First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1088: He is my disciple of Su Xuanjun
Wangque suddenly turned around.
In the darkness of the night, an old man dressed in a golden robe and immortal, with an immortal style, came from a distance.
Between the eyebrows, there is a silver vertical eye, which is strange and intimidating.
Beside it, there is also a middle-aged man in a black robe.
"Thank you, brother! Why are you here?"
In the main hall, the white-haired old man got up immediately, and greeted him with all the important people of the Wang family, and they greeted the middle-aged man in the black robe.
"Queer, restrain yourself, then the person wearing the black robe is the Supreme Elder Xie Yunchuan of the Qinglei Shenzong. Your senior brother Bima's right-hand man has a very high status in the Xuanjun League."
Wang Zhongyuan's voice transmission reminded him quietly, lest Wang Que be confused.
But Wang Que didn't look at that Xie Yunchuan at all, his eyes stared directly at the golden-robed old man like a sharp sword.
"Dutiful son, are you not convinced?"
The old man in the golden robe sneered, and in front of all the big figures in the Wang family, he mocked Wang Que unceremoniously, showing contempt.
Everyone looks different.
Wang Que's eyes flashed with murderous intent, just as he was about to say something, his father, Wang Zhongyuan, came to him and said, "Que'er, whether you hate your father in your heart or not, don't make a fool of yourself right now, just be... ...I beg you."
Wang Que was stunned, and looked sideways at the father beside him, only to see that the latter's brows were full of worry.
The king's heart is tumbling, and the five flavors are mixed, which is quite unpleasant.
At this time, the middle-aged Mopao Xie Yunchuan saw this, smiled and said, "Everyone, let me introduce you. This senior is an envoy from Huaxinzhai, and even Lord Bhim admires and respects him. Extremely."
The messenger of painting Xinzhai!
Everyone at the scene was moved, and the corners of their brows and eyes were filled with respect.
"Senior visited late at night, I have not been far away to welcome, and I hope to forgive my sins."
The white-haired old man bowed his hands in apology and looked extremely respectful.
The old man in the golden robe stroked his beard and said slowly, "No need to talk nonsense, I have a big thing to do when I come to your royal family this time, but before we talk about this, I would like to ask you to do me a favor. ."
The white-haired old man smiled and said, "It's my royal family's honor to be able to help seniors, but I just don't know what seniors want me to do?"
Other big figures in the Wang family also looked over.
The old man in the golden robe looked at Wang Que, raised his chin, and said lightly, "Well, let's capture this dutiful son of your royal family first. This seat is of great use."
A light-hearted sentence shocked everyone present.
The atmosphere suddenly became depressed and dull.
Wang Zhongyuan's face changed suddenly, he stepped forward immediately, and said, "If my son offends the senior, I hope the senior will look at the face of my Wang family..."
The old man in the golden robe snorted and interrupted: "Just follow the order of this seat!"
The voice is majestic and bossy.
Wang Zhongyuan's face suddenly became ugly.
I saw the white-haired old man turn around abruptly, glaring angrily at Wang Que, and shouted sharply, "You bastard, why don't you quickly apologize to this senior?"
Wangque looked indifferent, and said coldly: "If the ancestors of the clan saw that you are so servile to an outsider, I don't know how disappointed you will be!"
"You..."
The white-haired old man was so angry that he was about to say something.
The golden-robed old man said in a cold tone, "Didn't you hear what I said! Capture him!"
The sound resounded like thunder.
Originally, Wang Que couldn't hold back the murderous intention in her heart and planned to do it.
But at this time, he held back, wanting to see how the elders of the clan would react!
The group of big men, headed by the white-haired old man, hesitated and looked uncertain.
A thin middle-aged man in gray clothes couldn't help but say, "Senior, even if you want to capture the king sparrow, you still need a reason, right?"
"Reason? You can only accept the decision of this seat, otherwise it will be disrespectful to this seat!"
The eyes of the golden-robed old man flashed, and his sleeves waved.
Bang!
The thin, gray-clothed middle-aged man flew out and fell more than ten feet away, bleeding from his seven orifices, his chest collapsed, and he was severely injured and paralyzed to the ground.
This scene shocked everyone!
It should be noted that the gray-robed middle-aged man named Wang Bojing was also a mysterious existence, but under the golden-robed old man's hands, he was completely vulnerable.
Xie Yunchuan sighed: "Everyone, follow the instructions of the seniors and quickly capture the king bird."
Everyone hesitated.
"If you want to capture my son, then kill me first!!"
Suddenly, Wang Zhongyuan stood up and stood in front of Wang Que.
"Patriarch!"
Many elderly people are discolored.
Looking at the figure of her father standing in front of her, Wang Que felt an uncontrollable warmth in her heart.
"Oh, it's really a father's kindness and filial piety!"
The old man in the golden robe sneered.
He suddenly reached out and slapped Wang Zhongyuan with a palm.
Everyone took a breath, and the power of this palm greatly suppressed their state of mind and spirit.
Looking at Wang Zhongyuan again, his face was pale, his body was stiff, and he was obviously under greater pressure, but he did not back down and dodge, instead he used all his strength to try to resist.
Chong!
A fierce sword cry resounded, Wang Que shot without hesitation, took a step forward, blocked his father, and slashed the Dao sword in the air.
Boom!
A deafening crash resounds.
The Dao sword in Wang Que's hand trembled violently, and her figure took a few steps backwards uncontrollably, her face slightly pale.
What a terrible power!
Is this the power of the Huaxinzhai powerhouse?
While witnessing this scene, everyone in the Wang family felt chills in their hearts.
Wang Que is already the Great Perfectionist in the Profound Nether Realm. Even if he is low in seniority, his strength is already the top existence of the Wang family.
But at this time, he was still shaken back by the golden-robed old man!
"Queer, are you alright?"
Wang Zhongyuan looked worried.
"It's fine, just stand by and watch the battle."
Wang Que took a deep breath and suppressed the churning qi and blood all over his body.
"Oh, it's not that simple. It's worthy of being the fifth true disciple of Sword Master Xuanjun. With such a Taoism and background, it is far from being comparable to a character from the same realm in the Great Wilderness."
The golden-robed old man sneered, "Unfortunately, in my eyes, you are still too weak after all!"
Boom!
He took a step forward, swiped his palms and fingers suddenly, and a magnificent haze emerged, sketching out a cage like ink, crushing the void, and shrouding the king bird.
Just a glance from a distance gives the impression that there is no escape, no escape.
As a matter of fact, it is indeed the case. The power and might of this cage has already covered ten directions and eight poles, like a net of heaven and earth!
"Broken!"
The king sparrow crossed the sky and slashed away in anger.
Boom!
The sword light rushed to the sky, and the flames splashed.
Swords like this, with all Wang Que's lifelong learning, can easily annihilate enemies in the same realm.
But at this time, after the power of this sword was cut out, it failed to shake the cage at all!
Wangque's pupils shrank, and he stabbed the Dao sword in his hand fiercely.
Bang! ! !
A deafening roar resounds.
Wangque's Dao sword was horribly oppressed, bent a little by the cage.
Looking at Wang Que again, my whole body is full of breath, and it is useless to do my best!
Click! Click!
A thin line of cracks appeared on the sword, and the ground under Wang Que's feet, which was covered with forbidden power, could no longer withstand the terrifying oppressive force, and shocking cracks suddenly appeared, stone chips flying swords. , Prohibition of light and rain.
Everyone was terrified.
The white-haired old man shouted: "Qie'er, if you resist stubbornly, you will only kill yourself, and you will be captured quickly. For the sake of your being a junior and senior, that senior will definitely not kill you! "
The king bird, who was resisting the cage with all his strength, was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
The old people of these clans, just watching an outsider bully him, and at this moment he is trying to persuade himself to bow his head, he is a **** to the extreme! !
"Fuck!"
Wang Zhongyuan was shocked and rushed forward, trying to help.
But in just a split second, I was shaken by the force of the cage, and I fell back to the ground, coughing blood from my lips.
But he didn't care, he got up and rushed forward with his hair disheveled, looking like a madman.
"Patriarch!"
"Go! Let's go together!"
Some old Wang family members were mourning, and they didn't care about anything else. They rushed over and shot with Wang Zhongyuan to bombard the cage.
In the distance, the dignitaries of the Wang family headed by the white-haired old man looked at each other in dismay.
"Hey, the man's arm stops the car!"
The golden-robed old man fluttered his sleeves and waved his hands continuously.
For every palm shot, an old man from the Wang family must be blasted out.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhongyuan and the others fell to the ground.
"Why bother."
Xie Yunchuan, who has been watching with a cold eye, can't help shaking his head and sighing.
"Queer! Stop making trouble, didn't you see your father and they were all injured because of you? Are you going to watch them die!!"
The white-haired old man shouted and was very angry.
Wangque ignored it.
The cage has been so oppressed that the Dao sword in his hand is about to collapse completely. There are signs of being imprisoned in his whole body, and the situation is extremely dangerous!
"Father, stop shooting!"
The king sparrow hissed.
Seeing his seriously injured father, he staggered to his feet and rushed over again, making his eyes red and his nose sore.
"You are the unicorn of our Wang family, and also the son of my Wang Zhongyuan. How can I... watch you suffer!!"
Wang Zhongyuan gritted his teeth, his face full of ruthlessness, and rushed towards the cage.
The golden-robed old man frowned with disdain.
To hit a stone with an egg is to kill oneself after all!
At this moment, however, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded from a distance:
"He is not only your son~IndoMTL.com~ but also my Su Xuanjun's disciple. Even if the gods from heaven come here today, it will not hurt his life!"
When the voice sounded, a sword energy suddenly appeared.
The cage that was oppressed above Wang Que's head was suddenly torn apart like a piece of paper.
Light and rain are flying, and the roar is constant.
The pupil of the golden-robed old man suddenly shrank.
The rest of Wang Que's life after the catastrophe, in addition to being relaxed, there is already a look of ecstasy in her expression.
The indifferent voice was still echoing, and everyone present was trembling, unbelievable, and their eyes subconsciously looked at the same place.
In the distant night, a sturdy figure came.
The green robe is like jade, detached from the dust, and in this dark night, that figure is like a banished immortal, and it suddenly becomes the focus of the audience.