Chapter 662

Wang Xian was not interested in talking to them or forcing them.

Since they don't leave, stay here.

Nine dragon people of the infant level, their strength and the spirit tools in their hands, struggled against 15 of the same level.

But he's still here. He can end all the fighting in an instant.

Wang Xian made a temporary move. He wanted to see the strength of dragon people and train them.

Five level-12 spirit swords appear in the hand and fly to the void at a terrible speed.

Five spirit swords did not hand, quietly suspended in the void, sending out a terrifying energy.

"The Dragon King is going to start?"

"Oh, my God, nine baby strong people are able to compete with each other's 15 baby strong ones, and the Dragon King's five spirit swords are ready to go!"

"These foreign forces are going to die. The Dragon King is still the Dragon King!"

After Wang Xian's death, a group of martial arts men in the Jianghu showed an excited look on their faces.

They thought that the Dragon King could occupy one or two mountains at most, but they did not expect the power of Longmen to be so terrible.

The Dragon King wants to drive all foreign forces out!

Even, kill them all!

"The Dragon King didn't let us go. Can we practice under the Reiki waterfall?"

A congenital strong person slightly some excited whispers.

Several people on one side nodded slowly: "I don't know what the Dragon King will ask for!"

"It doesn't matter if you want to be a subordinate sect of Longmen. It proves that the whole river and lake are the world of Longmen!"

"Yes, with the power of Dragon King of Longmen, it's easy to unify the whole lake and lake!"

Some martial arts whispered, even those who were born strong also nodded.

At present, even if all martial artists join Longmen, they will not have any opinions.

Even Maogui's three elixirs also looked at each other and nodded silently.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

At this time, five spirit swords in the sky stabbed at a strong person in the dark fire environment.

"Boom

The strong man's face changed greatly: "Dragon King, are you going to fight against us? When the God of fire arrives, you will die without a burial place

"Ha ha, this is the place where you bury your bones. Now, if you want to go, you have to kill the people in Longmen, otherwise, stay in our Chinese territory."

Wang Xian looked at a group of foreign forces lightly, his face was full of playful expression.

"Brother, stab the old man with his spirit sword. He is the old man in yellow clothes. He killed a disciple of the bramble sect just now!"

At this time, Xiao Yu pulled Wang Xian's arm and said to him.

"Good!"

Wang Xian nodded with a smile and looked at the old man in yellow clothes and another infant strongman who did not know which foreign power was besieging a dragon man.

The Dragon man kept retreating and was completely suppressed.

Wang Xian's arm moved, and five spirit swords flew past in an instant.

"Damn it!"

The old man's face changed slightly, and he quickly retreated behind him. With a wave of his hand, the Yellow hand print of tens of meters in size directly hit the five spirit swords.

"Whoosh!"

However, in an instant, the five spirit swords instantly penetrated the palm of his hand. Under the old man's astonished eyes, they directly penetrated his limbs, and the terrible energy was directly and completely smashed!

"Ah

A scream came, the old man's eyes flashed a trace of panic, some scared of five terrible spirit swords.

"How strong!"

"Attack that guy, don't let him control the spirit sword!"

Yin snake group of a strong infant environment roared, a black figure instantly toward Wang Xian!

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

However, in an instant, the five spirit swords turned into thousands of swords, and they all attacked the figure.

"Baga!"

The black shadow looked embarrassed and roared angrily.

"Ah, ah!"

But when tens of thousands of spirit swords were passed through, the black shadow screamed in horror, and his limbs were also pierced by the spirit sword and directly exploded!

Is this? Is this a trick? "

"Play?"

A group of martial arts men in the lake glared at the smiling Dragon King, shaking his body and showing a look of shock in his eyes.

"Is this the result of arrogance in our Chinese field?"

A swordsman in the lake asked blankly.

The four Buddhists of the Dharma saw that one of them was easily abandoned and his pupils shrank.

It was not that they could not be killed, but they were obviously scrapped in a playful way, which made them a little frightened.The four strong men looked at each other, their faces embarrassed.

"We Buddhists do not want to fight with the Dragon King and leave your Chinese realm immediately!"

A strong man of the Buddha cult, with a calm face, growled in a low voice.

"It's late. We are very hospitable in China. Let's go to the earth."

Wang Xian laughed, his eyes full of disdain.

"Come and go if you want. How can you say that we are sick men in East Asia? We're rubbish? "

Xiaoyu snorted coldly, staring with a smile on his face.

A group of powerful foreign forces, hearing Wang Xian's words, fell in their hearts.

However, at this time, the spirit sword in Wang Xian's hand launched an attack again.

After the water sword, which covered four or five kilometers, passed through, four strong infants were abandoned.

"Well, now it's one-on-one. If you can beat my men, you can leave. Don't try to escape!"

Wang Xian's faint voice rang through more than ten kilometers, making a number of top foreign forces embarrassed.

Just in the battle just now, they were shocked to find that the strong people with fierce breath are far more powerful and fierce than them!

Now one on one, they are not rivals at all. If they are not allowed to escape, they will be killed by their opponents!

He's playing with us!

An idea suddenly came out of their hearts and made them high up. They had always brought me from the sky to educate the people in the wilderness. It was like falling down from the clouds!

Embarrassment, anger, fear and despair!

"This is... This is the powerful foreign power that we turn to!"

Below, the faces of those swordsmen who have joined these forces are completely stunned.

Their master is now being played with by the strong men in the river and lake.

"Dragon King of Longmen!"

They trembled slightly, not knowing whether it was fear or hatred!

Six foreign powerful forces and more than a dozen infant environment levels are completely planted in the field they think is the sick man of East Asia.

Planted in the river and lake they call garbage!

"Each faction will save one person's life, let them go back and tell them that China territory will consider the consequences when they come in later!"

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