836: C836 Killing a Martial Monarch(part I)

C836 Killing a Martial Monarch(part I)

"Xiaobu!"

"Brother-in-law!"

"Younger Brother Xiaojian!"

, Xiaoqiao, and Daqiao rushed from the skies and arrived just in time to see the scene of Wang Xiaojian being engulfed by the flood of energy.

Their delicate bodies trembled, and their beautiful faces, which had thousands of years of history, instantly paled. Tears instantly fell down from Daqiao's and Diaochan's beautiful faces.

It was an attack that landed in the sky.

However, whether it was Daqiao, Xiaoqiao or the others, they all felt the terrifying power of the Martial Emperor Expert from within.

Even after being struck, Wang Xiaojian was still engulfed by the torrent of energy.

Even they felt that Wang Xiaojian was not safe!

The three women in the sky stared at the explosion of the pitch-black energy, their faces pale.

Tears of pain flowed down the faces of Daqiao, who had closed the crescent shaped flower, Diaochan, who was as beautiful as a fairy.

Qiu Feng laughed out loud.

A look of understanding appeared on his ferocious face.

What peerless heaven's pride level expert?

Wasn't he going to die in his hands?

The jet black energy torrent in the sky had not disappeared yet.

However, Qiu Feng's heart was at ease.

He was one hundred percent sure that Wang Xiaojian was already dead.

According to past experience, no matter who it was, after being struck by his strongest killing move, there would only be one result.

There was no way out.

This sky was where Wang Xiaojian would die.

In truth, Qiu Feng had won in a very aggrieved manner.

But his thoughts were clear.

As long as they could kill Wang Xiaojian, all of their anger would be released.

At this time, Qiu Feng heard screams coming from the sky and the crying of women.

He was startled for a moment, then following the direction of the voice, the powerful Spiritual Sense swept across and saw Daqiao, Xiaoqiao and the three women.

A crescent moon.

A pure and attractive one.

One was as beautiful as a fairy.

One girl, two women.

Their beauty was peerless and unfathomable.

Qiu Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.

"I never thought that there would be such a beautiful woman in this world. From the looks of it, she is with Wang Xiaojian."

"Alright, since Wang Xiaojian is dead, these women will belong to me."

"This old man will bring them back to the Golden Eagle Sect. From now on, they will be the furnaces for this old man's cultivation."

"With such a beautiful woman, it might even be possible for my cultivation to improve to the level of Two-star Martial Emperor. "Kaka!"

Qiu Feng cackled.

Every elder of the Golden Eagle Sect had their own "furnace", used to vent their desires, and also to increase their cultivation.

He was no exception.

Within his unique mountain of elders, there were over a hundred beauties that were all gathered here from all over the Molo Country.

However, the three women in the sky were the most beautiful women Qiu Feng had ever seen.

Qiu Feng was sure that, not to mention his hundred over cauldrons, even the Mistress of the Golden Eagle Sect and the sect master's favorite concubines were not as beautiful as these three women.

However, he'd met three of them in an instant.

Most importantly, based on the old Daoist's experience and eyesight, he was able to tell that these three women were all virgins.

This made him tremble with excitement. He never thought that after killing Wang Xiaojian, there would be such rich spoils of war.

"Wang Xiaojian has already died, from today onwards, you are this old man's women."

"Beauty, follow this old man back to the Golden Eagle Sect. As long as you serve this old man well, this old man will guarantee your safety for the rest of your lives. "

Qiu Feng laughed loudly. He flapped his pitch-black wings and flew down towards the sky at a breakneck speed.

He stretched out his big hands, wanting to capture the three women in the sky and bring them to Golden Eagle Sect.

However, before he even landed in the forest, an icy voice suddenly rang out in the sky.

"You're courting death!"

His voice was cold and filled with killing intent as it descended from the skies, shocking the excited Qiu Feng.

Qiu Feng turned his head around as fast as lightning.

At this time, the surging flow of energy brought by the Dark Finger had already disappeared.

The instant Qiu Feng turned around, the pitch-black night sky suddenly blossomed with a resplendent golden light.

The golden light turned into the image of a huge dragon, illuminating the entire night sky.

The huge dragon was golden, but it was formed from Genuine Qi.

It was illusory, with a imposing look on its face, and an imposing pressure that made it stare at Qiu Feng.

Gazing at Qiu Feng together, along with the unfurled golden Genuine Qi Wing, was a figure that stood at the place of the golden dragon's claw.

The figure was young and handsome, with a well-proportioned body and long black hair.

It's Wang Xiaojian!

He held the Emperor Sword in his hand, and his eyes contained a cold killing intent as he locked his gaze on Qiu Feng!

When Qiu Feng saw what Wang Xiaojian looked like, he could not help but feel the hairs on his body stand up, as his face revealed an extremely exaggerated look of shock.

He even forgot for a moment that Diaochan and the other two were still in the air, as they screamed at Wang Xiaojian, "Wang Xiaojian, why haven't you died yet? Didn't you get hit by this old man's killing move? "

"How can you not die!"

This was Qiu Feng's strongest killing move, formed from all the Genuine Qi in his body.

Once used, no one would be able to block it.

Even experts of the same level had to die.

If it was a Two-star Martial Emperor Ranker, they would be severely injured even if they received an attack.

Let's not talk about Wang Xiaojian with One-star Martial Emperor.

But, Wang Xiaojian blocked it.

Qiu Feng saw that the white robe on his body was damaged.

However, not a single wound could be seen on his body, not even a drop of blood.

In that moment, Qiu Feng suspected that he was dreaming.

It was a true nightmare.

However, Qiu Feng knew that this was not a dream.

This was because of his body, as well as his pain.

When you dream, it doesn't hurt.

Now he was in pain.

In the air, Wang Xiaojian's gaze was ice-cold. Holding the golden Emperor Sword in his hand, the corner of his mouth revealed a cold smile as he said: "Qiu Feng, what Great Peng Underworld Art? In my opinion, it is still a spicy chicken. I didn't even lose a drop of blood, and you still have the cheek to say that it's your ace in the hole? "

"You're really too weak!"

Wang Xiaojian's voice was full of contempt, like a clap of thunder, it exploded in Qiu Feng's mind.

That was Qiu Feng's strongest killing move.

The great peng's Underworld Art was also a technique he was proud of.

However, Wang Xiaojian actually called it a spicy chicken.

Qiu Feng wanted to refute her.

The things that he was proud of, he would never allow Wang Xiaojian to trample on.

But, right after, his hair stood on end, because the killing intent coming from Wang Xiaojian, had reached its peak, and following that, his ice cold voice dropped once again.

"Spicy chickens should be thrown into the trash can. If you want to get your hands on my woman, go to hell! "

Wang Xiaojian's gaze was ice-cold.

As his voice fell, the killing intent that gathered in the huge dragon's eyes flashed with a cold light of death.1

From the position of the golden dragon claw, Wang Xiaojian turned the Emperor Profound Sword in his hands.

Immediately after, he decisively used the Orchid Ridge King's ultimate move.

Under Qiu Feng's shocked gaze, Wang Xiaojian's body suddenly disappeared.

"Where is he?!"

Qiu Feng was shocked, perspiring profusely.

He used his powerful Spiritual Sense to scan the area, trying to find Wang Xiaojian, but he could not find his.

There was only a surge of ice-cold killing intent that seemed to come from the icy lands of the nine heavens, enveloping him and lingering around him.

It was as if the moment Wang Xiaojian appeared was the moment he would die!

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