He Has a Dragon

When the purple-gold sword shadow in the sky disappeared, and the purple-gold flying sword appeared in the sky, the black-robed early-stage innate strongman also turned into countless pieces of flesh, mixed with blood and scattered in all directions.

Only a storage stone on the ground was intact, which was obviously done deliberately during the attack.

At this moment, Wang Le was like a hungry wolf rushing into a valley full of prey, quickly carrying out bloody killings and harvesting every life here.

For a time, screams and calls for help resounded throughout the dense forest in the valley, making every inch of the air here filled with an aura of despair.

It didn't take long for Wang Le to finish the massacre of the Jinglei Pavilion disciples in the valley, and then put the storage stones on the two heaven-level powerhouses into the Dharma Eye space.

After briefly searching the bloody battlefield, Wang Le left the ground and flew high into the sky again.

As for the corpses at the scene, Wang Leke had no interest in cleaning them up.

………

After a while, when Wang Le, who was dressed in purple-gold escaping light, was getting closer and closer to the periphery of the old guy's tomb, suddenly a dozen strong men's consciousness locked on him.

If it was just like this, forget it. The key point is that among the dozen or so consciousnesses full of malice and murderous intent, there is actually the consciousness of a six-path heaven-level powerhouse.

Moreover, in addition to the spiritual consciousness of the five early-stage heaven-level warriors among these six spiritual consciousnesses, one of them is the spiritual consciousness of a powerful mid-term heaven-level warrior.

This made Wang Le, who was once again forced to stop and prepare to fight, couldn't help but cursed secretly: "Ma'le Gobi, even in the martial arts world, when did the mortal world start to have as many heaven-level experts as dogs?!"

He was scolded, but the appearance of such a strong man running around the ground also made Wang Le feel shuddered, and he became extremely vigilant.

Although he was not afraid of these heaven-level old monsters, for Wang Le, who was dedicated to rescuing the old guys, they did become a big trouble.

"If I had known that there were so many heaven-level old monsters in Shiwan Mountain, I would have turned on the Deception Eye and entered the invisible state and rushed on my way." Wang Le couldn't help but thought to himself with some helplessness and depression.

But the matter has come to this, and there is no medicine for regret in the world.

At this moment, Wang Le could only comfort himself. Sooner or later, he would have to fight against these heaven-level old monsters who came from the martial arts world because of the old guy.

Now it's just that the time has advanced.

Since this is the case, let's kill the old guy's enemies first, and then take them out with their coffins.

As for the plan to bring back the Four-Nine City, we can only act by ear at that time.

Just when Wang Le was running through various thoughts in his mind, he saw a group of martial arts masters flying out from the dense forest in the mountains on the ground, and quickly came to the sky to surround Wang Le who had just stopped.

"This guy has a heavy murderous aura, and the smell of blood has not dissipated. It seems that he fought with someone not long ago." A warrior in the crowd said in a deep voice with a deep frown.

Wang Le ignored them, glanced at these people in a leisurely manner, and asked slowly with a calm and indifferent expression: "Are all the old monsters at the heaven level among you here?"

Before the group of people could respond, Wang Le went further and said: "If you are not here, then come up and join us. Otherwise, you are no match for me at all."

"Of course, even if we go together, we will not be my opponent."

"Uh!" The group of martial arts experts surrounding Wang Le were stunned immediately.

There was a brief silence. Apparently, he didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so loud and arrogant.

Afterwards, everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing, looking at Wang Le as if they were watching a big joke.

"Hahaha, I really can't stand it anymore. I didn't expect that I would meet such a ridiculous and funny young man on these days when I have so much free time. I'm so happy."

"Boy, you will pay with your life for your unscrupulous words!"

"Where do you think these ignorant bastards dare to talk so shamelessly? Do you know who we are? It's really unreasonable!"

"Hehe, at such a young age he is already at the ground level. He is indeed gifted and has the arrogance to do so, but before that, you have to remember to see who the target is?"

………

Wang Le, who remained calm, ignored these constant sarcasm and ridicule, quietly watching them mockingly.

After all, the lives of these guys have entered the countdown to death, and letting them enjoy their addiction can be regarded as a little benefit from Wang Le.

When the ridicule of these martial arts masters gradually decreased, until no one said anything anymore, and when they stared at Wang Le with eager eyes, I saw an inexplicable smile on the corner of Young Master Wang's mouth, and then said lightly: "The people from Jinglei Pavilion of the previously hidden Taoism , I will kill them all, no matter who you are or which orthodox sect you come from."

Before any of these warriors could speak, Wang Le's face suddenly darkened, and his only smile disappeared instantly. Then he said coldly: "So your roots are not important in my eyes. What is important is What is your purpose in coming to this Hundred Thousand Mountains? Are you here for that old guy Yunlong Jiuxian Xiao Zhixuan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's expressions suddenly changed. They were full of shock and surprise at first, and then were replaced by expressions of ecstasy.

At this time, I saw one of the martial arts masters with a rough face couldn't help but laugh and said: "Hahaha, it really took no effort to go through the iron shoes and find nowhere. Now I am worried that I can't find any clues. There is no clue." I didn’t expect it to happen so quickly.”

As soon as he finished speaking, another warrior in the crowd couldn't wait to shout and asked: "Boy, what is the relationship between the old thief Yunlong Jiuxian and you? Hurry up and recruit him for real, otherwise, you will be tortured in all kinds of ways!"

For a moment, the crowd surrounding Wang Le tightened, and the encirclement soon became smaller and smaller. Everyone looked at Wang Le with fiery eyes.

Because it is too important to obtain the traces and clues of Xiao Zhixuan, who appeared in Yunlong Jiu, otherwise, everyone would not have worked so hard and traveled thousands of miles to come here.

So everyone wanted to be the first to pry open the mouth of the young man in front of them.

But the result was destined to disappoint them, and Wang Le didn't bother to pay attention.

At this moment, facing the group of martial arts masters who were approaching him aggressively, Wang Le curled his lips in disdain.

Then, without warning, his mouth suddenly opened, and the flying sword, his life magic weapon, flew out again, and then swept towards the group of martial arts experts in the rising storm without stopping.

Although everyone was vigilant, they were still caught off guard by Wang Lesha.

In the blink of an eye, the group of warriors surrounding Wang Le was reduced by half, and suddenly became sparse.

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