Wang Xiaojian's handsome face showed a sneer.

He looked disgusted at the bottom of his eyes and said to the strong man of Yunxiao Dao gate, "when did you become a subsidiary of my magic heaven palace?"

The strongmen of Yunxiao Dao sect were stunned one after another.

The sect leader Mo Chen Zhao was stunned, and then smiled flatteringly at Wang Xiaojian and said, "Lord of the palace, you're really kidding. You invited us to be affiliated to the demon heaven palace. Don't you remember?"

"At the beginning, I discussed with the elders in the door and was willing to become a subsidiary of the demon heaven palace."

The door Master said.

A senior elder behind him was very excited.

One of them beamed.

He is the new third elder of Yunxiao Dao sect. His name is Mohu.

He opened his mouth and said: "Lord of the palace, speaking of it, we don't do it this time, but also to preserve our strength for sealing the demon heaven palace..."

"We are a subsidiary of the magic heavenly palace. If we lose, it is the loss of the magic heavenly palace."

"This is also from the overall situation."

He said to seal the demon heaven palace.

Surprised the people under the sky.

But the voice did not fall, "hiss", and the head of the ink fox flew out directly.

what?

The strongmen of Yunxiao daomen were shocked.

Mo Chen Zhao's face also showed a surprised look.

But when Wang Xiaojian disagreed, he killed their three elders?

"Palace master, what do you... What do you mean?"

Mo Chenzhao was frightened, a kind of foreboding, which made him sweat on his forehead and flow down his face.

Wang Xiaojian sneered and said, "Mo Chenzhao, I really wanted to recruit Yunxiao Dao gate, but unexpectedly, Yunxiao Dao gate has rotted to the bone."

"I'd rather destroy such a sect than let it become a subsidiary of my demon heaven palace."

"Because you don't deserve it."

Wang Xiaojian's voice fell and another sword cut off.

With a hiss, Mohong's neck was broken and his body fell from the air.

Then his eyes turned to Mo Chen Zhao and others.

Mo Chenzhao and the high-level officials of Yunxiao Dao sect were immediately frightened.

"Palace master, what are you going to do..."

"Kill you!"

Wang Xiaojian said faintly, and the sword in his hand was cut out again.

Hiss!

It's impossible to resist.

With the sound of the sword cutting flesh and blood.

The head of the sect leader Mo Chenzhao flew out directly.

Mo Zhenzhao's head flew in the air, and his face was full of fear.

He couldn't believe that he was the head of Yunxiao Dao sect and died like this.

A feeling of regret rose in his heart.

Mingming is the strongest sect in Yunxiao Dao domain, but he abandoned the whole Yunxiao Dao domain in order to make a living.

But it's no use regretting again.

His body fell and his soul fell into endless darkness.

Die with Mo Zhenzhao.

Every strongman of Yunxiao daomen was frightened.

"Run!"

"Go back to the array..."

“……”

Bursts of sound sounded.

These high-level officials of Yunxiao Dao sect bully the weak, bully men and women, extort and plunder, and almost do all kinds of evil.

However, when they meet people who are stronger and more domineering than them, they only have fear.

They tried to escape into the formation.

But their figure has just moved.

Sword lights flashed through the air.

With a hissing sound.

The heads of a high-level and strong man of Yunxiao daomen all flew out.

The people behind him, looking at all this, were surprised and relieved.

Wang Xiaojian didn't stop.

He flew to the cloud knife gate, shrouded in fog.

Then he pointed out.

Boom!

The energy finger hit the big array, and the whole array collapsed quickly.

"Lord of the palace, spare your life!"

"Lord of the palace, spare your life!"

There are many strong players in the array.

Previously, they saw the scene outside through the mystery of the array.

They watched with their own eyes the sect leader Mo Chenzhao and a strong man being killed.

They also heard that Wang Xiaojian said he would kill them.

They were afraid and all begged for mercy from Wang Xiaojian.

Wang Xiaojian looked at all this and had no mercy in his eyes.

Hua Mulan came to Wang Xiaojian and said, "Sir, did you kill them all?"

"Wu Zun's accomplishments and above were all killed."

Wang Xiaojian's faint opening was like the judgment of God.

Wu Zun, as well as Wu Shengqiang, became frightened one after another.

But fear is useless.

Mulan's eyes were cold and she shot directly.

The willow leaf flying sword in her hand shot out. Wherever she passed, the strong and powerful people died one after another and died constantly.

The scream spread to every corner of the cloud knife door.

"Palace master, we are not from Yunxiao Dao sect. Please be merciful."

"Palace master, we are willing to join the demon heaven palace to serve the palace master!"

“……”

Above the sky, there is a strong warrior who is locked by the smell of Mulan.

They begged Wang Xiaojian for mercy in fear.

But Wang Xiaojian said coldly, "I don't dare to fight against the devil. What's the use of my sealing the devil's pulse?"

"Mulan, kill them!"

"Yes, my Lord!"

Hua Mulan opens his mouth, his eyes are full of killing machines, and the willow leaf flying sword shoots out again.

Where I passed, blood was spilled, and a strong man fell one after another

A day later.

Wu Zun and those above Wu Sheng were all killed.

All the people below Wu Zun were dissolved and expelled from the mountains.

The cloud knife gate was destroyed.

Wang Xiaojian stood on the sky.

Beside him are Wang Zhaojun, Diao Chan, Yang Yuhuan, Xiao Qiao, Gong SunLi, sun Shangxiang, MI Yue, Hua Mulan and Shangguan Waner.

Looking at the bodies of the strong men of the Yunxiao Dao Sect on the Yunxiao mountain, Wang Xiaojian asked, "Zhaojun, Diao Chan, is your husband wrong?"

Wang Zhaojun was slightly surprised, then smiled and said, "Wang Xiaojian, you are not wrong. Since these people choose to be moths, they must have the end that moths should have."

Diao Chan said in a charming voice, "Xiao Bu, I heard that the twelve sects of the holy land exist to protect the holy land. But at a critical moment, none of them dare to fight, and I can't see it."

"Yes."

Wang Xiaojian nodded.

He has an unswerving heart of the martial arts and feels that he has done nothing wrong.

The greater the power, the greater the responsibility.

In particular, this sect occupies most of the resources of the whole region.

They should have taken on the responsibility of protecting the whole region.

Otherwise, what's the use.

Yang Yuhuan holds a delicate Pipa in her arms, and her beautiful face is as perfect as an immortal.

She stood beside Wang Xiaojian out of thin air. Her red lips opened gently and said to Wang Xiaojian, "Xiaojian, what about this area?"

"The Yunxiao Dao gate is destroyed. There are no dragons in this area. I'm afraid there will be trouble."

Wang Xiaojian thought for a moment and said, "Yuhuan, this is not a problem. I'll call someone and let him guard the Yunxiao Dao area."

Yang Yuhuan asked curiously, "Xiaojian, who do you want to call?"

Wang Xiaojian didn't answer Yang Yuhuan immediately.

With a movement in his heart, he took out the jade slip of transmission from his arms.

He incorporated divine consciousness into it.

A moment later, Sima Yi's familiar voice came out of the Chuan Yin jade slips.

"Lord, you're getting rid of demons, aren't you?"

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