Chapter 1543: Suppress all Tianjiao 5

"how can that be?"
In the banquet venue of Wuqing City Mansion, Tian Qingguang, another young man and Bing Jinghuan exclaimed.
Their pupils shrank slightly, their eyes flickering at Wang Xian.
The young men and women of the Shenguang Dynasty are not strong, but they are definitely not weak. It is absolutely easy to deal with a young Guangming pastor.
However, facing this Pastor Wang, he was instantly killed.
This made the three of them slightly embarrassed, and everyone around them was also surprised.
"The strength of this guy!"
As the child of light, Tian Qingguang clenched his fists and stared at Wang Xian, his face uncertain.
As Pastor Guangming, he knows the strength of Pastor Guangming very well.
Last time, he was easily thrown out from the fourth floor. He thought that the opponent's strength was the third-order at most.
The Guangming priest of the third-order Dongxu, the strength and the other practitioners of the second-order Dongxu can't find it.
However, the one who surrounded Pastor Wang just now was a second-tier Dongxu, and a dozen of them were thrown out in an instant?
This...
How strong is his strength?
Bright priest of the fourth order of Dongxu?
He couldn't believe it!
But his strength...
Tian Qingguang stared at Wang Xian with an uncertain face.
"Isn't this Pastor Wang a Guangming Pastor? How could he defeat the people of Shenguang Dynasty in an instant?"
The elite disciples of the surrounding forces also stared at Wang Xian with shocked faces, carefully looking up and down.
No wonder he dared to be so arrogant!
It turns out that he has this strength!
"Unexpectedly, it is possible to easily defeat a group of strong men of the first and second stages of the hole, and indeed has the arrogant qualification!"
"Interesting, this is interesting!"
Bing Jinghuan stared at Wang Xian coldly, and walked slowly two steps forward.
"It's very interesting!"
The young prince of Shenguang Dynasty also slowly stepped forward, holding a bright sword in his hand.
"Nine Princes, do you want us to help you educate this guy!"
"Eighth Prince, do we need to do it!"
Several young people from the surrounding secondary forces saw Bing Jinghuan and the young prince of Shenguang Dynasty preparing to do something, and walked a few steps forward, asking for instructions.
The shot at this time can make the princes of the two first-rate forces show their favor.
"No, I want to see, how strong can a Pastor Guangming be?"
The corner of Bing Jinghuan's mouth was slightly tilted, with a look of interest on his face.
"Huh? What's going on? The banquet of Prince Wu Qingcheng has been changed to a discussion scene?"
"Maybe someone is here to discuss, hehe, interesting and interesting, we are a bit late!"
At this moment, a surprised voice came from behind.
When everyone heard this voice, they were slightly taken aback, and quickly looked towards the back position.
"He Sui Family!"
"He clan... is He Yuan, the forest master of the He clan. The woman beside him seems to be He Suiqing. He Yuan’s fiancée, the He clan and the He Sui clan are about to marry!"
"He Suiwen is here, too. His talent is only one-liner behind the princes of Heyuan Wuqing City in the vast area, but he is also very powerful!"
A group of people looked behind, and hurriedly shouted at He Yuan and He Suiwen in front of them.
Regarding the top tianjiao in the vast area, standing at the top are the Wuji imperial city Wuqing City, the two tianjiaos in the sky and the underground, the invincible Nanhuang invincible in the south gate, and He Yuan, the master of the forest beast of the He family.
Each of them has a unique name, which is recognized by the entire vast area.
Even He Suiwen of the He Sui family and other outstanding disciples of the solipsism of the Wuji imperial family in the southern imperial family cannot be compared with the five of them.
The talents of five people are the best of the same generation.
The arrival of He Yuan and He Suiwen made everyone look at it.
"Young Master Wen is here, haha, it's not too late, I'm about to teach a pastor Guangming, it just so happens that you can still watch the show!"
Bing Jinghuan of the Bingxin Dynasty saw the arrival of the He family and the He Suiwen family, looked at He Suiwen, and said with a faint smile on his face.
"Teach a Guangming priest? Haha, what? Nine princes, are you doing it with the Shenguang Dynasty?"
He Suiwen laughed when he saw the people of Shenguang Dynasty lying on the ground.
"Sao Wen, don't provoke my relationship with Brother Bing Jinghuan!"
The Eighth Prince of Shenguang Dynasty looked at He Suiwen and said lightly.
"Oh? Didn't you two do it?"
A curious look appeared on He Suiwen's face.
The group of them walked over here as they spoke, and their eyes swept around.
He Yuan also swept the surrounding people with a smile on his face.
"A guy who dares to insult Princess Qingyan and provoke us, you are here just right, you can see us for free!"
Bing Jinghuan said lightly towards He Suiwen.
"Haha, it's interesting, I want to see which guy who is looking for death dares to provoke you, Bing Jinghuan and Tian Qingyuan! It's really meaningless heroes!"
He Suiwen laughed and looked at Wang Xian in the center with a smile, his eyes full of curiosity.
He Suiwen, who was dressed loosely, revealed a free and easy atmosphere, standing there with his arms around him.
He Yuan also looked around curiously, his eyes falling on Wang Xian's back.
"what?"
He looked at this figure, feeling a little familiar, but shook his head immediately.
With a light breath, holding a light staff, how could it be...
"Xiang Wang, it's Fairy Wang!"
At this moment, Lin Yaoyao suddenly widened her eyes, looking at Wang Xian's figure and let out an exclamation.
As a forest fairy race, she has a unique talent.
When she first saw Wang Xian's figure, she felt a little familiar.
But she didn't think of this figure at that person, but when she felt it carefully, the whole person was a little stunned.
She felt it several times before daring to confirm it completely.
Fairy Wang is definitely the Fairy Wang.
"Prince Wang Xian? Yao Yao, are you wrong?"
He Suiqing, who was holding He Yuan's arm, heard her exclamation and looked at it suspiciously.
Although she also felt that this figure was familiar, how could this be possible.
"Long time no see, He Yuan!"
But at this moment, when he heard the sound coming from behind, Wang Xian turned his head and looked at He Yuan with a smile on his face.
"Wang... Brother Wang Xian... this... this..."
He Yuan suddenly widened his eyes when he saw Wang Xian, his eyes filled with incredible expressions.
Even speaking, I am a little stuttered!
Really is the Wangxian brother, is this Nima really the Wangxian brother?
Wearing a white dress, holding a staff of light, his body exudes light and holiness.
How could this Nima be the devilish devil in his mind, who wiped out millions of creatures and killed seven demon masters overnight?