"Hoho~" The first-level Martial King of the Spirit Sword Sect widened his eyes and tried to make sounds, but no sound came out.
Because his neck is broken.
Not long after, the guy's head rolled down and blood spurted out like a pillar.
Until his death, he never imagined that he would die in the hands of a Martial King Realm, a first-level Martial King Realm.
Moreover, the opponent killed him with one sword strike.
The expressions on the remaining two Spirit Sword Sect's Martial King Realm were very ugly, and they even showed horror.
"This... this is impossible!" The first-level Martial King Realm said in horror.
They never expected that Wang Churan would be so fierce, killing a Martial King with one sword, even though he was only a first-grade Martial King.
But this is still the Martial King Realm, and Wang Churan is still the Martial King Realm no matter what.
The third-level Martial King Realm stared at Wang Churan, his eyes narrowed slightly and said: "I didn't expect that you, a Martial King Realm, could be so secretive!"
"Stop talking nonsense to them and rush out, they are coming after them." At this time, Duan De shouted to Wang Churan.
Because Duan De saw Mu Wufeng who was quickly chasing behind him.
When Wang Churan heard this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his murderous intent surged.
Chi!
The long sword in his hand thrust out, the sword glow surged, and patches of sword light burst out.
The third-level Martial King Realm opposite who wanted to talk to Wang Churan to delay his time suddenly changed his expression, and his face was filled with horror.
He quickly dodged away, not daring to confront Wang Churan.
Ding! Ding!
The sword lights collided, making a clear metallic trembling sound, and the fire light continued to scatter in all directions.
In addition, the first-level Martial King realm dodges directly and does not dare to get close to Wang Churan at all. No one will think that his life is long.
"You two losers, stop him quickly!" Not far behind Wang Chunang, Mu Wufeng was shouting angrily.
Mu Wufeng was almost furious when he saw that the two monks from Lingjian Sect did not dare to fight Wang Churan, and almost took the initiative to get out of the way for Wang Churan to rush over.
Judging from the level of his anger, he wanted to rip off the skin of these two people.
When these two guys heard Mu Wufeng's angry roar, their expressions suddenly changed, and they immediately raised their swords and chased Wang Churan.
"You bitch, stop, don't run!" The first-level Martial King Realm guy shouted deliberately and chased after him, trying to show that he didn't let Wang Churan go on purpose.
When the third-level Martial King Realm saw this scene, he gave a fierce shout and pursued him, saying: "Don't run away if you have the guts, let's fight to the death!"
However, when Wang Churan heard this, he just turned around and looked at the two of them with his cold eyes.
That look was like the gaze of death.
When these two guys saw Wang Churan's eyes, they were stunned for a moment, and the hair on their bodies stood up, as if their souls were trembling.
All of a sudden, I broke out in cold sweat.
Soon, the two men stopped and did not dare to pursue.
When Mu Wufeng saw these two guys being glared at by Wang Churan, he was so frightened that he stopped and did not dare to move. He was about to explode with anger.
When Mu Wufeng rushed in front of these two people, he slapped each of them.
Snapped! Snapped!
The two slaps fell, and the two guys flew several meters away.
He looked very miserable, with several teeth knocked out.
"You two losers, get out of here, I don't want to see you again." Mu Wufeng scolded, almost furious to death.
These two guys are too timid. If he were braver, he would catch up with Wang Churan.
When Na Mu Wufeng turned around, he could only see the backs of Wang Churan and Duan De.
"Chase me! No matter what, I have to catch this damn fat guy today!" Mu Wufeng roared angrily, his eyes were scarlet, and his body was constantly releasing a terrifying aura.
Although Duan De and Wang Churan escaped temporarily, their faces were still ugly.
"Damn it, there are people in front of these guys, it's probably going to be a little difficult for us to escape." Duan De said solemnly.
Wang Churan's face was also very ugly, but she remained silent and did not speak.
Chi!
Suddenly, there was a sound of piercing the sky, and an arrow was seen piercing the sky and shooting straight towards Wang Churan.
"Huh?" Wang Churan felt the dangerous aura immediately. Her expression changed and she raised the long sword in her hand.
puff!
Slashing out with his sword, the sword light easily cut off the arrow and dropped it aside.
When Wang Churan cut off this arrow, he shot several more arrows from deep in the woods.
But this time, the arrows were fired from all directions, including Duan De, who was surrounded by arrows.
"Fuck, there's an ambush!" Duan De yelled when he saw this, and immediately picked up the order in his hand and threw it out.
boom!
The command was instantly amplified when spiritual power was injected into it.
In one move, several arrows were directly swept away.
Although Wang Churan looked solemn, he waved the sword in his hand calmly and cut off several arrows with each sword strike.
"Which bastard dares to ambush your young master, get out of here right now." Duan De cursed angrily.
However, what greeted him were more than a dozen arrows.
"Fuck! You bastards are so shy that you don't even dare to show your face? You only know how to hide in the dark and shoot cold arrows!" Duan De cursed again angrily.
When he blocked these arrows again, Mu Wufeng had already caught up behind him.
"Go quickly!" Wang Churan cut off an arrow and shouted directly to Duan De.
"Leave? Do you think you can leave now?" At the same time, a sneer sounded.
This smile made people feel very mean, making them want to slap him.
I saw one person walking out. This guy was dressed in black, holding a bow in his hand, with a joking smile on his face.
This guy looked at Duan De and Wang Churan with a slightly ferocious expression, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Zhou Quan? It's you little beast!" When Duan De saw the man in black, his eyes narrowed slightly and he was filled with anger.
Enemies meet again, and inevitably they become extremely jealous.
"Duan De, don't keep your mouth shut, you are a little beast, you are doomed today!" Na Zhouquan smiled coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"It seems that you have a lot of enemies." Wang Churan also knew that he couldn't go now and could only fight, so he glanced at Duan De and said.
Duan De said helplessly: "There is nothing we can do about it. Who made me so good? These are my former defeated generals. I should have killed them if I had known."
Faced with Mu Wufeng and Zhou Quan, two geniuses from the Spirit Sword Sect, and surrounded by dozens of other monks from the Spirit Sword Sect, Duan De and Wang Churan seemed quite calm.
"Oh, you are so imminent that you dare to be arrogant and seek death!" When Zhou Quan heard this, he smiled coldly, his eyes narrowed, and his murderous intent surged.
"Zhou Quan, give me this damn fat guy, I'm going to smash his mouth." Mu Wufeng said, pointing his sword directly at Duan De.
"No! This damn fat guy must be dealt with by me, otherwise I won't be able to let go of my hatred." Zhou Quan refused to give in and said through gritted teeth.
"Hey, you two losers, what do you think of me? Pork to be slaughtered? Come with me if you have the guts! Look at you, Grandpa Duan, I will suppress you with one hand!" Duan De heard the two people arguing. Words, he opened his mouth arrogantly.
When Wang Churan heard this, he couldn't help but look at him.
That look seemed to say: "Can you really do it?"
