Chapter 727

"Sorry to be late!"

The voice sounded, and Wang Xian walked towards the banquet hall with a smile on her face.

At this time, Wang Xian had a warm smile on his face. After he was promoted to the immortal God, his momentum was completely introverted.

In the past, his body was attached with a sense of domineering and majesty, and even a trace of evil spirit, now it looks like ordinary people.

Hearing Wang Xian's voice, everyone was slightly stunned and looked at the entrance with consternation.

Looking at Wang Xian with a smile and casual clothes coming in, a group of Jiangcheng warriors showed a trace of surprise in their eyes.

"In the eyes of no longer powerful and powerful, the king has changed."

"That's because the former Dragon King was invincible, but now, he's not stupid. He knows to be restrained!"

"Ha ha, if the Dragon King dare to be as arrogant as before, he will be killed by Xianmen directly!"

Some warriors saw Wang Xian's genial look, and the tension in their eyes relaxed completely. A faint smile appeared on their faces.

"It's OK, it's OK. We're just nagging. There's something to deal with in Xianmen, so... Ha ha!"

The fat middle-aged man was still standing there with a smile and said to Wang Xian.

"Congratulations on the return of the Dragon King. I don't know what's going on with the Dragon King's banquet!"

The old man patting the table sipped the wine lightly and asked Wang Xian.

The rest of the four or five hundred warriors all fell on Wang Xian, with a trace of curiosity in their eyes.

"It's OK. Let me tell you that I'm back!"

Wang Xian went to the front of the banquet, slowly turned his head and said faintly.

"Ha ha!"

His words just finished, fat middle-aged and a few middle-aged elderly mouth slightly cocked up, showing a slight smile.

The rest of the Jiangcheng warriors looked at Wang Xian lightly and did not speak.

Wang Xian looked at this scene, and did not feel too surprised: "today's banquet, mainly tell you, in Jiangcheng, don't disturb me, I don't want to be bothered by some trifles!"

He said, gently raised a glass of red wine in front of the table and motioned to everyone.

All the warriors found that the Dragon King standing in front of him was much weaker than before.

This makes everyone guess that Dragon King of Longmen is afraid of Xianmen.

Some warriors immediately took up their glasses, while others did not move.

Back to the immortal gate, they can ignore the Dragon King!

"Dragon King, we won't bother you, but this is the territory of Ming Wang's Xianmen and puppet Xianmen. We are disciples of Xianmen, and we will obey the orders of Xianmen!"

A middle-aged man raised his glass and said with a smile to Wang Xian.

"Oh

Wang Xian nodded and a dragon man moved behind him.

"Touch, touch!"

In an instant, a violent noise suddenly came.

In the field, the strongest but Danjing, no one can see the figure of the dragon.

"Crash!"

Under everyone's dumbfounded, the middle-aged body flew out, directly smashed the glass of the hotel, and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

The elixir field was abandoned and flew directly from the 15th floor.

Everyone in the banquet hall was stunned, followed by a look of horror on their faces.

"Presumptuous, you dare to attack the disciples of Wang Xianmen of Ming Dynasty. Dragon King..."

the fat middle-aged man's face changed dramatically, pointing to Wang Xian's face embarrassed.

"Click!"

"Ah, you even abandoned my elitist field. My daughter married an elite disciple of Xianmen. You..."

before the fat middle-aged words were finished, he felt that his body was attacked by terror.

Dantian directly broken, big mouth of blood toward the outside spray out.

The body also broke the glass and fell down.

With their constitution, they will not die, but the road of martial arts will be cut off in the future.

Another man flew out.

All of them changed their faces and looked at the smiling youth in front of them.

"He hasn't changed, he hasn't changed!"

All the people in the banquet hall trembled slightly and their brows were covered with cold sweat.

The Dragon King did not fear their status as disciples of the immortal sect.

Those who didn't pick up the glass of martial arts arm a shake, quickly put up before the red wine, full of shock looking at Wang Xian.

The whole banquet hall was quiet for a moment, only thick breathing sound.

They were astonished that the Dragon King, regardless of their status as disciples of the immortal sect, even abandoned them directly.

Wang Xian raised his glass and motioned: "no problem!"

This time, all the Jiangcheng warriors quickly drank all the wine in the glass."No, no, we don't dare to provoke you!"

An old man said in a hurry.

"Yes, that's right. In the future, in Jiangcheng, what do you want to tell us directly?"

Another middle-aged man followed.

Now this smiling Dragon King is exactly the same as before!

Still so unscrupulous!

"Interesting, come uninvited!"

Just then, Wang Xian turned and looked out.

Soldiers wearing thick metal flew directly to this side. In addition to one metal, there was another flying in the sky like a sailboat.

Ten young men were sitting on the sailboat.

"Boom

A group of people directly smashed the glass and entered the banquet hall.

At the same time, the shadows in the dark with pure white light flying towards this side.

A total of seven figures, flying towards this side at a terrible speed.

A middle-aged man with white hair, his white hair is not pale white, the hair is emitting a light light.

Except for a middle-aged man, all the others are young people, including a girl.

The old man in dark gold puppet armor bowed to the middle-aged with white hair, and then turned to look around.

"Why, are you going to listen to him in the future?"

The old man with dark gold puppet armor obviously heard the voice here, and his eyes swept over a group of Jiangcheng aristocratic family warriors around him.

Next to him, seven people with light energy swept around, and their eyes finally fell on Wang Xian's body.

Two of them are full of murderous spirit in their eyes.

"Deacon Zhang, no, no, we... We are also forced by him..."

a group of martial artists of puppet immortal gate changed their faces slightly and said to the old man in a hurry.

When the deacon of Xianmen came, they were relieved.

"Elder Ming!"

Another group of martial arts men in the immortal gate of the Ming Dynasty saw the middle-aged with white hair, and a trace of shock flashed in their eyes.

"Well!"

The middle-aged man nodded coldly, staring at Wang Xian.

"Dragon King of Longmen? Do you know where this is? "

"Ask our Xianmen disciples to come here, and dare to abandon our puppet Xianmen disciples. Now, give me an account!"

Deacon Zhang looked at Wang Xian and said slowly.

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