Seeing that Huo Ling and Zhan Xiaotian were seriously injured, Shangguan Zike rushed forward with a slap, but were also slapped by Wang Yi's hand. The internal organs were damaged and blood was vomiting in big mouths.

"Are you an opera singer coming up and sending you to death...Damn it?"

Zhan Xiaotian struggled to stand up, and looked at Shangguan Zike with a hint of admiration. He did not expect that Shangguan Zike would dare to attack the king instead of running away.

It is said that the bitch is ruthless and the actor is unrighteous, but Shangguan Zike dares to face enemies that are much stronger than him at this time. It really makes Huo Ling and Zhan Xiaotian look at each other with admiration.

"I, Shangguan Zike, are not a greedy person, fearing death. You are all loyal and brave. Huh~ I am a seven-foot man, how could I be that timid coward..."

Shangguan Zike said weakly, with a tone of opera-like opera.

At this time, he was still speaking in opera, and he was really a playboy.

But the king clapped his hands and said, "It's not bad, it's affectionate and righteous. I'm willing to join my palace and enjoy the wealth and glory of this world."

The king seemed to be determined to recruit Huo Ling and others, and kept asking them to surrender.

At this time, Mr. Liu, who was going upstairs, knew that something was wrong, and quickly informed the old Taoist priest and Shi Hai about the following matter.

"The Tao is invincible, and the soft palm turns into dust."

I heard an old voice sounding. The old Taoist priest with gray hair had arrived in front of the king at some point. He hit the seemingly plain palm, but he hit the king at an extremely fast speed.

Can't hide!

The king's eyes turned cold and he also waved a palm, fighting with the old Taoist priest.

There was a strong and violent air flow between the two of them, which made them sway their hair and beards. The old Taoist priest and the king both flew backwards and fell to the ground, hurting their internal organs by this huge force.

Unexpectedly, this palm was so terrifying.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest who had always been unknown actually had the power to fight with the king.

Although there was only one move in this duel, both of them were seriously injured!

"master!"

Seeing that the old Taoist priest was injured, Shi Hai did not care about the king who had fallen to the ground, so he quickly helped the old Taoist priest sit up.

"Master, you are injured! Hurry up, take the pill."

Shi Hai was shocked. This was the first time he saw an old Taoist priest being injured since he was a child.

Huo Ling Zhan Xiaotian and Shangguan Zike were even more shocked. How could they have imagined that this gray-haired and childish old man was so powerful that he could lose both sides with Wang?

The old Taoist priest had never fused the corpse crystal, but his strength was already so strong, which was really surprising.

Everyone was surprised, but Wang took out a red injection quietly and stabbed it on himself. The red unknown liquid poured into Wang's body in the blink of an eye.

In just a few seconds, the king's strength seemed to have reached a higher level, and he turned over and stood up from the ground.

"Hu...Hu, I didn't expect that there was such a master here who could hurt me like this. I admire him, ahem..."

Wang coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, but his face was pale and sneering, and then said, "Old sir, I'm willing to conquer this world with me!"

The king was ambitious and wanted to be king in the end of the world.

The old Taoist priest said lightly: "I am old, how could I think of this king's dominance? But you, the boy named Wang, has a heavy murderous aura. I guess he has committed a lot of murderous crimes. Isn't you afraid of being punished by God or shame your family?"

The king's pupils shrank and he said coldly: "What do you know?"

The old Taoist priest said, "Who will you be the successor of the "Wang Family" when you see that your body technique and the Ba Tian Palm of the Jue Sect are not the descendants of the "Wang Family", and who will it be? The Wang Family's martial arts will not be passed on to outsiders."

Wang smiled and asked, "I dare to ask who you are."

The old Taoist priest replied lightly: "Just an unknown old man."

"Hahahahahahahaha!" Wang suddenly burst into laughter and looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "You really don't want to surrender to me!"

The answer to him was only a faint sentence.

"No need to say anything, if you want to kill, then kill..."

With a cold face, Wang stepped forward and pulled out the golden dragon spring sword inserted on the ground, pointing directly at the old Taoist priest.

"Then I will take your life!"

Shi Hai held the Dragon Thorn in his hand and blocked the old Taoist priest.

"If you want to touch my master, then step over my body first!"

But when Wang Wei was like Han Bing, his figure flashed, and his foot kicked out like a cannonball. He kicked Shi Hai aside just like a football.

Shi Hai hit the wall and actually smashed the wall into pieces. It can be seen how powerful the kick was.

Shi Hai didn't even say a word, and fell to the ground without moving, not knowing his life or death, and a pool of blood had flowed out of his body.

"Hai'er!"

The old Taoist priest called out in grief and his hands drooped weakly.

At this moment, Huo Ling's injuries were healed, and a piece of corpse crystal left behind by Tong Birch was fused to prevent accidents!

Holding the shield, twisting the mechanism, waving his arm hard, and the shield attacked the king like a cannonball!

"Senior, go!"

Huo Ling roared angrily, his eyes full of grief and anger, and there was only a little girl in his sight...

That is the person he cares about the most now, his child...

Huo Ling knew that this blow would be difficult to hurt the king, and the consequence was death.

He wanted to delay the time. On the other hand, Zhan Xiaotian had already repaired his injuries with the corpse crystal, and his sharp claws rushed towards the king's throat.

They wanted the old Taoist priest to escape, even if they could only delay for a few seconds, it seemed enough for the old Taoist priest.

The king's face looked cold and he spit out a few words lightly. The long sword stabbed out with his backhand like a spiritual snake.

“…”

"Huo Ling!"

In the flash, Wang was holding the flying son shield in one hand and the long sword in the other. The tip of the sword penetrated Huo Ling's mother shield, arm... and chest!

Wang kicked Zhan Xiaotian away casually, his eyes full of disdain.

"Hmph! I don't know how to lift up."

Zhan Xiaotian hit the wall and slid down, staring blankly at the bloody sword tip that pierced from Huo Ling's back.

"Huo Ling!!"

"Donald Huo!"

Zhan Xiaotian and the old Taoist priest exclaimed at the same time, one was angry and the other was sad.

The long sword was pulled out suddenly, bringing out a blood arrow.

The shield is broken...

The shroud on Huo Ling's arm had been split in half, and his tall body fell backwards...

With a bang, Huo Ling fell firmly to the ground, his eyes losing their color.

Zhan Xiaotian stood up in grief and angrily, and rushed towards the king again.

"You demon! Go and die!"

"Ant..." But Wang was waving his long sword coldly, and the sword rose and fell, and a head fell to the ground.

"Your youth will be punished by God!"

The old Taoist priest was heartbroken and gathered all the internal force in his body and hit the king with one palm.

Wang sighed, "I'm so stubborn..."

The two palms faced each other, the old Taoist priest's arm was broken, and he flew backwards, like a bird with only broken wings, falling to the ground weakly.

His arm is broken...

And Wang, after injecting the red potion, seemed to be no longer afraid of the pain, his palm lines were cracked, and he just groaned.

In this battle, Huo Ling died and Zhan Xiaotian died too.

Shi Hai, Shangguan Zike, and the old Taoist priest were all seriously injured.

But it was not over yet. Wang took out another transparent injection and stabbed it on himself...
Chapter completed!