"Kill me?"

Hearing Wang Xu's words, Xie Feng also disdained to laugh, even more unbridled. Then suddenly, his voice was cold and terrible

"It's a funny joke. I'd like to know what you're going to do to kill me? Dare you say I'm not worthy to kill you? Who gives you confidence? "

Xie Feng's killing intention is boiling in his eyes, and his evil spirit is hard to dispel. He has an impulse to look up to heaven and laugh.

Dimen is not only the dimen of jiujuemen, but also the dimen of Jiulong University. To be more precise, it is the dimen of Jiulong University. Only the genius among the talents of Jiulong University and the pride of his peers can be qualified to enter!

Students who can enter the dimen college must be under the age of 30, and have the lowest strength of 4 grades, so they can enter the dimen school.

Similarly, Kowloon college is one of the biggest forces in Xuankong city. The three families and two colleges almost control the whole Xuankong City, with tens of thousands of elite martial arts students. The college has been established for thousands of years, and the martial arts masters who come out of it are unimaginable and have terrible connections. Just from the strength of the students, we can see the horror of the inside information of Jiulong University.

Xie Feng comes from the powerful and unparalleled force of Jiulong University. Even in the solar world, he is also the target of many forces competing to please. When he came to China, he was praised to heaven by the people of jiujuemin. Who saw that he was disrespectful and awed of his identity from the upper world, and called "master Xie"?

At this moment, Xie Feng's anger was speechless, and his killing intention was boiling like boiling water.

However, Wang Xu didn't look at him. He glanced around and gave a faint warning to the others hidden around him

"Otherwise, after I kill this superior garbage, I will start to clean around. At that time, just as I said, whoever dies is in bad luck, all die is in bad luck!"

There was no reply.

"Chinese... Little! Miscellaneous! Seed

Ignored by Wang Xu, Xie Feng's indifferent smile can no longer be maintained. His eyes are fierce and his face is slightly distorted.

He said in a cold voice: "I Xiefeng, 18 years old, refined nine layers of body. Then I quenched my body twice in two years to build xuanjie martial arts. At the age of 20, I stepped into Yipin congenital master's realm, and at the age of 26, I entered Sipin congenital master's realm. My real strength is comparable to that of Wupin grand master. Even liupin Grand Master doesn't dare to say that I don't deserve it. How can you say that I don't deserve it?"

"I don't deserve it." At this time, Wang Xu finished warning others, and then looked back at Xie Feng, lightly spitting out two words.

"Ha ha, you are so big..." Xie Feng sneered.

Before the word "Qi" came out, Wang Xu interrupted directly: "call out the rest of you. I heard it's the" Shenyin "assassination unit of Shenmen? The name is loud, but I don't know if the strength is worthy of the name. "

With that, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at the air behind him. He continued faintly: "I don't think it's the garbage with the two breath hiding methods behind, right?

If it's really them, I'll take it as if I didn't say it, and they don't deserve it. "

"Ha ha, Mr. Wang's tone is really big enough!"

One of the two men, who was pointed out by Wang Xu, removed the secret method on the spot, walked out of the darkness and sneered

"Jiujue door god, Zuoshen emissary, Zhao Guangjin, master of congenital sanpinjing, from... Jiu! Loong! Learn! "Courtyard

The last four words of "Kowloon College" are almost word by word, as if they are talking about an extremely frightening background.

"Jiujue door god gate? Zuo Shenshi? Another congenital master, or sanpinjing? " On the ground, the faces of many people in Wumeng changed wildly.

Among the three congenital masters of the military alliance in Chishui base, one of them was sitting in the center of the base to command the combat Department of each branch. At this time, one of them stood up and wanted to support Wang Xu.

Before, when Xie Feng reported the strength of sipingjing, they couldn't sit still. But because of Wang Xu's calm attitude, they just sat still.

Now there's another Sanpin realm. How can you still sit?

But the master of Wumeng dared to take a step, and was stopped by his companion: "mountain town, hold on, don't get excited, you and I are only two-level cultivation, what else can we do except to delay Prince Wang?"

"Yes, I don't know how many enemies are hidden around now. It's all up to the three of us. If you leave at this time, what will those people do when they suddenly break out?" Another master also advised.

Mountain town smell speech immediately hesitated, he knew the companion said another layer of meaning.

This is Mr. Wang's trouble. It has nothing to do with our Wumeng. Moreover, the enemy is powerful. What else can you do besides death?

But the next second, his face straightened and he said firmly:

"Mr. Wang is now a member of our Martial Arts League. Even if he is not, he is the same as me as a warrior of China. Those people are from Jiulong College of Xuankong City, and they are warriors of the solar world. They are superior. They were born to despise us, and later they will be our enemies. Have you forgotten the purpose of our alliance? "

He asked the other two masters to keep silent.

One of the founding masters of the alliance is that the Chinese warriors are united in fighting against foreign enemies and will not give up life and death!

This "foreign enemy" refers to the warrior of the sun!

Since the discovery of the "Gates" connecting the solar world and Huaxia, the warriors of the Wumeng have almost always regarded the powerful forces in the solar world as "imaginary enemies.".

It's not that there is "enemy fantasy" at the top of the alliance, but that in the martial arts circle, among the martial arts, the weak is the original sin!

Especially in China, the deeper and longer the warrior contacts the solar world, the more afraid he is of the opposite world where the law of the jungle and human life are like weeds.

But they are only two grades. How can they defeat a fourth grade warrior and a third grade warrior? Even, just now Wang Xu said that there are two people hiding. If that person is also a warrior of the sun world in the third grade realm, wouldn't he die alive?

Just as the two masters of Wumeng hesitated, a cold exclamation came from the sky: "I, jiujue Gate God, youshenshi, Pengyue, Xiantian sanpinjing master, from Jiulong University!"

In an instant, the faces of the two masters of Wumeng who were in hesitation changed wildly. Even the mountain town was pale, and there was despair in both eyes.

Two third graders and one fourth grader!

The strength of the warriors in the sun world, even though all the Chinese warriors are now changing to complete martial arts, is still far worse than that of the warriors in the sun world in the same realm.

How to fight this?

It's hopeless!

"Enough with us?" Zhao Guangjin and Peng Yue, one left and one right, stood behind Wang Xu, echoing Xie Feng in a cold voice.

For a while.

On the ground, almost all the people of the Martial Arts Alliance focused on Wang Xu. Unexpectedly, Wang Xu shook his head and uttered four words

"I still don't deserve it!"