"Thousand thunder chop!"
Qiu Shengjie uses the "thousand plume split body thunder kill move", thousand thunder cuts.
This is not the strongest strike of Qianling Fen Shen Lei.
But it also contains the power of incomparable terror.
A sword cut out, run thunder bursts, long sword, blooming out of a ray of awn.
The sword spirit in the sky, condensed into golden lightning, came towards Wang Xiaojian in all directions.
At the same time, the five high-level of Chunyang gate, using the most powerful killing moves of Chunyang gate, came.
The breath of death blocked Wang Xiaojian''s retreat, which made Wang Xiaojian unable to hide.
With the momentum of destroying the heaven and earth, five swords of several Zhang long and countless golden thunder swords fell on Wang Xiaojian''s head.
That''s a dead end situation.
Everyone who saw all this gave a cry of surprise.
A disciple of Lingjian sect changed his face.
"Wang Xiaojian!"
"Brother in law!"
Boom!
They made a terrified sound, but the sound did not fall. A bright golden light energy engulfed Wang Xiaojian''s body and then exploded.
The whole plain was like a bomb.
The plain and the mountains were shaking violently.
In the roaring sound, the earth vibrates.
Thunder attribute energy, vanishes, and then turns into shock wave, swept away.
The grass and trees fly and the earth crumbles.
The five high-rise bodies of Chunyang gate were lifted upside down by the majestic energy and retreated by dozens of Zhang.
But their eyes are bright.
The old faces were full of excitement.
When their strongest killing move "Coronation beheading" was cut down, they saw that Wang Xiaojian did not evade.
His body was cut by five Dao gang.
What''s more, Qiu Shengjie''s golden sword, which is more powerful than "Sun coronal chopping life", also hit his body.
He''s dead!
The surging shock wave is still spreading.
The five people, including Yang Feng, the head of Chunyang gate, were exhilarated and showed a ferocious smile on their faces.
The strong light has not disappeared, but they seem to have seen Wang Xiaojian, smashed to pieces. At this moment, their hearts are happy.
Revenge!
Finally, revenge!
"Zhenghou state!"
At the foot of the mountain, the warrior sent out a cry of pain.
At that moment, they saw with their own eyes, when Yang Feng with four Chunyang door experts, sneak attack from behind.
Wang Xiaojian didn''t dodge and was beheaded.
All of Qiu Shengjie''s swordsmanship has been killed by Wang Xiaojian.
Wang Xiaojian is the cultivation of Nine Star King Wu.
However, in their eyes, even if the nine star king of martial arts is strong, flesh and blood, it is also difficult to resist, so strong killing moves.
They also think that Wang Xiaojian has fallen!
"Brother in law!"
Xiao Qiao, who is using the magic method to fight with the disciples of Chunyang sect, has a pale face.
She wailed, tears of pain welled up in her big beautiful eyes.
Although she is using the magic method to kill the enemy.
However, they are also paying attention to Wang Xiaojian''s battle.
She saw with her own eyes that Wang Xiaojian was killed by five terrible knives.
She felt that Wang Xiaojian was more dangerous than lucky.
"Wang Xiaojian!"
Chu Jianyun of lingjianzong and Jingyang, the elder, are fighting against the powerful King Wu of Chunyang gate.
At this moment, their bodies were also shocked.
They opened their eyes one after another and looked at the bright light on the other side of Wang Xiaojian.
The bright light has not yet dissipated.
However, they just like to see Wang Xiaojian fall.
My heart began to grieve.
On the plain, all the fighting stopped.
The disciples of Chunyang sect have turned their heads.
Looking at the big group of energy, their faces, showing a happy, as well as gas smile.
The disciples of Lingjian sect also looked at the past, and their expressions became painful.
This is their uncle.
It''s the pride of lingjianzong, but now, dead?!
A disciple of Lingjian sect, he made a sad cry.
"Dead?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Chunyangmen Mountain Gate Square, suddenly spread a burst of laughter.
It''s Han Hao, the third son of jindiao gate.
He was handsome, looking up at the spreading energy and laughing.
He laughs, Wang Xiaojian is conceited.
He laughs, obviously is a peerless day arrogant, does not know to converge the edge, finally falls into this kind of end.Broken to pieces, the dead can''t die again.
Since then, there has been no such person.
Naturally, he can no longer be compared with him.
Han Hao''s tears of laughter came down.
In the laughter, his eyes, fell on the gradually dispersed light and smoke above.
Chunyang gate, the five high-level people, including the head of the gate, Yang Feng. At the moment, they are holding a long sword, and their eyes are excited to see the fog gradually dispersed.
They are eager to see Wang Xiaojian, chopped into flesh and mud, and eager to see blood all over the ground.
With the fog and strong light gradually dispersed, it was as if I saw Wang Xiaojian''s broken body.
The smile on their faces is getting stronger and stronger.
However, the next second, they smile, together stiff.
In the field of vision, as expected, Wang Xiaojian''s blood spatter, blood blurred picture, did not appear.
At this moment, a tall and straight body with golden light is standing in the middle of the basin.
It''s a basin, but it''s actually a big pit.
Because the ground under our feet was blown away by the terrible energy.
As the fog cleared.
This glittering golden body, more clearly, presented in front of us.
He was tall and straight, with black hair and a handsome face.
The white clothes on his upper body were broken, but his golden body was intact.
Is this?
Wang Xiaojian!
All around the plain, all the people exclaimed, and then there was an uproar.
On the other hand, the pupils of the five high-rise buildings of Chunyang gate, Qiu Shengjie of the golden carving gate, and Han Hao, the third childe, suddenly contract their pupils.
They trembled and almost fell.
Wang Xiaojian?!
How can it be, it''s Wang Xiaojian?
How can he be alive after he has been hit by death?
Wang Xiaojian''s black hair is flying and his body is full of gold.
He also holds a green can in his hand.
He raised his head and drank the sprite in the can into his stomach.
Immediately, he threw away, step by step, and came out of the pit.
In a pair of shock, excited, incredible eyes, Wang Xiaojian out of the pit.
He had a silver sword in his hand.
He, scornful of all eyes, fell on the five high-level body of Chunyang gate, then raised the corners of his mouth, handsome face, showing a mocking expression.
"This is Chunyang gate of spicy chicken, sneaking on your grandfather?"
"Go to hell."
Wang Xiaojian''s light mouth is like being struck by lightning.
He locked the eyes of five high-level people in Chunyang gate, and shot out a cold killing opportunity.
He is like a god of death, with a sickle in his hand, gazing at those who are about to be taken to hell by him.
The word "death" is prominent. Wang Xiaojian''s killing opportunity is awe inspiring. When the sword is fired, a shadow is left on the spot and shot out abruptly.
The wine will be served!
will be served