Chapter 721 (2/2)

Cold voice, with the wind of the plain, spread.

Immediately, Yue Hong and Wei Qing, the red line between the necks of the two elders, spread to the extreme, forming a closed loop at the neck.

Poof!

Blood gushed.

Two heads, soaring into the sky.

There was a look of panic on the faces of the two heads.

However, two lost their heads of the body, but slowly fell down, full of blood.

Then, Wang Xiaojian's mind, sounded a passionate voice.

FirstBlood!

DoubleKill!

”Ding! Congratulations to the host on completing the first drop of blood, King's score + 10! ”

”Ding! Congratulations to the host on completing the second attack. The king points + 20! ”

”Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing one star King Wu, experience + 1000000! ”

”Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing one star King Wu, experience + 1000000! ”

”Ding! Congratulations on Xiao Qiao's promotion. He is now a five-star general! ”“……”

The sound was clear and crisp.

From afar, Xiao Qiao, sitting on a horse with Wang Zhaojun, suddenly rolled up a promotion light on her delicate body.

Little Joe's breath, strong at this moment.

Her porcelain doll like, delicate snow-white, and lovely face, showing the expression of doubt and surprise.

Then, she was shocked and grateful, looking back at her Wang Xiaojian.

At the same time, a disciple of Chunyang sect showed a startled expression.

Looking at the head, as well as the gushing blood, some of them were frightened to lie on the ground.

A second ago, they were still waiting excitedly. Wang Xiaojian was killed and ready to give out cheers of celebration.

But now, they are like ducks with their necks pinched. They can't say a word with their mouths wide open.

On their faces, there was an expression of shock.

This is Chunyang gate two powerful king of Wu, so Wang Xiaojian killed.

In shock and awe, many people are confused.

In their roaring minds, there was only one voice.

That is --

How can it be possible?!

Don't talk about the ordinary disciples of Chunyang sect.

Even at the top of Chunyang gate, his eyes were wide open and his face was full of unbelievable expressions.

Two strong one star King Wu go to kill a young man, but they are killed by this young man with one sword?!

Looking at the red, and flowing blood.

And the bloody head that streaked the parabola in the air and finally rolled to the ground.

Many people, suspicions are dreaming.

An unrealistic dream!

However, it is not over.

Wang Xiaojian holds the qingyangxuan sword with black hair flying.

When the disciples of Chunyang sect opened their mouths one by one, Wang Xiaojian drew a scornful arc around his mouth and said, ”is this the strength of the Chunyang sect elder? It's too weak!”

The tone of scorn, with a sneer.

At the moment of the sound, the door master Yang Feng side, an elder body suddenly a shock.

They recovered from the shock, and then their different faces showed unprecedented anger.

Also at the same time, Wang Xiaojian's mind, rang out bursts of crisp voice.

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

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

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

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

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

“……”

”Ding! Congratulations to the host on completing the beautiful group mockery, King points + 88! ”