Chapter 137 The King is coming (third!)

A group of fifty-three, a teenager walked in the center, followed by an old man.

The teenager smiled and easily swept everyone in front.

When he saw an old man lying on the ground, the smile on his face sank slightly.

The banquet of the entire martial arts scene was silent, and everyone looked at a group of people coming forward.

"Who is coming, dare to let go in the family villa!"

A Jiangcheng warrior turned his eyes and immediately shouted loudly.

He wants to please his family!

"A group of people are small and dare to let go in this house!"

The master of the ancient family of the ancient Wu family also pleaded loudly.

Come, naturally, Wang Xian and Longmen.

His eyes glanced at everyone around him and walked slowly toward Xue Lao.

"I didn't expect you to dare to come, I thought you would be a tortoise."

The hurricane saw Wang Xian lead a group of people, his eyes glanced, his face showing a faint smile.

For all the people he brought, the hurricane did not pay attention to it. Instead, I felt that this was interesting.

"The time is just eight o'clock. I thought I was on time. I didn't expect it to be advanced. It was really, don't follow the time!"

Wang Xian faintly swept through the so-called hurricane of the wind in the school, came to Xue Lao's side, and squatted down!

"Wang Xianxiao brother, you are coming, be careful, be at home, they, they are too strong!"

Xue Lao saw Wang Xian, opened his eyes, and his pale face was filled with despair and said to him.

"Don't worry, Xue Lao, give it to me!"

Wang Xian’s palm was placed in Xue’s body, and he was treated directly with dragon gas.

Xue Lao's limbs were abolished, and Dantian was abolished. For a warrior, this life is completely exhausted.

But this is not a big deal for Wang Xian.

A strong dragon directly repaired all the injuries on him.

Xue Lao's injury recovered quickly, his face changed slightly, and he looked at Wang Xian.

Wang Xian smiled at him and slowly lifted him up.

Xue Lao’s injury is due to his sake, but it’s not too late.

Injury, he can heal, hurt him, or...

"Good, very powerful medical skills, no wonder even the saints of the saints are defeated in your hands!"

The hurricane saw that Xue Lao actually stood up and his eyes lit up: "Now give you a chance to make a sin, surrender to my family, I can forgive your rudeness and arrogance, let go of your friends and relatives!"

He said, looking down on Wang Xian, who is condescending, has a strong self-confidence.

The hurricane stared at him as if the hunter was watching the prey. As the pride of the sky, he did not regard Wang Xian as an opponent.

Wang Xian looked at the face with a smile, this hurricane is really confident to arrogance.

"Xue Lao, who were you injured?"

Wang Xian did not pay attention to the hurricane and asked Xue Lao.

"Study with a warrior from the family and was abolished."

Xue’s face showed a bitter bitterness. After all, he was abolished by the same level of warrior.

"Let's learn?"

Wang Xian looked at everyone in the family: "If you like to learn from each other, then let's learn from my people and let me see the home of the king!"

"Haha, boy, I see you are really toasting, not eating and drinking, I have given you a chance. If you make me angry, the consequences are not what you bear!"

The hurricane saw Wang Xian ignoring himself and said with a sullen face.

"Kid, you are the one who can make you alive without us."

"Old, as long as you make a order, we will abolish this group of arrogant guys!"

A family of warriors ordered their lives and shouted at Wang Xian.

The ancient air swayed and waved, and the voices of all the warriors around immediately stopped and did not dare to speak.

"You are offended by the disciples of our saints, not the children who are in our eyes!"

Gu Gukong stared at Wang Xianyuan and asked.

"My friend is hurting you!" Wang Xian did not answer, and also stared at the ancient empty space.

"The one who offended our family, this is the end!"

The ancient air said plainly.

"Good, since you like to play like this, then I will play with you like this."

Wang Xian nodded coldly and glanced around the cold and said: "Who hurts my friend, fight out!"

"It’s your uncle, boy, you healed once, I can take it aside, and provoke us to be at home, this is the end!"

The middle-aged cold battle with Xue Lao said to Wang Xian, and looked at Xue Lao with disdain.

"Very good, then learn from each other!"

Wang Xian recruited and waved, and a dragon man strode out.

"Warrior level seven, magic thirteen!" Long people stared at the middle-aged.

"Haha, well, challenge us to be home, interesting and interesting."

When Gu Gukong saw that Wang Xian had sent people to give them a slap in the face, he laughed: "If this is the case, come and play with them!"

The middle-aged man smiled coldly and squatted toward the ancient air. He stared up at the devil 13: "I will abolish you!"

"From the battle between Yubei Yun and Xue Lao, the Yubei Cloud is already the peak of the seven-level military, and even can enter the eight-level military. The practice of cultivation is very powerful. The seven-level is almost invincible. The young man dares to challenge and find death. the behavior of!"

"Who is that young boy, dare to provoke a family, and dare to come today, really come to die!"

"This kid didn't come over just now. He didn't see the greatness of his family. Now it's like a jumping clown. Even learning a family, in a way of learning, hehe, it's ridiculous!"

A group of people around him stared at Wang Xian with disdain. The newborn calf was not afraid of the tiger, but if he dared to challenge the tiger, the ending would be very tragic.

Wang Xian listened to the discussion around him and saw the look of middle-aged arrogance. His face showed a slapstick look.

"boom!"

Just as everyone was screaming and waiting for the Thirteen to be cruel, the figure of the devil thirteen moved.

He exudes a faint black air, like a wild beast, and swiftly attacks toward the middle age.

"A little strength!"

Middle-aged slightly squinted, he clenched his fist and greeted directly!

"Rubbish!"

"boom!"

A faint voice rang on the martial arts stage, followed by a dull voice.

The middle-aged family flew out at a horrible speed, and in the air, he could even see the chest he had sunken.

"bump!"

The middle-aged family fell heavily on a table and did not move.

"How can this be!"

The shocked look on the faces of the people around him, you know, the middle age of the family is the existence of the seven-level peak of the military, and was actually killed by the same level!

This is incredible!

"Kid, you dare to lie to us, find death!"

Yan Zhongyuan saw his own ethnic group being killed in an instant, and his face showed an angry look.

He will not believe that the thirteenth is only the seventh level of the warrior, the seventh level of the warrior, and it is absolutely impossible to kill.

(End of this chapter)