Chapter 5129: Another gift from the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers? !

"You...what did you say?!" Hearing this, Lang Wujie rubbed his ears and looked at Xiao Xuan unhappily.

"It was given by the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers. Did you hear that clearly?" Xiao Xuan sneered.

Lang Wujie stood there in a daze, looking at Xiao Xuan stupidly. After a long silence, he shook his head vigorously: "You...you lied! How could the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers give you a magic weapon? Do you know what period the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers lived in? Ah!"

In the eyes of Lang Wujie, the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers was a big figure in the ancient times. He was the first weapon refiner in the Ancient Burial Holy Land and the strongest weapon refiner in all the holy lands.

The King of Ten Thousand Soldiers gave the Wolf God Battle Blade to the Ancient Wolf Immortal Clan because the Ancient Wolf Immortal Clan had helped him.

But now, the kid in front of him actually said that the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers gave him a magic weapon, which made Lang Wujie dare not believe it anyway. ..

"Haha...why would I lie to you? Ridiculous." Xiao Xuan shook his head disdainfully.

"You... deserve to die!" Lang Wujie gritted his teeth, feeling humiliated.

The Wolf God Saber, which their ancient wolf fairy clan regarded as a treasure, seemed to be within reach in the eyes of the other party.

For Lang Wujie, this was a humiliation, a deep humiliation!

"How dare you disrespect Lord Wanbing Wang! You are looking for death!" Lang Wujie shouted angrily.

"Hehehe... Lang Wujie! What do you think of this?" Xiao Qing took out the Wuji Holy Sword and looked at Lang Wujie with a smirk.

In an instant, Lang Wujie felt that the Wolf God Saber in his hand also resonated with the opponent's Wuji Holy Sword.

It seems that the Wolf God Saber and the double swords in the opponent's hands are also of the same origin.

"You... What kind of magic weapon is this?!" Lang Wujie was stunned.

"Wuji Holy Sword, given by Wanbing Wang." Xiao Qing smiled.

At this moment, Lang Wujie felt that he was not feeling well.

It was given by Wanbing Wang again? !

Why? !

Why did the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers give the other party a magic weapon? !

And it seems that each person gets one!

When did the magic weapon made by the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers become so worthless? !

Lang Wujie felt humiliated, deeply humiliated.

Seeing Lang Wujie stunned, Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Lang Wujie, calm down, there is still this!"

Xiao Fan took out the ancient painting with a sly smile on his face.

Originally, in Xiao Fan's opinion, the ancient painting should resonate with the Wolf God Saber in Lang Wujie's hand.

But Xiao Fan was wrong, the ancient painting did not react at all.

"What is this?!" Lang Wujie was curious.

"Ahem... Nothing, you don't have enough opportunity, so you can't see it." Xiao Fan coughed dryly and put away the ancient painting.

There is no doubt that the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers did not want to say anything, so Lang Wujie did not have any perception.

"You... Where did you get the magic weapon of the Lord of Ten Thousand Soldiers? Tell me!" Lang Wujie gritted his teeth, and greed burst out in his eyes.

Xiao Fan and others said that the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers gave it, and Lang Wujie naturally did not believe it.

The King of Ten Thousand Soldiers was a figure from the ancient times. After the decline of the Ancient Burial Sacred Land, there was no trace of the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers. How could the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers give Xiao Fan and his friends magic weapons? !

However, in response to Lang Wujie's questioning, Xiao Fan and his friends only had one sentence.

"The King of Ten Thousand Soldiers gave it to me!"

"The King of Ten Thousand Soldiers gave it to me!"

"The King of Ten Thousand Soldiers is very easy-going! I can't refuse it!"

"......"

Lang Wujie gnashed his teeth and beat his chest in anger: "You! I'll give you a chance! Give me the magic weapon in your hands! I'll spare you a way out! Including you!"

Lang Wujie's eyes finally fell on Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan saw sincerity in Lang Wujie's eyes.

It seemed that if he really handed over the magic weapon of the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers, the other party would be willing to spare him.

It was just a pity that Lang Wujie misjudged his own strength and underestimated the strength of Xiao Fan and his friends.

"Lang Wujie, do you think you are invincible in the world when you reach the Emperor Realm?!" Xiao Qing sneered.

"Invincible? Haha... If it's in the Kongchen Holy Land, I certainly wouldn't dare to say that! But to tell you the truth! In the Shenmen Secret Realm! I! Lang Wujie is invincible!" Lang Wujie looked proud, and his body was filled with overwhelming domineering.

"Why are you so confident?!" Xiao Xuan wondered. ..

"Why? My ancient wolf fairy bloodline! Once it reaches the emperor realm! It will undergo a transformation! Haha... I won't waste my time with you! I only give you three breaths of time! If you agree! Then hand over the magic weapon! If you don't agree! Then don't blame me!"

From Lang Wujie, Xiao Fan and the others felt the murderous intent.

Strong murderous intent.

But this matter had no chance to ease from the beginning.

"Since you want to do it, then come on." Xiao Fan sneered and moved his neck.

"Looking for death! Then I will kill you first! And then take away the magic weapon in your hands!" Lang Wujie shouted coldly and rushed towards Xiao Fan.

Lang Wujie was extremely fast, and wherever his figure went, the imperial Dao pattern spread.

In the blink of an eye, Lang Wujie arrived in front of Xiao Fan and the others, and burst out with a terrifying aura.