He Has a Dragon

At this moment, he saw this burly old man with a rosy nose, suspended high in the sky, looking down at the entire Yinkun.

His eyes were always locked on the room where Wang Le was, as if he was afraid that the other party would run away.

It can be seen from this that this strong man in the late Nascent Soul stage has serious murderous intentions towards Wang Le.

At this moment, the violent storm on the sea had no impact on the burly old man in the air.

The golden robe on his body did not flutter in the wind at all.

The downpour could not get within three feet of the burly old man.

"You just stay in the house and don't come out."

Wang Le turned around and said to Imperial Master Yunhu and Sui Ruxue behind him.

After finishing speaking, Wang Le walked slowly outside without looking back.

"Brother Wang, be careful!"

Sui Ruxue looked at Wang Le's back and said with worry on her face.

Wang Le smiled without looking back, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

The moment he finished speaking, Wang Le flashed out of the room.

The moment Wang Le disappeared from their sight, several shrill and desperate screams suddenly sounded outside the door.

It was Wang Le who, before leaving the Yinkun, killed several Jindan monks lurking in the corridor outside the room, including many late-stage Jindan strongmen.

But none of these people could block the power of Wang Le's sword, and their heads were chopped off in the blink of an eye, completely losing their lives.

Wang Le didn't care whether the monks lurking outside the room were hostile or murderous.

Since he appeared here at such a delicate time, in Wang Le's eyes, he was either an adulterer or a thief.

At an emergency moment, of course, we must kill decisively, otherwise, God knows what trouble will occur!

When Sui Ruxue ran to the door, cautiously stuck her head out, and saw the corpses in the corridors on the left and right, Wang Le had already left the Silver Kun and reached high altitude.

However, before leaving the Yinkun, Wang Le had already sent out a trace of his consciousness to act as a warning to prevent anyone from doing harm to Imperial Master Yunhu and Sui Ruxue.

After all, in this chaotic situation, anyone could be the enemy.

Of course, you have to be careful to make a ten thousand year ship!

When Wang Le came to the burly old man in a golden robe, he asked: "If you are able to achieve the late Nascent Soul stage, you must not be an unknown person in Dongsheng Shenzhou, so you should tell me your full name first!"

The burly old man let out a cold snort from his wine-stained nose, and replied: "Then let you, a little thief, become a sensible man after death."

"I am Meng Bayuan, the master of Tianzhu Peak of Xiaoyao Sect!"

Having said this, the burly old man named Meng Bayuan stared at Wang Le with murderous intent in his eyes and continued: "Just now you killed the three powerful Nascent Souls of my Xiaoyao Sect, today I will kill you a thousand and one." No matter how many times I try, I can't make up for this huge loss!"

"Three, isn't it five?" Wang Le raised his eyebrows, then he couldn't help but look at the other party with a look of surprise, and said: "It seems that it is not only your Xiaoyao Sect who participated in this operation, but also other forces."

After a pause, Wang Le suddenly changed the topic and asked with a half-smile: "Master Mengfeng is a late-stage Nascent Soul master, and he came to deal with me. Could it be that the late-Nascent Soul master of the Huntian Sect has been killed?" ?"

Meng Bayuan sneered: "You little guy can't protect yourself.

Don't worry about such things. "

Seeing Meng Bayuan's calm and calm look, Wang Le couldn't help but frown slightly and thought in his mind: "Is it possible that among this group of people, besides Meng Bayuan, there are other powerful people in the late Nascent Soul stage?"

Thinking of this, Wang Le's mood suddenly became heavy.

But at this moment, there was no fighting at all nearby, making it impossible for Wang Le to guess how many late-stage Nascent Soul masters were involved.

But now that the matter has come to this point, Wang Le has no way out. Now he can only comfort himself. The strong men in the late Nascent Soul stage of the Huntian Sect should try their best and don't end up so soon.

"No matter what, let's find a way to kill the old guy named Meng in front of us first!" Wang Le couldn't help but think in his heart.

Anyway, when the time comes, if it doesn't work out, activate the Dragon's Hidden Power of the Eye of Deception, and leave with Imperial Master Yunhu and Sui Ruxue!

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, Meng Bayuan obviously didn't want to delay it any longer, and shouted angrily: "You little thief, you will die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Bayuan waved a palm, carrying terrifying power, and went straight towards Wang Le to suppress it!

At the critical moment, Wang Le, who had already reached the peak of the Nine Transformations of Heavenly Silkworm, disappeared instantly.

The speed was so fast that Meng Bayuan was immediately shocked.

Because such speed should not be possessed by a mid-stage Nascent Soul powerhouse.

Furthermore, Mengba Yuan even felt that the speed of many late Nascent Soul masters was not as fast as compared to him!

Besides the blessing of the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm, there is another extremely important reason why Wang Le has such terrifying speed.

That is when Wang Le was constantly polishing and tempering his body on the Emperor Burial Star, he stayed in the Thunder Pond for a long time and used extreme means of lightning and lightning to achieve his goal.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Le's terrifying speed is achieved today.

Back to the topic, Meng Bayuan was surprised when he saw Wang Le was so fast, and then swung out another palm.

Both palms came down together, and two terrifying forces formed a pincer attack on Wang Le with lightning speed!

Just when Meng Bayuan thought that under the terrifying power of his late Nascent Soul master, the little thief in front of him would become a turtle in the jar no matter how fast he ran, Wang Le suddenly disappeared.

"Uh!" Meng Bayuan was shocked. He didn't expect Wang Le to disappear.

The key is that the other party not only disappears from his sight, but also disappears from the shroud of his late Nascent Soul consciousness.

At this time, Mengba Yuan, who had gone through countless bloody battles to get to where he is today, immediately took out a black shield magic weapon shaped like a tortoise shell to protect himself!

At this moment, Meng Bayuan, who was shocked by Wang Le's performance one after another, completely wiped out the contempt in his heart!

He finally realized that the little guy named Wang Le in front of him was far beyond what ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul monks could compare to, and he couldn't be viewed with ordinary eyes at all!

Immediately, he saw Meng Bayuan with a vigilant look in his eyes. While scanning the surrounding area, he said solemnly: "No wonder you are able to kill Ge Shibao and other veteran mid-level Nascent Soul masters who are at the same level. Meng really underestimates you Wang Le. !”

At this time, Wang Le, who was hiding nearby, saw that Meng Bayuan was deliberately causing him to speak, and a silent sneer appeared on his expressionless face.

Then, Wang Le, who was invisible, came to the side and rear of Meng Bayuan quietly with his bare hands, just in the position where the turtle-shell-shaped shield in the opponent's hand could not be scrupulous!

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