1311: C1311 First World War!

C1311 First World War!

"Bastard thing? What did you say? "

Sect Master Pei Qingguang's face revealed a look of anger.

Just a moment ago, Wang Xiaojian had said that she would make him apologize, but now, it had turned into a kowtow.

He was the Patriarch of the Purple Fire Sect, so he definitely could not endure such an insult!

As for the others, after hearing Wang Xiaojian's voice, they glared at him.

Incomparable rage.

Wang Xiaojian laughed coldly: "I'm afraid all of you are deaf. I have explained it so clearly, what are you asking me for?"

"Or perhaps you do not dare to fight me, so you pretend to be deaf and mute?"

"I truly never would have thought that no one in such a large sect would dare to fight against me. "What a spicy chicken."

"Ding!" Congratulations for successfully taunting the host. King Points + 18! "

"Ding!" Congratulations for successfully taunting the host. King Points + 18! "

"Ding!" Congratulations for successfully taunting the host. King Points + 18! "

"…"

"Ding!" Congratulations to the host for completing a beautiful taunt. King Points + 68! "

"Ding!" Congratulations to the host for completing a group mockery. King Points + 168! "

A crisp sound rang out, wave after wave.

After the System had upgraded, every time Wang Xiaojian taunted him, the number of points he gained increased.

Wang Xiaojian had even completed the group ridicule and earned a lot of points.

At this time, the faces of the experts from the Purple Fire Sect alternated between green and white, as though they were about to explode.

He was the dignified Patriarch of the Purple Fire Sect.

As for the elders, they were actually being scolded as spicy chickens.

Sect Master Pei Qingguang only felt that the flames in her chest were like a volcano, about to erupt.

He was just about to angrily rebuke Wang Xiaojian and personally fight him.

At this moment, an old man appeared behind him.

His white hair, white eyebrows, and dressed in gray robes gave off an incomparably tyrannical aura. He was the Great Elder Pei Fenghua of the Purple Fire Sect.

Pei Fenghua was also furious, and scolded Wang Xiaojian: "Little brat, don't be so arrogant. Looking at your appearance, you are just a beginner in Martial Master, what qualifications do you have to be so arrogant in front of this old man? "

"Since you wish to fight, then I shall fight you! However, this old man wants to fight to the death with you, whoever loses dies. "How is it?!"

Wang Xiaojian's words of "spicy chicken" infuriated the higher ups of the Purple Fire Sect.

Great Elder Pei Fenghua's eyes shot out a strong killing intent.

If not for the Young Master Pei Jin, who was in Wang Xiaojian's hands, he would have definitely made a move and grinded his bones into dust.

"How is it, Wang Xiaojian, do you dare to fight this old man? If I lose, I'll let you handle it. I'll agree to all of your requests. "

"If you lose, then hand over your life and release my Young Lord!"

Great Clan Elder Pei Fenghua had an imposing manner.

The Purple Fire Sect was a subsidiary sect of the Spirit-refining Sect; it was a sect that was established for nearly a thousand years.

In this area under the control of the Purple Fire Sect, no one dared to provoke the Purple Fire Sect.

As for the person in front of him, since he had done it, he was prepared to die.

He directly said that he wanted to fight Wang Xiaojian to the death.

Moreover, his body was emitting a frightening aura.

Daji, Diaochan, Wang Zhaojun, Daqiao were slightly startled, worry rising in her heart.

Wang Zhaojun, Daji and the six girls were extremely worried.

Wang Xiaojian's expression did not change.

In the sky, he unfurled the golden Genuine Qi Wing, his black hair fluttering, his temperament extraordinary.

He looked at Great Clan Elder Pei Fenghua, and his eyes glowed.

"Why would I not dare?"

"Come, let's fight!"

Originally, it was just a duel.

But now, Purple Fire Sect Great Elder Pei Fenghua had directly raised it to the stage of a life and death battle.

But, Wang Xiaojian was not afraid. Because he was never afraid of anyone.

Wang Xiaojian's sonorous and forceful voice spread out in all directions.

An aura of battle intent emanated from his body.

Following which, he threw the Purple Fire Sect Young Master Pei Jin in his hands like a dead dog towards Wang Zhaojun, signalling for them to retreat.

Great Clan Elder Pei Fenghua also waved his hand, signaling the experts of Purple Fire Sect to retreat.

Moments later, only Wang Xiaojian and Great Elder Pei Fenghua remained above in the sky above the Purple Flame Mountain Range.

They faced each other, gathering at a distance of two hundred feet.

The two of them released their Genuine Qi Wing s, emitting a tyrannical Qi.

Seeing them face off, the Purple Fire Sect experts were all shaken.

However, there were also people who were excited.

"I originally thought that this kid would use the young master to threaten us. I never thought that I would have to fight with Great Elder in the end. "

"This person possesses Martial Master at such a young age, his cultivation is indeed extraordinary. "But he's too arrogant, I think he's dead for sure."

"That's right, Great Elder is a Three-star Martial Master expert, and has even cultivated all kinds of unique skills of my Purple Fire Sect to perfection. In this Zhonglan Domain, other than the experts from the Four Major Sects, no one else would dare to fight against our Great Clan Elder! "

"This boy has come from the Southeast Domain and is probably inexperienced to the world. He is definitely not a match for Great Elder."

"He's dead for sure! There are six women here. "I don't know, how will we deal with them then?"

"These six women must be this boy's companions. Since this boy is dead, of course we should arrest him and avenge the Young Lord!"

"These six women are my Purple Fire Sect's slaves …"

"They are all as beautiful as flowers, Young Lord will not let them off!"

"…"

In the air, a wave of sounds came out.

Wang Xiaojian swept his gaze across them, and his handsome face revealed a cold smile.

After that, he looked at Purple Fire Sect Great Clan Elder Pei Fenghua.

Great Elder Pei Fenghua unleashed a thirty meter wide Genuine Qi Wing.

His body released an incomparably terrifying aura, and when he saw Wang Xiaojian's gaze sweeping over, he coldly said: "Hands, make your move!"

Wang Xiaojian said lightly: "Old man, you are older, I will let you make the first move. I have to make the first move. Others might think that I am bullying the elderly. "

"What did you say?!"

Pei Fenghua's beard trembled, he was obviously enraged by Wang Xiaojian once again.

His face revealed an incomparably angry expression.

With a roar, he activated his Genuine Qi Wing and rushed towards Wang Xiaojian.

"Son, die!"

In the sky, Pei Fenghua's explosive roar resounded.

He shook his hand into a fist and activated the cultivation technique unique to Purple Fire Sect, causing purple flames to burn on his body.

The scorching hot purple flame Genuine Qi converged into an energy fist in his hand and shot it towards Wang Xiaojian.

Boom!

The martial skills executed by Three-star Martial Master Warriors possessed extremely terrifying power.

Wherever the purple light from the fist passed by, the air resounded with the sound of thunder.

The fist beam brought about an energy squall, causing Wang Xiaojian's black hair and clothes to wildly dance about.

There was no fear on Wang Xiaojian's handsome face as a sharp light shot out of his eyes.

"Good fist art!"

Wang Xiaojian shouted coldly.

His golden Genuine Qi Wing bloomed.

After that, he faced the Purple Fire Sect Great Clan Elder Pei Fenghua and clenched his hand into a fist, then smashed out.

Boom!

Wang Xiaojian's fist shot out a golden light.2

The two different colored punches collided in midair.

Boom! - And then it exploded.

Chaotic energy was still flying in all directions, and the thick clouds in the sky were rolling in all directions.

Wang Xiaojian passed through the energy flow and arrived in front of Great Clan Elder Pei Fenghua.

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