Chapter 64： Dragon

"Haha, good."

The besieged old man saw Wang Xian beheading two Qinglian ancient sects, his eyes shone, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes. He looked at the middle-aged leader and couldn't help laughing: "You Qinglian ancient It’s self-proclaimed, but wants to kill an ordinary person, but he didn’t expect to kick the iron plate, haha!"

"Brother, thank you for your help. If you help me kill this group of virtuous guys, I will give you what they want to rob."

The faces of the six middle-aged men who besieged the old man changed drastically, and they did not expect to encounter such a thing. They had always been arrogant and didn't care about destroying an ordinary person.

But they did not expect that this person would be so terrifying.

The middle-aged leader held the knife in his hand tightly, staring at Wang Xian bloodthirsally.

"The grievances between our Qinglian Ancient Sect and the Ancient Demon Sect. I hope this brother will not interfere. After the incident, our Qinglian Ancient Sect will be rewarded!"

"kill!"

Hearing what the middle-aged said, Wang Xian didn't fluctuate in the slightest. He didn't have the slightest affection for the six people in front of him.

"Kill, my Demon Qinglong will kill you even if I fight for my life." Demon Qinglong saw Wang Xian's attack, his eyes showed a dazzling light, his body was black, and he desperately attacked the surrounding six people regardless of his injuries. Away.

"bad!"

The middle-aged leader saw them attacking, his face was somber that he almost bleeds: "You trap the Demon Azure Dragon first, I will kill that guy."

"It's the head." The five surrounding people held the swords tightly, formed a sword formation, and walked towards the Demon Azure Dragon.

"Five people want to trap my Demon Qinglong, even if it is seriously injured, you are not my opponent!" Demon Qinglong's black hair danced wildly, and the black energy on his body surged around.

The other side.

Wang Xian looked at the middle-aged who was attacking him, with a solemn expression on his face.

He found that the speed of middle age was faster than himself.

"Martial artist eighth level, I don't know if my physical body can resist the martial artist eighth level attack."

Wang Xian showed solemnity on his face. His current strength was able to fight and kill a martial artist at level 7, but he was not sure at level 8, but he was not afraid.

"Go to hell, you **** fellow." The middle-aged leader swung the sword in his hand, and a bit of cold light stabbed towards Wang Xian.

"Fast speed."

When Wang Xian saw the middle-aged long sword, his face changed slightly, his figure shifted, and he hid away.

"Can you hide?" The middle-aged's eyes showed a trace of disdain, and he waved his arm.

"hiss!"

The long sword struck Wang Xian's arm directly, leaving a full three-inch wound on his arm.

The wound is not deep, but it looks serious.

"Sure enough, Martial Artist Level 8 can hurt myself!"

Wang Xian's face showed dignity, watching the wound on his arm slowly heal, staring at the middle-aged leader with vigilance.

"I don't even know a little bit of martial arts and dare to die!"

The middle-aged leader realized that Wang Xian did not understand martial arts at a glance, and his eyes showed disdain: "Next, you go to die!"

As he said, the long sword in his hand danced wildly, and in the end countless sword shadows overlapped, turning into a sharp long sword and slashed towards Wang Xian.

"call!"

Wang Xian took a deep breath and looked at the sharp sword that the middle-aged slashed towards him. If he was slashed, he would definitely be seriously injured.

However, he was not afraid of the slightest: "Try the power of Dragon Ball!"

He opened his mouth slightly, a fire-red dragon ball the size of a quail egg flew directly from his mouth, attacking the middle-aged at a terrifying speed.

"What is this?" The middle-aged leader saw something attacking him like a fireball, his face changed slightly, and the long sword in his hand was directly cut off.

With a move in Wang Xian's heart, the dragon ball that flew out strangely drew an arc, avoided his long sword, and directly attacked the middle-aged leader's arm.

"what!"

A scream of horror came, and the middle-aged was horrified to find that this small fireball-like thing fell on his arm and quickly melted his body.

In an instant, a hole appeared in his arm, and he was horrified to find that the position of his chest seemed to be familiar.

It is cooked by a strong temperature.

His eyes widened, and his eyes were filled with unbelievable expressions. He stared at Wang Xian, his eyes filled with despair.

"A murderer is always killed!"

Wang Xian spoke slowly towards the middle-aged leader, with a movement in his heart, the dragon ball swept across the middle-aged leader's body.

At this moment, the body of the middle-aged person turned to ashes, no, under the intense high temperature, there was no ashes left.

With a move in his heart, the dragon ball he controlled came to the other two corpses, the dragon ball passed by, and everything ceased to exist.

"No, the head was killed!"

At this time, there was a horrified cry from the side, they did not expect that their head was killed.

Their eyes swept across Wang Xian, their bodies chilling.

Why did we provoke this strong man recklessly?

"Haha, you all die for me too!" Mo Qinglong saw several people clones, the black energy on his body churned and swept towards the five people.

"not good!"

"Ah, no!"

Several screams came, five middle-aged desperate resistance, but in the end they were all beheaded by the old man.

"Ahem!"

After killing the five people, the Demon Qinglong vomited blood, holding on to his body, his body exuding death, and his life was dying!

The escape and desperation just now had consumed all his vitality.

"Thank you, brother!"

Mo Qinglong forced himself to look at Wang Xian, with a miserable smile on his mouth.

Wang Xian frowned slightly looking at the old man.

"Cough cough." Demon Qinglong coughed violently, spit out a mouthful of blood, slowly took out a package from his waist, and smiled sadly: "This is what those decent people want to snatch. They didn't get it, brother, send it. Here you are."

After speaking, the Demon Azure Dragon seemed to have exhausted all its strength and fell directly to the ground.

Wang Xian looked at the old man quietly, and his heart moved, he immediately walked to the front of Mo Qinglong and lifted his body.

The Dragon Ball swept across, and the surrounding bodies were all wiped out.

Looking at the package in his hand, Wang Xian held the old man, rode on the heavy locomotive, and drove towards the beach.

When he came to the beach, Wang Xian hugged the old man and jumped directly into the water. He did not become a dragon, and quickly swam towards the distance.

In less than twenty minutes, Wang Xian came to the deserted island next to Clam Girl.

Wang Xian threw the old man on the ground, and watched him only a breath of life, with a faint smile on his face.

"As a Shenlong, you must not only have the subordinates of the Aquarium Dragon Palace, but also have your own forces in the human world. The sea and the land, I must be powerful!"

Wang Xian stared at the old man with scorching eyes, he wanted to establish a human power.

This old man will be his first human warrior: Dragon Man!