Chapter 382: Blood flows into the river 7 (fifth!)

Chapter 382 Blood Flows into the River 7 (Fifth!)
"The patriarch, what is the situation?"
At this time, behind the black people, a middle-aged also smelled a strong blood, immediately frowned, and asked quickly.
"This..."
At this time, the patriarch and elders who walked in the front of the family saw the situation around them, and their faces were horrified.
Their eyes swept over dozens of bodies on the ground. These bodies were white and black lotus, apparently the Jiulian faction.
When they saw the location next to the cave, the face slowly showed a shocking color.
Two tragic people lay next to the hole, a white black lotus, figure, very familiar.
The other one is still very familiar.
"Jiu Lian sent the young master, the disciple of the elders, Fang Huazi!"
The two old men's faces showed a dignified look. They looked over and there was no one around the Jiulian faction. There was only one body of the Jiulian faction.
"How many people?"
They quickly turned their heads and saw a teenager pushing a wheelchair in the entrance of the tunnel.
On the top of the wheelchair, there is also a girl sitting.
They stood there quietly, as if waiting for them to come out.
"Bloody breath?"
"The cloud cloud patriarch, go!"
Behind the hole came the sound of urging and doubt from other forces.
The two old black-eyed eyes stared at Wang Xian tightly, and they jumped to the top and looked at them with some vigilance.
"The patriarch!"
Next to it, several forces that were originally surrounded by the cave, several middle-aged men in black clothes quickly walked over.
The disciples of several other forces saw the Zongmen strongmen coming out, and they were busy in the past.
"what happened?"
The two old men of the Liuyun family glanced at Wang Xian, and asked the disciples who were coming to the dignified.
"The patriarch!"
Several disciples swept the kings with fear and whispered and began to talk about the situation here.
"what's going on?"
"What happened? Jiulian sent a small master? Fang Huazi medical doctor?"
At this time, the next forces came out and shouted in horror.
The disciples who are around are coming over and telling them
"What is the situation? Hurry up and give us the Jiulian pie!"
Below, there was a voice from Jiulian to send an elder overbearing.
All the forces quickly retreated to the side of the position, the face was a little dignified and swept over the Wang Xian, six of them, and their eyes looked at the last side, the Jiulian faction in the hole, the eyes flashed.
The news from several disciples was so shocking to them.
The king of Jiangcheng, a doctor of medicine, was directly killed, and he wanted to kill the Jiulian faction.
Looking at the fierce Jiulian School and Fang Huazi, they know that this time, I am afraid there will be a battle.
"Well? Is there a smell on it? Is there a person who doesn't know how to live and want to break in?"
A slightly fat, seemingly blessed middle-aged appearance, he came out of the cave, said with a smile.
"Head!"
The faint voice came, the chubby middle-aged face glimpsed slightly, looked up, the whole person was stiff, and the smile on his face disappeared.
He slowly looked in the direction of the sound.
For a moment, a horrible murder came.
"Liaoling, you... how come you are!"
The slightly fat middle-aged face changed dramatically, and the figure was moving directly to the side of Jiu Lian’s young master. His eyes were full of anger.
"what happened?"
"what?"
"Who is it? Who dares to kill me Jiulian to send disciples!"
"Hua Zi!"
All the people of the Jiulian School came out, followed by the master of Fang Huazi, the elders of the saints of the saints, and another doctor of the disciples of the saints.
When they saw the surrounding scene, they suddenly became red and full of murderous loud voices.
The little fat middle-aged face looked embarrassed and looked at the Jiulian faction on the ground. He snarled loudly: "Dowling, who did it, said, who is it, I will kill him!"
"Out!"
Wang Xian saw everyone in the Jiulian School coming out with a smile on his face.
"Ok?"
The voice of Wang Xian attracts everyone, and everyone looks at Wang Xian.
The elders of the wind stood by the Guanghua medical doctor and heard the sound and immediately looked at it.
"Jiangcheng, Wang Shen doctor!"
The elders of the wind swept over six of them, and their eyes fell on Wang Xian. They narrowed their eyes and filled their eyes with murderousness: "Is this what you did?"
"Yes, this is just the beginning, then it's your turn!"
Wang Xian nodded and slowly pulled out the sword in his hand.
"Dare to kill me Jiulian to send disciples, I want you to be born to die!"
When an old man heard the words of Wang Xian, his body shape changed and he came directly to him.
Did not ask too much, and there is no such thing as a slight embarrassment.
Dare to kill the disciples of the Jiulian School, dare to make Jiu Lian Shaozhu so miserable, to die!
"Jiulian pie? I don't know who gave you the courage to dare to hurt my Wang Xian's sister!"
Wang Xian’s eyes flashed a faint cool color, and his body shape directly touched the old man.
"You are looking for death!" The old man's innate level of strength, exudes a bitter cold.
"Humph!"
Wang Xian snorted and the long sword in his hand waved directly.
"puff!"
A sword is still a sword. The old man's palm is shot toward Wang Xian, but when a sword passes, his attack stops.
"Destruction, start!"
Wang Xian’s long sword was withdrawn, and his body shape moved directly toward the attack of the Jiulian faction.
"Ok?"
Jiu Lian sent everyone a glimpse, and looked at the elder who was the first to attack.
How did the elder's attack stop?
"bump!"
Under the astounding eyes of the Jiulian School and all around, the old man fell directly on the ground and his eyes widened.
In the position of his neck, a lot of red blood is pouring out!
"A sword kills the elders?"
"not good!"
All the people in Jiulian sent the elders to death, and they looked at Wang Xian, who was attacking them. The eyes were shocked.
"Give me kill him!"
Jiulian sent his head to sweep his eyes, wide open his eyes, and shouted in anger.
"kill!"
All the strong people of Jiulian sent them to Wang Xian, palms, and greeted them directly.
"Puff puff!"
Wang Xian waved a long sword and smashed the sword at the speed of a horrible sword.
Although he does not understand the swordsmanship, but under the support of powerful strength, under the blessing of innate-level weapons, it is simply easy to kill a weaker level than his strength.
Killing the innate is like killing a chicken.
"What? How come, how could he be so horrible?"
When everyone around watched the young boy's sword easily killing a congenital strongman, his face showed a shocking look.
Although it was shocked to easily defeat the Jiu Lian lord, the Jiu Lian lord has just entered the innate, and it is not impossible to win.
However, now, the old innate strongman is still being killed by a sword.
In particular, the boy holding a long sword has already begun to slaughter many talents of the Jiulian School!
One sword!
(End of this chapter)