super king glory

"Ding! Congratulations to Wang Zhaojun for his promotion, the current level is Nine Star Demon Emperor!"

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian's gaze was cold, controlling the killing intent of the large formation to kill.

Facing these strong men from outside the domain, Wang Xiaojian showed no mercy.

Because, he knew that from the moment these people came to the southeast region to snatch treasures, they were his enemies.

Death is their best destination!

However, Wang Xiaojian killed all these strong outsiders!

Among those who died, there were more than thirty.

Wang Xiaojian ordered the beast Gumu to tie up the remaining dozen people into "zongzi" and hang them in the air.

Immediately, Wang Xiaojian spread out his golden wings of true energy and flew forward.

Under the terrified eyes of an outsider, Wang Xiaojian flew in front of Xiao Yuanqi, Xuan Yi, and Xiu Hun.

Earlier, Xiao Yuanqi, the master of King's Sect, was aloof and wanted Wang Xiaojian to hand over the treasure.

However, at this moment, he was close to collapse.

He originally thought that after coming to the Southeast Region, he was the master.

He is also proud of being the head of the King's Sect.

However, he discovered how ridiculous the so-called domination and pride are.

In a short period of time, they were easily defeated and vulnerable.

The situation also fell from heaven to hell.

Xiao Yuanqi, the master of King's Sect, was heartbroken.

And Xuan Yi, the elder of the Spirit Refining Sect, said to Wang Xiaojian: "Wang Xiaojian, what kind of formation is this, why... so powerful?!"

Wang Xiaojian's imposing manner was overwhelming, he didn't mind telling Xiao Yuanqi, and said lightly: "This is the eight-door Dunjia Formation!"

"Eight Gate Dunjia? Earth Rank Fifth Grade?!"

Xuan Yi, the elder of the Spirit Refining Sect, was shocked.

Xiao Yuanqi, the master of King's Sect, and the elder of Demon Puppet Sect, who cultivated their souls, were also taken aback.

Although they have never heard of the Eight Gates Dunjia Formation, they do not understand the principle of the Eight Gates Dunjia Formation.

However, they have heard the name.

Know that this is the formation of the fifth rank of the earth rank!

A sneer appeared on Wang Xiaojian's handsome face, and he said, "As expected of the head and elder of the first-class sect in Zhonglanyu, he has some knowledge. Not as useless as I thought."

The first thousand and 290 chapters show no mercy

Wang Xiaojian's sarcasm made the faces of Xiao Yuanqi, Xiu Hun, Xuan Yi and other foreign powerhouses burn.

Before, Xiao Yuanqi said contemptuously that Wang Xiaojian had some knowledge, and now he has returned all of them.

When Wang Xiaojian's voice fell, there were bursts of voices in his mind.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully taunting. King points +18!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully taunting. King points +18!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully taunting. King points +18!"

"..."

Wang Xiaojian was happy to earn a wave of points.

However, without changing his face, he continued to the crowd: "Everyone, now, do you have any last words?"

Last words? !

All the strong outsiders were bound into rice dumplings by the ancient wood of the beasts.

But when he heard Wang Xiaojian's words, he was startled suddenly, with a panic expression on his face.

Just now, they watched with their own eyes, more than 30 companions were killed by Wang Xiaojian.

Judging from Wang Xiaojian's words, they still have to be killed.

Xiao Yuanqi, the head of King's Sect, felt hairy, and said to Wang Xiaojian: "Wang Xiaojian, I am the head of King's Sect. If I die, you will be an enemy of the entire King's Sect. My King's Sect will definitely avenge me! "

A sneer appeared on Wang Xiaojian's handsome face, "When death is imminent, you are still stubborn. It's just the king's door. When have I been afraid?"

When Wang Xiaojian spoke, a sword appeared in his hand.

Before Xiao Yuanqi could show shock on his face, his sword directly pierced in.

puff!

"what!"

In the air, Xiao Yuanqi's painful screams sounded.

The terrifying feeling that he was about to die in the next second made his face contort.

The panic spread, and the two elders, Xuan Yi and Xiu Hun, sweated on their foreheads.

As for other strong outsiders, their scalps were numb.

Amidst the screams, Wang Xiaojian pulled out the blood-stained long sword from Xiao Yuanqi's body, which made Xiao Yuanqi cry even more painfully.

"I haven't killed you yet, what's the name of the ghost?"

Wang Xiaojianjun's face was full of contempt, a majestic hall master was so afraid of death.

Xiao Yuanqi's body shook.

All the strong men also shook their bodies.

They swept over with their consciousness and saw that Xiao Yuanqi wrapped in branches was oozing blood.

He was stabbed by Wang Xiaojian's long sword, but the stabbed part was not a vital point.

Not enough to kill!