Super Sneering System

"Today, I will extinguish Chunyang gate."

Wang Xiaojian's words are calm, but the people present are shocked.

A high-rise man of Chunyang gate opened his eyes.

He even said that it would destroy Chunyang gate.

They stare at Wang Xiaojian and want to know where he comes from.

Why do you open your mouth and say, "destroy his pure Yang gate!

But they were disappointed.

They can't see through Wang Xiaojian.

Yang Feng, the head of Chunyang gate, with his beard raised, he angrily drank at Wang Xiaojian and said, "Wang Xiaojian, do you dare to say that you want to destroy my Chunyang gate?"

With a smile, Wang Xiaojian said, "Yang Feng, you are an evil pen. I've said everything. Do you dare me. Of course I dare! "

"However, heaven has a good life, and I am not a man who kills innocent people indiscriminately. Today I just want to kill you bitches. Other people who have nothing to do with this matter should get out of the way. If you don't want to die, get out of the way. "

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

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, so that the target of ridicule is filled with righteous indignation, and the king's score will be + 18. "

The clear voice rings, Wang Xiaojian is light and easy, and earned points again.

Yang Feng smell speech fury, he was actually a suckling boy, scolded a fool.

However, what makes him even more angry is that the latter words.

Wang Xiaojian let other Chunyang disciples get out of the way.

Although Wang Xiaojian says something in his mouth, heaven has a good life. As long as he retreats, he will not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

However, in the ears of the headmaster Yang Feng, this is ridicule and also to sow dissension!

Because, after Wang Xiaojian finished speaking, he clearly heard the whispers of Chunyang disciples from the back of the square.

These disciples, shaken by Wang Xiaojian's words, seem to want to retreat in order to avoid the impending robbery.

The head of the sect, Yang Feng, looked cold and hummed: "all the disciples of Chunyang sect are born from Chunyang sect, and death is the ghost of Chunyang sect. Today, if anyone does not obey the orders of this seat. One day, I will punish his nine clans

Yang Feng exuded a terrible ferocity.

He was full of murderous words, so that a disciple of Chunyang sect was shocked and did not dare to retreat.

Immediately, Yang Feng looked at Wang Xiaojian again and said with a sneer: "Wang Xiaojian, you shameless boy, dare to sow dissension. You say you want to destroy my Chunyang gate. I'll watch. How can you destroy my door? "

"Big elder, take all the Deacon elders you belong to and kill Wang Xiaojian!"

"The rest of the disciples, listen to my orders, and immediately kill all the people of Lingjian sect."

"Today, I want the blood of Lingjian sect to dye the plain red. Today, I want all the people of Xia state to know that Chunyang gate is the strongest sect in Xia state. After today, there will be no spirit sword sect! "

"Kill!"

The headmaster Yang Feng is full of anger.

He disregarded the dying young master Yang Wei and vice master Yang Kuo.

He didn't even want the image of the famous and decent Chunyang sect, so he didn't care about them.

Yang Kuo is dead. He can make another son as the young master.

If a brother dies, it's better.

He gave a big drink and gave the order to kill.

Suddenly, in the square, there was a loud cry of killing.

"Kill Wang Xiaojian!"

"Kill lingjianzong, kill!"

Kill!

The elder Feng Muyang, with four powerful deacon elders, took the lead.

They were so fast that they killed Wang Xiaojian.

Behind them, more than 20000 Chunyang disciples were killed from the Mountain Gate Square under the leadership of the elders and hall leader of Chunyang gate.

The momentum of all the people, gathered together, turned into a thick cloud, full of killing opportunities, head-on.

On the plain, the wind blows Wang Xiaojian's clothes and black hair.

His handsome face, also burst out a strong killing machine, voice cold way, "a group of mobs, also want to kill this king. In the system, Diao Chan, Zhaojun, Daji, Mengqi, Luban and Huangzhong are all involved

"Ding! no problem. Host. "

"Ding! Consume 60 points! "

"Ding! Diao Chan joined the advanced team building mode. The current number of team members is three. "

"Ding! Wang Zhaojun joined the senior team building mode. The current number of team members is four. "

"Ding! Daji joined the advanced team building mode. The current number of teams is five. "

"Ding! Mengqi joined the advanced team building mode. The current team size is six. "

"Ding! Luban No.7 joined the advanced team building mode. The current team size is seven. "

"Ding! Huang Zhong joined the advanced team building mode. The current team size is eight. "

In my mind, there were bursts of clear sound.With the help of the system, Wang Xiaojian quickly organized Diao Chan, Zhaojun, Daji, Mengqi, Luban and Huangzhong into the team.

Then, his black hair danced wildly, and his handsome face showed a bold and uninhibited smile.

"Master Chu, do it!"

Wang Xiaojian decisively preached to Chu Jianyun's divine consciousness. Then, in full view of the public, and under the gaze of Yang Feng, he raised his sword in his hand and killed Yang Que and Yang Wei.

Immediately, his body was like an off-line arrow, which shot at Feng Muyang, the great elder of Chunyang gate, and the four powerful deacon elders who rushed with him.

Behind the five elders are more than 20000 Chunyang disciples.

They sent out a terrible killing machine, gathered together, like thick clouds, covered the whole mountain at the foot of the plain, so that the sky hung a fishy wind.

The five elders were holding swords, and their old faces were full of murders.

When approaching Wang Xiaojian, it belongs to Chunyang sect, and it works to the extreme in the body.

Their bodies, like a flame of real gas, poured into the hands of the big knife, so that the big knife shot several feet long awn.

Then, he cut through the air and chopped Wang Xiaojian.

"Lizi Wang Xiaojian, die! Pay for my life

Feng Muyang, the great elder of Chunyang gate, roared like thunder.

His eyes, gushing with anger.

The four elders around him were separated. All the sabre Qi was locked in Wang Xiaojian, blocking him in all directions, making him unable to hide.

The intertwined blade had not fallen on Wang Xiaojian, but it seemed that he had been burned to ashes.

"You are the dead!"

Wang Xiaojian tongue burst thunder, bright eyes, shot out more fierce light.

He didn't bring out his sword, but his fist was suddenly clenched and burst out with dazzling golden light.

A blow of thunder!

The Qi in Wang Xiaojian's body moves quickly and displays the killing moves of Qinglei fist.

He hit it with one blow, and the sound of thunder came out of the air.

With the blessing of the cultivation of the Nine Star King Wu, the golden Qi turned into a huge lightning fist, which hit the five red swords fiercely.