Chapter 137: The king is coming (third!)

In a group of fifty-three, a young man walked in the center, followed by an old man.

With a smile on his face, the boy easily swept everyone in front of him.

When he saw an old man lying on the ground, the smile on his face sank slightly.

The entire banquet in the martial arts venue fell silent, and everyone looked at the group of people coming forward.

"Whoever comes, dare to be presumptuous in Yanjia Villa!"

A Jiangcheng warrior rolled his eyes and immediately shouted loudly.

He wants to please the Yan family!

"A group of Xiaoxiao dare to be presumptuous in Yan's house!"

The Bi Family Patriarch of the Guwu Family also pleased and shouted loudly.

Those who come are naturally Wangxian and Longmen.

He glanced at everyone around him coldly, and walked slowly towards Xue Lao's position.

"Unexpectedly, you dare to come, I thought you would be a tortoise."

Yan Feng saw Wang Xian leading a group of people over, glanced around, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Yan Feng didn't pay any attention to the people he brought, but instead felt that this was interesting.

"It's just eight o'clock now. I thought I was very punctual, but I didn't expect it to be earlier. Really, I didn't observe the time!"

Wang Xian faintly swept the so-called Mr. Feng Yan Feng in the school, came to Xue Lao's side, and squatted down!

"Little Brother Wang Xian, you are here, be careful, Yan Family, they, they are too strong!"

When Old Xue saw Wang Xian, he opened his eyes and said to him with a pale face full of despair.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xue, leave it to me!"

Wang Xian placed his palm in Xue Lao's body and directly treated his body with dragon energy.

Old Xue's limbs were abolished, and his dantian was abolished. For a warrior, his life was completely over.

But this is nothing to Wang Xian.

A strong dragon gas directly repaired all the injuries on his body.

Xue Lao recovered from his injuries quickly, his face changed slightly, and he looked at Wang Xian in a daze.

Wang Xian smiled at him and slowly helped him up.

Old Xue's injuries were all because of him, but it was not too late for him to come.

Injury, he can heal, the person who injured him, or...

"Well, very powerful medical skills, no wonder even the saint disciples are defeated in your hands!"

Yan Feng saw that Xue Lao actually stood up, his eyes lighted: "Now give you a chance to redeem your sins and submit to my Yan family. I can forgive your rudeness and prestige, and let your friends and relatives go!"

He said, looking down at Wang Xian condescendingly, his body exuding strong confidence.

Yan Feng stared at him like a hunter looking at his prey. As the proud son of heaven, he has not regarded Wang Xian as an opponent.

Wang Xian looked over with a smile, this Yan Feng was really confident enough to be arrogant.

"Old Xue, who were you injured by?"

Wang Xian ignored Yan Feng and asked Lao Xue.

"Compared with a warrior of the Yan family and was abolished."

A trace of bitterness appeared on Old Xue's face. After all, he was abolished by a warrior of the same level because he was not good at learning.

"Shall we compete?"

Wang Xian looked at everyone in the Yan family: "You like to learn from each other, so let's learn from my people and let me see the Yan family where the king returns!"

"Haha, boy, I think you are really toasting and not eating fine wine. I gave you a chance. If you make me angry, you are not responsible for the consequences!"

When Yan Feng saw Wang Xian ignoring himself, he said with a sullen face.

"Boy, just you, we can get rid of you without the Yan family's action."

"Lao Yan, as long as you give an order, we will abolish these arrogant guys!"

One by one martial artist family requested orders, and shouted coldly at Wang Xian.

Yan Gukong waved his hand, and the voices of all the martial artists around him stopped immediately, not daring to speak.

"You just offend our Yan family saint disciple and distinguished guest, don't take our Yan family in the eyes of the kid!"

Yan Gukong stared at Wang Xian and asked.

"My friend was injured by you!" Wang Xian asked without answering, staring at Yan Gukong.

"The people who offend our Yan family, this is the end!"

Yan Gukong said flatly.

"Very well, since you like to play this way, then I will play this way with you."

Wang Xian nodded coldly, glanced around and shouted coldly: "Who hurt my friend? Come out!"

"It's your uncle and me, boy, if you heal once, I can abandon it once and provoke our Yan family. This is the end!"

The middle-aged man who was fighting against Old Xue said coldly to Wang Xian, and glanced at Old Xue with disdain.

"Very good, then learn from each other!"

Wang Xian beckoned, and a dragon figure strode out.

"Warrior level seven, Demon Thirteen!" The dragon man stared at the middle-aged man.

"Haha, well, challenging our Yan family is interesting and interesting."

Yan Gukong laughed when he saw that Wang Xian had sent someone to discuss the Yan family with them, "In this case, if the visitor is a guest, I will play with them!"

The middle-aged man smiled coldly, bowed towards Yan Gukong, raised his head and stared at Mo Thirteen: "I will abolish you!"

"Judging from the battle between Yan Beiyun and Xue Lao just now, Yan Beiyun is already at the top of the seventh level of the martial artist, and can even reach the eighth level of the martial artist. the behavior of!"

"Who is that young man who dared to provoke the Yan family, and dare to come over today, really come to die!"

"This kid didn't come here just now, because he didn't see the Yan family's greatness. Now he is here like a beam jumping clown. He learns from the Yan family and learns from the Yan family. Hehe, it's ridiculous!"

The surrounding crowd stared at Wang Xian with disdain. The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but if he dares to provoke tigers, the outcome will be very tragic.

Listening to the discussion around him, Wang Xian saw the middle-aged arrogant look, with a playful look on his face.

"boom!"

Just as everyone was jokingly waiting for Demon Thirteen to be cruel, Demon Thirteen's figure moved.

He exudes a faint black aura, like a wild beast, swiftly attacking the middle-aged.

"Some strength!"

The middle-aged squinted his eyes slightly, he clenched his fist and greeted him directly!

"Rubbish!"

"boom!"

A faint voice sounded on the martial arts stage, followed by a dull voice.

The middle-aged Yan family flew out at a terrifying speed. In the air, he could even see his sunken chest.

"bump!"

The middle-aged Yan family fell heavily on a table, motionless.

"how can that be!"

The faces of the surrounding people showed shocked expressions. You must know that the middle-aged Yan family, but the existence of the seventh-level martial artist, was killed by the same level!

This is incredible!

"Boy, you dare to lie to us and die!"

Yan Zhongyuan saw his tribe being killed instantly, with an angry look on his face.

He wouldn't believe that Mo Thirteen was only at the seventh level of the martial artist, and it was absolutely impossible to kill at the second level.