng Zhenhua's move is.

This is the Diyong Jinlian sword technique, one of the strongest sword techniques of the Hundred Flowers Sect.

Its own level has reached the fifth grade of the earth rank!

And Sword Fury Lotus Blossom is the ultimate move in the Earth Swelling Golden Lotus.

Moreover, when Weng Zhenhua performed it, she also integrated the wood sword intent she had comprehended, and the power of this set of wood attribute swordsmanship was raised to another level.

The strongest strike that combines sword intent, even the five-star martial arts masters dare not defend the sharpness of Weng Zhenhua's sword.

At this time, Weng Zhenhua showed it, enough to tear Wang Xiaojian's corpse into thousands of pieces!

puff!

Under the excited gazes of the Holy Maiden Hua Yue'e and the three Martial Emperors.

The phantom of the lotus flower spread in all directions, and the golden sword light, wrapped in the breath of sword intent, split Wang Xiaojian's "body" in two.

"boom!"

In the sky, there was a violent sound.

It was the golden lotus sword energy, which exploded in the formation.

The energy shock wave swept all directions, and the formation space vibrated slightly.

"died!"

Slashed with a sword, the seriously injured Weng Zhenhua almost collapsed.

All the powerful aura on her body disappeared, but her old face showed a surprised expression.

"Elder Weng, that's great!"

The holy girl Hua Yue'e thought that Weng Zhenhua had killed Wang Xiaojian, she was excited and cried out excitedly.

However, before their surprised expressions could spread from their faces, they froze immediately.

In the big formation, there was a cold and joking voice.

"Good swordsmanship, this is what a strong man should look like. It's just here, it's useless!"

The terrifying sword energy is still spreading in the air.

Wang Xiaojian's figure suddenly appeared above the formation.

His black hair fluttered and his clothes fluttered.

As the sound fell, boundless murderous intent descended from the sky, making the hearts of the Holy Maiden Hua Yue'e and the three Martial Emperors tremble wildly.

Weng Zhenhua, the protector, has a heart like an abyss.

"The guy who hurt my woman, die now!"

Roar!

Wang Xiaojian's eyes burst out with murderous intent.

He pinched his fingers, and the mystery of the great formation condensed into a white tiger in front of him.

This white tiger is extremely huge, its body is like a mountain.

At the moment of condensation, it let out a roar that shook the world.

It fell from the sky with astonishing momentum, and swallowed Weng Zhenhua with a terrified expression in one gulp.

Ah!

A scream sounded, it was the voice of Weng Zhenhua, a strong four-star Martial Ancestor.

It was as if he had endured great pain, extremely miserable.