Chapter 1311 (2/2)
However, Wang Xiaojian was unafraid. Because he was never afraid of anyone.
Wang Xiaojian's sonorous and powerful voice spread everywhere.
It's full of fighting spirit. It's emanating from the body.
Then, he threw Pei Jin, the little master of the purple fire gate who was like a dead dog, to Wang Zhaojun and motioned them to retreat.
Pei Fenghua, the great elder, waved his hand and let the strong man of zihuomen retreat for a moment. There were only Wang Xiaojian and Pei Fenghua, the great elder of zihuomen, above the sky of zihuomen mountain!
They met face to face for 20 Zhang.
Both of them spread out their true spirit and wings, sending out a strong breath.
Watching them confront each other, the strong people of purple fire gate are shocked in their hearts.
But some people are excited.
”I thought that this boy would threaten us with the little Lord. I didn't want to fight the elder. ”
”This man has Wu Zong Xiuwei at a young age, which is really extraordinary. But he is too arrogant. I think he will die. ”
”Yes, the elder is a strong martial arts master of three stars. He has also cultivated all kinds of unique skills of purple fire gate to perfection. In this middle LAN region, except for the four strong sects, no one dares to fight with our elder”This boy comes from the southeast region. I'm afraid he has never seen the world. He must not be the opponent of the great elder.”
”He's dead! There are also six women here. I don't know. What will I do then? ”
”As soon as these six women look like they are the boy's accomplices, the boy died, of course, they are arrested to avenge the young master!”
”These six women are the slaves of my purple fire gate...”
”Each of them is beautiful, and the little Lord will not let them go!”
“……”
There was a sound in the air.
Wang Xiaojian's eyes swept their eyes, and his handsome face showed a sneer.
Then, he looked at the purple fire door elder Pei Fenghua.
Pei Fenghua, the great elder, unfolded his wings of true spirit with a width of ten Zhang.
His body sent out the breath of incomparable terror, see Wang Xiaojian's eyes swept, coldly said: ”vertical son, let's go!”
Wang Xiaojian said faintly: ”old man, you are old. I'll let you do it first. I want to do it first. Others think that I bully the old man. ”
”What are you talking about?”
Pei Fenghua's beard shook, and he was obviously angry with Wang Xiaojian.
His face was filled with anger.
Then he roared and spread out his true Qi wings. He killed Wang Xiaojian in the direction of Wang Xiaojian.
”Shaft, die!”
In the sky, the sound of Pei Fenghua roared.
He shook hands to form a fist, and urged the unique skill of purple fire gate on his body, which made the purple flame burn on his body.
The fiery purple flame Qi converges into the energy fist awn in the hand, and bombards out towards the direction of Wang Xiaojian.
Boom!
The martial arts skills of the three star Wuzong strongmen have incomparably terrible power.
The sound of thunder resounded in the air where the purple fist awned.
Quan mang brings a vigorous wind of energy, which makes Wang Xiaojian's black hair and clothes dance wildly.
Wang Xiaojian's handsome face did not fear. In a pair of eyes, he shot out the sharp essence.
”Good boxing!”
Wang Xiaojian drank coldly.
His golden true air spread.
Immediately, he faced the direction of Pei Fenghua, the great elder of purple fire gate, shook hands and smashed it directly.
Boom!
Wang Xiaojian's fist shot out a golden fist.
Two different colors of fists collide in mid air.
Then, with a sound of ”boom”, it exploded.
Energy turbulence is still flying in all directions, and thick clouds in the sky are rolling around.
Wang Xiaojian passes through the turbulent flow of energy and kills the elder Pei Fenghua in front of him. His fist is full of light and blows out at him at a high speed!