Chapter 1997 (1/2)
”Ah ~ ah ~ ah ~ ah ~ ah ~ ah ~ ah...”
”Ah ~ ah ~ ah ~ ah ~ ah ~ ah ~ ah...”
In the sky, Mengqi blinks her watery eyes and sings the song of Mengqi.
The soothing song spreads everywhere.
It was a beautiful sound, but it brought a sense of drowsiness.
When hearing these voices, all the weak neutral warriors fell down and fell asleep.
They also had a dream, and their saliva came down.
And the disciples below wuzun were also engulfed by intense tiredness.
Sleepy, they wobble and fall from the air.
However, they have not yet fallen to the ground, but are all engulfed by the flame of heaven and earth burning in the mountains.
Ah, ah!
They were awakened by the burning pain.
They screamed.
But it's no use screaming.
One died after another.
At the same time, Wang Xiaojian's mind resounded with a clear and exciting sound!
DoubleKill！
TribleKill！
QuadraKill！
PentaKill！
HexaKIll！
HeptaKill！？
”Ding! Congratulations on the host's second consecutive smash, King's points + 20! ”
”Ding! Congratulations on the host's three consecutive wins. Points of the king are + 30! ”
”Ding! Congratulations on the completion of the fourth company, King points + 40! ”
”Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the five company peerless, King points + 50! ”
”Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the six series of peerless, King points + 60! ”
”Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the seven consecutive peerless, King points + 70! ”
”Ding! Congratulations on killing sanxingwuzong. Experience + 600 million! ”
”Ding! Congratulations on killing liuxingwuzong. Experience + 1.2 billion! ”
”Ding! Congratulations on killing jiuxingwuzong. Experience + 1.8 billion! ”
“……”
There were more than 100000 disciples of the king's sect.
He was killed half by Chu Ningxiang's daughters in the sword formation of Kuixing Tianxuan.
But there are tens of thousands more.
At this time, along with these people, they were burned to death by the holy fire.
Wang Xiaojian's points increased rapidly.
In the king's mountain, after taunting again and again, Wang Xiaojian's score is more than 466000.
In an instant, however, it reached 470000, and then continued to increase.
Four hundred and eighty thousand!
Four hundred and ninety thousand!
Half a million!
Five hundred thousand!
……
With the increase of points, Wang Xiaojian's experience is also increasing rapidly.
Also growing rapidly are the experiences of Wang Zhaojun, Daji, Diao Chan, Daqiao, Xiaoqiao, gongsunli, Aker, and Mengqi.
At this moment, it's soaring.
A strong man of the king's gate also heard Mengqi's song.
They feel sleepy, their speed of escape becomes slow, and some of them almost fall asleep in mid air.
But then, the killing from Wang Xiaojian woke them up.
Keep running.
But it didn't work.
Wang Xiaojian's eyes were cold, and he used the power to reach the saint level to show his hundred swords in the sky.
His body exudes countless sword Qi.
Tear the air, and in an instant, pierced the chest of a king of martial arts.
Ah, ah!
Ah, ah!
In the air, there was a sad cry.
These are the strong men of the king's gate.
These are the existence that most of the warriors in the middle range look up to and fear.
However, at this moment, under the sword of Wang Xiaojian, it was like grass and mustard.
Where the sword passes by, they all die.
It becomes Wang Xiaojian's experience and points.
The elder duanmuda looked frightened.
He urged the king's unique body method to escape in the air.