My Wife from the Game

He Taichong gasped for breath and was in a state of embarrassment. He didn't have the slightest temperament. He wanted to shoot again in a hurry, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"He Sect Leader!" Only then did someone from the six major sects support him with hindsight.

There were originally only seventeen people, and the two most powerful were still suffering from internal injuries. Song Daxia stayed in the Wudang faction because of Song Qingshu, and only disciples with average strength among them came.

In this way, the combat effectiveness of the six sects has been weakened by more than [-]% to [-]%.

Guan Neng Jingang glared angrily and shouted: "You are so cruel, and since this is the case, we will not be merciful."

After all, he looked at Zong Weixia and the others.

Those people immediately knew in their hearts that they were going to make a move together.

At the moment, these people are a little hesitant.

After all, there are still so many people in the rivers and lakes watching, what's the matter, you have to worry about the prestige of the sect, right?

Guan Neng was the same as them before, how could he not know what they were thinking, and shouted again: "We should focus on eradicating the devils that endanger the world, what are we still doing?"

Listening to his high-sounding words, Wang Chao couldn't help but chuckle again.

He felt the true essence in his body, and the remaining [-]-[-]%, he could still use two or three ordinary ten thousand swords to return to the ancestors, and a complete ten thousand swords to return to the ancestors.

Fifteen people, then come to the latter.

He won't wait for them to do it first, but will take advantage of this time to start accumulating power.

The breeze picked up and blew the trees.

Then the wind soared, and the wind and clouds changed color.

Guan Neng and others noticed that the situation of heaven and earth was wrong, but the sword light in Wang Chao's hand had already penetrated Changhong and was mighty.

Thousands of warriors and players watched, but those with swords on their bodies were simply out of control, and they screamed and unsheathed, as if they had already bowed their heads to Wang Chao and proclaimed the king.

Everyone was shocked.

Who has seen such power.

That He Taichong was even more pale, staring at the already completely gloomy sky and the huge sword light.

Between the heavens and the earth, only this light, this sword, slammed down in thousands of pairs of eyes, rushing down thousands of miles.

After a long time, the world finally returned to normal.

Seventeen people from the six sects fell to the ground. Guan Neng and He Taichong were killed on the spot because they had suffered internal injuries before.

Wang Chao walked to the corpse that Guan could lean against He Taichong step by step, and the Beiming Divine Art was working.

Fifty million experience points were recorded.

Chapter [-] The name of the devil

Seeing Guan Neng die, seeing him turn into a human being, full of true essence, the muscle cells were completely absorbed.

This really demon-like behavior caused the rest of the people's faces to change greatly, and they were terrified.

Wang Chao threw down the bodies of the two and looked at the others.

Zong Weixia was so frightened that he wanted to retreat, but he was injured, but he couldn't retreat.

They were so quickly defeated by Wang Chao this time, and to put it bluntly, they were too eager.

He didn't wait for him to come out of the seven-story pagoda to recover from his injuries before releasing the wanted order, before the rest of the sects gathered to discuss the crusade against Wang Chao, and before he got to know him thoroughly before taking action, he was self-righteous, and Wang Chao took the opportunity to come to Kong first. Dong faction.

Fishing for fame and reputation, without giving up the reputation of the famous and decent, one by one, it is a defeat.

Arrogant and arrogant, deceived by the high position for many years, looking down on the younger generation, it is a defeat.

Don't think about danger in peace, if you lose a battle, you will lose the blood of the year, and you will not dare to resist, it is a defeat.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and it is time for them to give up these positions to young people.

The corners of Wang Chao's mouth twitched slightly, and this faint smile was like the final announcement of death in the eyes of these fifteen people.

They are no longer worthy of being masters in the eyes of the world. If they hadn't been indecisive and gave Wang Chao 763 time, how could this trick Wanjian Guizong really be used among so many people.

Zong Weixia shouted in panic, "All Kongtong disciples obey!"

Before the words fell completely, Wang Chao had already grabbed his neck with one hand, and the Beiming Divine Art was running in his body.

Zong Weixia clearly felt that the real yuan was passing rapidly, struggling desperately, and slapped Wang Chao with one palm after another, but the attack became weaker and weaker, and in the end it was no different from ordinary people.

Another [-] million experience was recorded.

He dropped Zong Weixia and looked at Hu Bao.

Hu Bao is still a little bloody: "You have killed three people now, if you dare to continue to kill, there will be no place for you in the rivers and lakes!"

Wang Chao smiled lightly: "My place is never given by anyone, nor can anyone interfere, only me can decide."

After he finished speaking, Hu Bao was already in his palm.

The disciples of the Kongtong faction finally came to their senses. Although they were afraid, they could only rush towards him.

Wang Chao swept the folding fan in his hand, and the true essence came out in waves, and a large number of people were immediately thrown away.

He folded the fan down, and with a slight movement, a deep crack was drawn on the ground: "Whoever crosses this line will die."