Chapter 1214

Wang Xian had a good impression on the young people with shabby clothes.

He had given Leng haocang's golden water Kendo to him and saved his life. He knelt down for an hour in the direction of Jianfu.

He could feel the nature of the young man.

In addition, he promised Leng haocang to find him a successor, and let him carry forward the golden water sword.

Although Leng haocang is a dead man.

Under all kinds of circumstances, Wang Xian decided to move.

His palm moved slightly, and in his hand appeared a long sword, a long black sword.

The long sword is extremely profound. This sword is a non attribute sword. In the same level, the value of this sword is the lowest.

But this sword is most suitable for Wang Xian.

The name of the sword is Wumo, which is made of no magic stone. It is a long sword of the second level in the cave that Wang Xian got from the sword house.

"Escape, still want to escape? I'd like to see where you're going

Meng Shaoqin saw the old general's shabby clothes and the young man's escape blocked. His face showed an excited look, and his face was bleak and cold.

"Shao Qin, what's going on?"

The middle-aged man standing on the kilometer sized terror wind sword glanced at the shabby youth and asked.

"Old clan, this guy killed a lot of our Meng people, and even banbudongxu and three extraordinary ninth level people died in his hands!"

"What he holds in his hand is a weapon at the level of hole void, or a nine level practitioner with double attributes of gold and water. We must not let him escape!"

Meng Shaoqin bowed to the middle-aged and said in a hurry.

As he spoke, more than 200 members of the Meng people surrounded them in the central position.

"What? The double attribute cultivator has reached the extraordinary nine levels

Meng Shaoqin's words even the old men of the Meng nationality showed a surprised look, and his eyes were shocked at the shabby young people.

It was the first time for him to meet such a young and evil genius.

This talent, 100% can be called Tianjiao.

"Let him be gifted and evil, let him be gorgeous, and before he grows up, he is looking for death if he dares to provoke the Meng people."

Behind came a cold voice, an old man slowly flew over, the breath dead locked in the center of the shabby youth.

"If you dare to kill our Meng people, whatever their genius, they will die!"

"Yes, he must die today. No one can save him."

Around some young men of the Meng nationality, their eyes full of murderous look at the shabby clothes of the youth.

"As long as you don't grow up, you will be weak after all."

Zhou Yanmei stares at him coldly in the eyes, murmurs in the mouth.

Everyone around me sighed slightly when they saw this scene.

Genius and Tianjiao can not be called strong before they grow up.

Standing in the middle of the shabby clothes, the young man's face was full of bitterness and helplessness. Slowly, his face showed a resolute look.

He held the sword in his hands tightly. He did not speak and remained silent.

This is a decision.

"Let me kill a peerless Tianjiao with my own hands!"

Standing on the kilometer sword, the middle-aged man said slowly. The big sword under his body dissipated, and a long blue sword appeared in his hand.

"It's an honor for you to die under my sword with one sword!"

He looked at the shabby young man with plain face.

"Ha ha, is it too much for a clan to bully an unfortunate guy?"

It's just when the Meng people are ready to do it!

Just in the old clothes ready for temporary defense!

A voice, suddenly, resounded through the whole area.

Abrupt voice, make everybody slightly a Leng, the face shows the look of astonishment.

Even the two strong men around him who were weak in the first level were also full of surprise.

At this time, who dares to say such a thing?

What's more, it's so young to hear this voice. Is it a boy who knows nothing about life and death?

However, several young people beside Wang Xian were staring at him in shock.

Wang Xian has a smile on his face. People around him can't see his smile. They can only see his simulated black mask, covering his face.

He walked slowly towards the central position, with no magic sword in his hand, and looked at all the Meng people.

"Where are you coming from?"

A strong man in the half step cave of the Meng nationality looks at Wang Xian coldly, his eyes twinkle with murderous spirit.

"People who don't know how to live or die may not be me!"

Wang Xian still light said, pace continue to walk toward the front, full of breeze and clouds.

Surrounded by the central Castle Peak, the shabby youth heard Wang Xian's voice, and his body couldn't help shaking.

He stared at Wang Xian with wide eyes and excitement.

This figure, slowly overlaps with a shadow in my mind."Yes, it is, it is..."

he murmured with excitement.

Wang Xian heard his subtle voice and glanced lightly, followed by all the men of the Meng nationality.

"I will save his life."

Bland with no doubt voice, again into everyone's ears.

"What kind of thing are you, playing tricks!"

When Meng Shaoqin heard Wang Xian's words, he looked at him with embarrassment.

All the men of the Mencius also looked down slowly, staring at the masked Wang Xian.

"Who is this? I want to keep that young man! "

"To hear his voice so young, if you want to keep that young man, you need to have the strength to deal with the two powerful men of the Meng nationality. Obviously, such a young voice can't be possessed!"

Around a crowd looking at Wang Xian indifferent to come over, full face surprised whispered.

"I see you want to die with him!"

The blue sword in the hands of the middle-aged men of the Meng nationality makes a gentle stroke and sends out a sound of wind. He stares at Wang Xian coldly.

"Ha ha, try it!"

Wang Xian looked at a group of Meng people and laughed: "kill it

Kill!

As soon as Wang Xian's last killing word falls down, the magic sword in his hand is directly waved to the two powerful men of the first rank.

Water sword!

Wear the golden sword!

The powerful golden water Kendo attacks them in an instant.

"Looking for death!"

The faces of the two men of the first rank of the cave void of the Meng nationality are murderous. The sword in their hands is directly facing them.

At the moment of their attack, Wang Xian's attack did not stop.

Really. Sword rain!

True. Sword rain, range attack!

The magic sword in Wang Xian's hand pointed to the sky. In an instant, strange clouds of gold and blue condensed in the sky.

"Sonorous, sonorous!"

In the strange clouds covering two kilometers around, the sword rain directly and directly shoots out, concentrating on attacking a group of Meng people.

"What? He really dares to fight against so many powerful men of the Meng nationality

"His attack is very strong. Back off, let's get back!"

The huge clouds have covered many people around them. They are shocked that Wang Xian really dares to fight against the Meng people, but they are also afraid of the strange clouds in the sky.

All of them, quickly toward the distance to hide.

Next, there may be a battle between the strong in the hole!

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