super king glory

As his voice fell, all the powerhouses looked at the Supreme Elder Zang Tiange one by one.

Zang Tiange is not only a six-star martial master, but also a master of swordsmanship.

His comprehension of sword intent is not inferior to that of sect master Duanmu Yeyu!

At the same time, he is also the most powerful among the crowd in the King's Gate.

At this moment, after the sect master Duanmu Yeyu was defeated.

The powerhouses of the King's Gate couldn't help but regard him as the backbone!

Looking at the fearful and somewhat uneasy eyes of these people.

Zang Tiange frowned.

However, he didn't blame them.

Because, even his heart is extremely restless.

The head of the sect, Duanmu Yeyu, made a bet with Wang Xiaojian.

As long as they lose, according to the agreement, they will be dealt with by Wang Xiaojian.

With the current hostile relationship.

Wang Xiaojian will definitely destroy the King's Gate without hesitation, and kill them with a large array of murderous intent.

However, he is the strongest existence among the crowd after all.

The heart of martial arts is also the most tenacious.

He didn't mess around.

Looking at the gravel that buried the sect master Duanmu Yeyu, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he said to the crowd: "Everyone, don't worry, the sect master is not so easy to defeat. Just watch, this Wang Xiaojian is about to die! "

"what?!"

The strongmen of King's Gate were shocked when they heard this.

Then, they looked together at the place where Duanmu Yeyu fell.

Seeming to have discovered something, their eyes lit up at the same time.

In the bright eyes, there is still hope.

Seemingly expecting Wang Xiaojian to be killed.

The figure of Wang Xiaojian flew down from the sky and landed in the broken mountain.

Just now Duanmu Yeyu was buried under the mountain.

"Is Duanmu Yeyu dead? If not, come out and lead him to death!"

He spoke coldly, but there was no reply.

It seems that Duanmu Yeyu is dead.

Wang Xiaojian smiled coldly, intending to use his sword energy to smash the gravel into pieces, and pull Duanmu Yeyu's body out from the pile of rubble.

Suddenly, a chill rose in Wang Xiaojian's heart.

Even for him, the hairs stood on end.

At this time, a shocking scream resounded in the air.

"Wang Xiaojian, die!"

Whoosh!

boom!

The sound of yelling carried murderous intent.

Duanmu Yeyu's figure did not appear, but a bright sword energy shot out from the pile of rubble like lightning.

fast!

too fast.

It's too fast to dodge.

With a sound of "chi", Jian Guang flashed across Wang Xiaojian's neck.

Wang Xiaojian's body trembled, and time stopped at this moment.

And everything around was quiet.

The powerhouse of the Demon Puppet Sect, Hundred Flowers Sect, opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Just when they thought that Wang Xiaojian walked over to kill Duanmu Yeyu.

But there was such a reversal.

A sword energy shot out from the chaotic rocks, cutting Wang Xiaojian's neck? !

There is no doubt that this is Duanmu Yeyu's sword spirit.

Because, after cutting Wang Xiaojian's neck.

The rubble exploded, and then Duanmu Yeyu laughed loudly and jumped out from the pile of rubble.

All the clothes on Duanmu Yeyu's body were scrapped, but there was dark red blood on the body in the close-fitting inner armor.

Judging from Duanmu Yeyu's blood-covered appearance, he was seriously injured.

But, strangely, no new blood flowed from his body.The wounds were all scabbed over.

At the same time, his breath is not weak at all.

Not only is it not weak.

It is much, much stronger than before.

Reached the point of six-star Wuzun!

Feeling Duanmu Yeyu's cultivation has become extremely powerful at this moment.

The Demon Puppet Sect and the experts from the Hundred Flowers Sect also subconsciously realized what had happened.