Chapter 727: Dragon King Banquet 4 (3/20)

　　 "Sorry, I'm late!"
　　 sounded, and Wang Xian walked towards the banquet hall with a smile on his face.
　　 At this time, Wang Xian had a gentle smile on his face. After he was promoted to the fairy god, his aura was completely restrained.
　　 Before, he was accompanied by a domineering and majestic, and even a trace of evil spirits. Now he looks almost like ordinary people.
　　 Hearing Wang Xian's voice, everyone was taken aback, looking towards the entrance with amazement.
　　 Watching Wang Xian, who is smiling and wearing casual clothes, walked in, a look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the Jiangcheng warriors.
　　 "The aura of the Dragon King has changed, and it is not at all the arrogant arrogance of the former, the domineering attitude that does not put the world in his eyes!"
　　 "That's because the old Dragon King is unbeatable, but now, he is not stupid, he knows that he has converged!"
　　 "Hehe, if the Dragon King dared to be as arrogant as before, he might be killed directly by the fairy gate!"
　　 When some warriors saw Wang Xian's gentle look, the tension in their eyes completely relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on their faces.
　　 "It's okay, it's okay, we just talk a few words, Xianmen still has things to deal with, so... hehe!"
　　 The fat middle-aged man still stood there with a smile, and said to Wang Xian happily.
　　 "Congratulations on the return of the Dragon King, I don't know what the Dragon King banquet has for us!"
　　 The old man who patted the table took a faint sip of wine and asked Wang Xian.
　　 The eyes of the remaining four to five hundred warriors all fell on Wang Xian, with a curious look in their eyes.
　　 "It's okay, just tell everyone, I'm back!"
　　 Wang Xian walked to the front of the banquet, turned his head slowly, and said lightly.
"Ha ha!"
　　 As soon as he finished speaking, the fat middle-aged and several middle-aged old men raised their mouths slightly, revealing a slight chuckle.
　　 The rest of Jiangcheng warriors looked at Wang Xian faintly, without speaking.
　　Wang Xian watched this scene and was not surprised: "Today I have a dinner for everyone, mainly to tell everyone, in Jiangcheng, don't disturb me, I don't want to be troubled by some trivial matters!"
　　 He said, gently lifting a glass of red wine in front of the table and motioning to everyone.
　　 All the warriors found that the Dragon King who stood in front was much weaker, not as domineering as before.
　　 This makes everyone guess that the Dragon King is afraid of the fairy gate.
　　Some warriors immediately picked up their wine glasses, but some warriors did not move.
　　 Leaning against the fairy gate, they can ignore the Dragon King!
　　 "Dragon King, we won't bother you naturally, but we are the site of the Ming Dynasty Immortal Gate and the Puppet Immortal Gate. We are disciples of the Immortal Sect, and everything is instructed by the Immortal Sect!"
　　 A middle-aged man raised his glass and said with a smile at Wang Xian.
"Oh!"
　　 Wang Xian nodded, and a dragon man behind him moved.
　　 "Bumpy bumps!"
　　In an instant, a violent noise suddenly came.
　　 In the field, the strongest player is in the Dan realm, and no one can see the dragon figure clearly.
　　 "Wow!"
　　 Under everyone's stunned mouth, the middle-aged body toasted and flew out, directly smashing through the glass of the hotel, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
　　 Dantian was abandoned and flew directly from the 15th floor.
　　 Everyone in the banquet hall was stunned, followed by a look of horror on their faces.
　　 "Presumptuously, you dare to do something against the disciple of Ming Wang's immortal door, Dragon King, you..."
　　 The fat middle-aged man's face changed drastically, pointing to Wang Xian's face with embarrassment.
　　 "Crack!"
　　 "Ah, you actually abolished my dantian, my daughter is married to an elite disciple of Xianmen, you..."
　　Fat middle-aged hadn’t finished speaking, he felt that his body was under a terrible attack.
　　 The dantian shattered directly, and a big mouthful of blood sprayed out.
　　 also broke through the glass and fell downward.
　　 Their physique will not die, but the martial arts will be cut off in the future.
　　 Another person flew out.
　　 Everyone's complexion changed drastically, and they looked at the smiling youth standing in front with shocked faces.
　　 "He hasn't changed, he hasn't changed!"
　　 Everyone in the banquet hall trembled slightly, and their foreheads were full of cold sweat.
　　Dragon King, he was not afraid of their status as disciples of the immortal door.
　　 Those warriors who hadn't picked up the glass shook their arms and quickly picked up the red wine in front of them, looking at Wang Xian in shock.
　　 The entire banquet hall fell silent for an instant, with only thick breathing.
　　 They were horrified, the Dragon King even ignored their identities as disciples of the immortal door, and even abolished them directly.
　　Wang Xian raised his wine glass and motioned: "No opinion!"
　　 This time, all Jiangcheng warriors quickly drank all the wine in the glass.
　　 "No no, how dare we provoke you to Dragon King!"
　　 An old man said quickly.
　　 "That's right, that's right, in the future in Jiangcheng, Dragon King, tell us what you have to order!"
　　 Another middle-aged person followed up.
　　 Now this smiling dragon king is exactly the same as before!
　　 is still so unscrupulous!
　　 "Interesting, come here uninvited!"
　　 At this moment, Wang Xian turned his head and looked outside.
　　 Each of the warriors wearing thick metal on their bodies flew directly toward this side, except for one metal, there was another thing that flew in the sky like a sailing ship.
　　 There are ten young people on the sailing boat.
　　 "Boom!"
　　 A group of people directly broke the glass and entered the banquet hall.
　　 At the same time, a series of figures emitting pure white light flew toward this side in the dark night.
　　 A total of seven figures flew over here at a terrifying speed.
　　 A middle-aged man with white hair. His white hair is not pale white, and his hair emits a faint light.
　　 Except for a middle-aged person, all the others are young people, including one girl.
　　 The old man wearing dark golden puppet armor bowed towards the white-haired middle-aged man, and then turned to look around.
　　 "Why, do you still follow his orders in the future?"
　　 The old man in the dark golden puppet armor obviously heard the sound here, and his eyes swept across the surrounding Jiangcheng family warriors.
Next to 　　, the seven people with faint light energy on their bodies swept their eyes around, and their eyes finally fell on Wang Xian.
　　 The eyes of two of the young men were full of murderous intent.
　　 "Deacon Zhang, no, no, we...we were also forced by him..."
　　 The faces of the warriors of the puppet immortal gate changed slightly, and they quickly said to the old man.
　　 The deacon from the fairy gate came, but they were relieved.
　　 "Elder Ming!"
　　 Another group of warriors from Mingwang Xianmen saw the white-haired middle-aged man, a trace of shock flashed in their eyes, and they quickly said respectfully.
"Ok!"
　　 The middle-aged nodded coldly, staring at Wang Xian.
　　 "Longmen Dragon King? Do you know where this is?"
　　 "Call us the immortal disciple over, and dare to abolish our puppet immortal disciple, now, let me explain!"
　　 Deacon Zhang stared at Wang Xian and said slowly.
(End of this chapter)