Facing Yang Feng's angry eyes at Chunyang gate, Wang Xiaojian was not afraid at all. With a smile, he said in a loud voice: "Yang Feng, your son is not dead. How can I possibly die. Besides, how did you name him impotence. How much hatred can you give your son such a name? Is he your own

Wang Xiaojian was so angry that he didn't pay his life. He not only scolded Yang Wei, but also questioned Yang Feng whether Yang Wei was his own.

His voice fell, Yang Feng and Yang Weiqi shivered all over, at the same time, a clear voice sounded in his mind.

"Ding! Congratulations on the success of the host mockery. King points + 6! "

"Ding! Congratulations to the mocking object of host Qi, shivering all over, completing a beautiful taunt. King points + 28! "

"Ha ha ha..."

Around, I think of the laughter from the disciples of the spirit sword sect.

Wang Xiaojian smiles.

He just followed Chu Jianyun and came to Chunyang gate for revenge and helped Xiao Qiao improve his cultivation.

I didn't expect it. It's great to earn points.

Of course, Wang Xiaojian is cool.

Chunyang gate is not happy.

The disciples of Chunyang sect are filled with righteous indignation.

Yang Wei, the young master of Chunyang gate, and Yang Feng, the master of Chunyang gate, trembled.

Facing Wang Xiaojian, the head of the gate, Yang Feng, was furious. In his eyes, he spurted out angry flames.

Yang Wei clenched his fist and clenched his teeth. With a terrible intent of killing, he pointed to Wang Xiaojian and said, "you bastard, you dare to mock me. It's really brave of you. Today, I must have killed you and broken you to pieces

"But, this young master, don't kill nobody, take your name!"

Yang Wei's body burst out a killing machine.

However, Wang Xiaojian, fearless, smiles and looks at Yang Wei with a sharp light in his eyes and says, "my name is Wang Xiaojian."

Wang Xiaojian!

Red rabbit horse, Wang Xiaojian a white clothes, black hair flying.

He had only a few simple words, but his fierce momentum shocked Yang Wei.

The disciples of Chunyang gate, as well as the warriors at the foot of the mountain, all made a cry of surprise.

Although they have not seen Wang Xiaojian himself, they have obviously heard of the name.

At the beginning, because of the marriage given by the emperor of Xia, the name of Xiaojian, the first day of Xia Kingdom, spread throughout the whole Xia state, and shocked the whole world of martial arts.

However, it is not clear what happened later.

I only heard that Wang Xiaojian, in order to avenge his master, seized the "regime" of dongxiamen, and renamed dongxiamen into xiaojianmen.

Yang Wei's face also showed a surprised expression. Looking at the unruly youth in front of him, he said again: "Wang Xiaojian? Are you xiaojianmen Wang Xiaojian? "

With a smile, Wang Xiaojian said, "you still have some knowledge. You know my little Jianmen and my name. Yes, I'm wang Xiaojian, and I'm proud of the first day. Besides, I am still a fragrant man. "

Yang Weiyi Zheng, of course, is the first day of Xia's name, very loud.

It is said that no one of his peers is equal to him.

However, Wang Xiaojian's arrogant appearance made him very unhappy.

Yang Wei sneered and said, "it's just a disciple of a third class school. It's good to say that I'm proud of the first day.". Even if you are invincible to your peers, but you and I are four years apart, you are still not my opponent

Yang Wei sent out disdain and said that Wang Xiaojian was not his opponent.

But all of a sudden, he frowned at Wang Xiaojian and said, "what do you mean you are a fragrant man? Who is the fragrance in your mouth

In full view of the public, Yang and Wang Xiaojian confront each other.

Wang Xiaojian didn't care at all. Yang Wei looked down on himself and decided to give him a critical blow. He said with a smile, "the fragrance in my mouth is of course Chu Ningxiang, the third princess of Lingjian clan. She's my wife. "

"Yang Wei, I know that you are infatuated with my fragrant wife. But my fragrant wife, how noble, and how can you like this impotent thing? "

"Impotence, fragrance is mine. You may not be the son of Yang Feng. You are not worthy of her. You give up. You'll never get a chance in your life. "

Wang Xiaojian was so angry that he didn't pay for his life. He said, "fragrance is mine.".

He also called Yang Wei impotent, and said that Yang Wei may not be Yang Feng's own.

His voice fell, and Yang Wei's body was shocked. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, Wang Xiaojian's mind, sounded a crisp voice.

"Ding! Congratulations on the success of the host mockery. King points + 6! "

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for spitting blood and completing a taunt. The king points + 38! "

"Hahaha ~"

"Yang Wei vomited blood."

"My uncle is so powerful that he vomited blood from the young master of Chunyang gate."

"Yes, it is. Ha ha... "The disciples of Lingjian sect laughed.

An elder of the spirit sword sect, the master of the hall, had a smile on his face.

Chu Jianyun and great elder Jing Yang are gratified.

Although, Wang Xiaojian's way of speaking is very strange. It's totally different from the way they handle things.

However, a change of person, absolutely can not play such an effect.

Chu Jianyun and elder Jing Yang clearly feel that after Wang Xiaojian vomited Yang weiqi, the spirit sword sect's morale is greatly improved.

Daqiao, Diao Chan, Wang Zhaojun and Bai Junqi blush for Wang Xiaojian's impotence.

However, in the heart, it is very cathartic.

Just now, Yang Wei, the young master of Chunyang gate, was so angry with the master of Chu.

Even they couldn't get angry with the sarcasm.

Now, Wang Xiaojian has returned, and he has vomited Yang Weiqi's blood.

Only Xiao Qiao blinked his big eyes and looked at Wang Xiaojian curiously. He didn't know what impotence meant.

At the foot of chunyangmen mountain, people who came to see the excitement also couldn't help laughing.

Even though, many of them stand on the side of Chunyang gate, they laugh because of Wang Xiaojian's "impotence".

At the same time, these gourd warriors are also very confused.

They don't understand why Yang Feng, the head of Chunyang gate, wanted to give his son such a name.

Is it true, as Wang Xiaojian conjectures, that he is not his own?!

"Little Lord, little master, are you ok?"

"Well, you're not, are you?"

Seeing that Yang Wei vomited blood, a disciple of Chunyang sect helped him in a hurry and asked with concern.

The sect leader Yang Feng glared at Wang Xiaojian and helped Yang Wei's hand.

But Yang Wei pushed them away.

Yang Wei glared at Wang Xiaojian with hatred in his eyes. His eyes were fierce, and his body was full of terrible ferocity.

He was humiliated by the thought of ridicule from all around him.

He wanted to kill Wang Xiaojian very much. His hatred for Wang Xiaojian could not be washed away even if he poured out all over the world.

However, he did not know what he thought of. Suddenly he turned around and said to his father, Yang Wei, who is the master of the gate: "Dad, am I your own child?"

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