Chapter 1088
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Wang Que suddenly turned around.
In the darkness of the night, an old man dressed in a golden robe and immortal, walking from a distance.
Between its eyebrows, there is a silver vertical eye, which is strange and intimidating.
And next to it, there is also a middle-aged man in a black robe.
"Thank you brother! Why are you here?"
In the main hall, the white-haired old man immediately got up and greeted him with all the important people of the Wang family, and they all greeted the middle-aged man in the black robe.
"Quieer, restrain yourself, then the one in the black robe is the Supreme Elder Xie Yunchuan of the Qinglei Shenzong. Your senior brother Bima's right-hand man has a very high status in the Xuanjun League."
Wang Zhongyuan quietly reminded him through voice transmission, lest Wang Que be confused.
But Wang Que didn't look at that Xie Yunchuan at all, his eyes stared directly at the golden-robed old man like a sharp sword.
"Da dutiful son, are you unconvinced?"
The old man in the golden robe sneered, and in front of all the big figures in the Wang family, he mocked Wang Que unceremoniously, showing contempt.
Everyone looked different.
There was a flash of murderous intent in Wang Que's eyes, just as he was about to say something, his father Wang Zhongyuan had come to his side, and said, "Qiao'er, whether you hate your father in your heart or not, don't make a fool of yourself right now, just be... I beg is you."
Wang Que was startled, and looked sideways at the father beside him, only to see that the latter's brows were full of worry.
Wang Que's heart is churning, and the five flavors are mixed, which is quite unpleasant.
At this time, the middle-aged Mopao Xie Yunchuan saw this, smiled and said, "Everyone, let me introduce to you. This senior is an envoy from Huaxinzhai, and even Lord Bima admires and respects it."
The messenger of painting Xinzhai!
Everyone present was moved, and the corners of their brows and eyes were filled with respect.
"Senior visited late at night, I have not been far away to welcome, and I hope to forgive."
The white-haired old man bowed his hands in apology and looked extremely respectful.
The golden-robed old man stroked his beard and said slowly, "No need to talk nonsense, I have a big thing to do when I come to your royal family this time, but before we talk about this, I would like to ask you to do me a favor."
The white-haired old man smiled and said, "It is an honor for my royal family to be able to help senior, but I just don't know what senior wants me to wait for?"
The eyes of other big figures in the Wang family also looked over.
The golden-robed old man turned his gaze to Wang Que, raised his chin, and said lightly, "Well, first capture this dutiful son of your royal family, this seat is of great use."
The light and fluttering words shocked everyone present.
The atmosphere suddenly became depressed and dull.
Wang Zhongyuan's face changed suddenly, and he stepped forward immediately, cupped his hands and said, "If my son offends the senior, I hope the senior will look at the face of my Wang family..."
The golden-robed old man snorted coldly and interrupted: "Just do what this seat ordered!"
The voice is majestic and arrogant.
Wang Zhongyuan's face suddenly turned ugly.
Seeing the white-haired old man turn around abruptly, glaring angrily at Wang Que, he shouted sharply, "You bastard, why don't you hurry up and apologize to this senior?"
Wang Que looked indifferent, and said coldly: "If the ancestors of the clan see you, you will be so servile and maidservant to an outsider, I don't know how disappointed you will be!"
"you……"
The white-haired old man was so angry that he was about to say something.
The golden-robed old man said in a cold tone, "Didn't you hear what I said! Capture him!"
The sound resounded like thunder.
Originally, Wang Que couldn't hold back the murderous intention in her heart and planned to do it.
But at this time, he held back, wanting to see how the elders of the clan would react!
The group of big men, headed by the white-haired old man, hesitated and looked uncertain.
A thin middle-aged man in gray clothes couldn't help but say, "Senior, even if you want to capture the king sparrow, you still need a reason, right?"
"Reason? This seat's decision, you can only accept it, otherwise it will be disrespectful to this seat!"
The eyes of the golden-robed old man flashed, and his sleeves waved.
boom!
The thin gray-clothed middle-aged man flew out and fell more than ten feet away, bleeding from his seven orifices, his chest collapsed, and he was seriously injured and paralyzed to the ground.
This scene shocked everyone!
It should be noted that the middle-aged man in gray clothes was called Wang Bojing, and he also existed in the mysterious realm, but he was completely vulnerable under the hands of the golden-robed old man.
Xie Yunchuan sighed: "Everyone, follow the instructions of the predecessors and quickly capture the king bird."
Everyone hesitated.
"If you want to capture my son, then kill me first!!"
Suddenly, Wang Zhongyuan stood up and stood in front of Wang Que. The golden-robed old man with a single face looked decisive.
"Patriarch!"
Many old people are discolored.
Wang Que looked at his father's figure in front of him, and an uncontrollable warmth surged in his heart.
"Oh, it's really a father's kindness and a son's filial piety!"
The golden-robed old man sneered.
He suddenly reached out and slapped Wang Zhongyuan with a palm.
Everyone breathed a suffocation, and the power filled with this palm greatly suppressed their state of mind and soul.
Looking at Wang Zhongyuan again, his face was pale, his body was stiff, and he was obviously more oppressed, but he did not back down and dodge, instead he used all his strength to try to resist.
Clang!
A fierce sword cry resounded, Wang Que shot without hesitation, took one step, blocked his father, and slashed the Dao sword in his hand.
boom!
A deafening crash resounded.
The sword in Wang Que's hand trembled violently, and her figure stepped back uncontrollably, her face slightly pale.
What a terrible power!
Is this the power of the painting Xinzhai powerhouse?
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Wang family felt chills in their hearts.
Wang Que is already the Great Perfectionist in the Profound Nether Realm. Even if he is low in seniority, his strength is already the top existence of the Wang family.
But at this time, he was still shaken back by the golden-robed old man!
"Queer, are you alright?"
Wang Zhongyuan looked worried.
"It's okay, father, just stand on the side and watch the battle."
Wang Que took a deep breath and suppressed the churning qi and blood all over his body.
"Oh, it's not simple. It is worthy of being the fifth true disciple of Sword Master Xuanjun. With such a Taoism and background, it is far from being comparable to a character from the same realm in this great wilderness."
The golden-robed old man sneered, "Unfortunately, in my eyes, you are still too weak after all!"
boom!
He took a step forward, swiped his palms and fingers suddenly, and a magnificent haze emerged, sketching out a cage like ink, crushing the void, and shrouded down towards the king bird.
Just looking at it from a distance, it gives people the feeling that there is no escape, and there is no escape.
In fact, it is indeed the case. The power and might of this cage have already covered ten directions and eight poles, like a net of heaven and earth!
"break!"
Wang Que swung his sword across the sky and slashed away in anger.
boom!
The sword light rushed to the sky, and the flames splashed.
Such a sword, with all Wang Que's lifelong learning, can easily annihilate enemies in the same realm.
But at this time, after the power of this sword was cut out, it failed to shake the cage at all!
Wang Que's pupils shrank, and she stabbed the Dao sword in her hand fiercely.
boom! ! !
A deafening bang resounded.
king
The sparrow's Dao sword suffered terrible oppression, and was bent a little by the cage.
Looking at Wang Que again, the whole body is full of breath, and it is useless to exhaust all efforts!
Click! Click!
There were wisps of fine cracks on the sword, and the ground under Wang Que's feet, which was covered with forbidden power, could no longer withstand the terrifying oppressive force, and shocking cracks suddenly appeared, stone chips flying sword, forbidden light. Rain flies.
Everyone was shocked.
The white-haired old man shouted: "Qie'er, if you resist again, you will only kill yourself. Quickly, you will be captured. For the sake of being the junior and senior brother of Lord Vima, that senior will never kill you!"
Wang Que, who was trying his best to resist the cage, heard the words, and his lungs were about to explode.
The old people of these clans, watching an outsider bullying him is nothing but persuading him to bow his head at this moment, it is simply a bastard to the extreme! !
"Sparrow!"
Wang Zhongyuan was shocked and rushed forward, trying to help.
But in just a split second, he was shaken by the force of the cage and retreated, fell to the ground, and coughed up blood from his lips.
But he didn't care, he got up and rushed forward, looking like a madman.
"Patriarch!"
"Come on! Come on together!"
Some of the Wang family elders were mourning, and they didn't care about anything else. They rushed over and shot with Wang Zhongyuan to bombard the cage.
In the distance, the big figures of the Wang family headed by the white-haired old man looked at each other in dismay.
"Hmph, the mantis arm stops the car!"
The golden-robed old man waving his sleeves and waving his hands continuously.
With every palm shot, an old man from the Wang family must be blasted out.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhongyuan and the others fell to the ground.
"Why bother to come."
Xie Yunchuan, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.
"Queer! Stop making trouble, didn't you see your father and they were all injured because of you? Are you going to watch them die!!"
The white-haired old man shouted and was extremely angry.
Wang Que ignored it.
The cage has been so oppressed that the Dao sword in his hand is about to collapse completely. There are signs of being imprisoned in his whole body, and the situation is extremely dangerous!
"Father, don't shoot anymore!"
The king bird hissed violently.
Seeing his seriously injured father, he staggered to his feet and rushed over again, which made his eyes red and his nose sore.
"You are the unicorn of our Wang family, and also the son of my Wang Zhongyuan. How can I... watch you suffer!!"
Wang Zhongyuan gritted his teeth, his face was full of ruthlessness, and rushed towards the cage.
The golden-robed old man frowned with a trace of disdain.
To hit a stone with an egg is ultimately self-destruction!
However, at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded from a distance:
"He is not only your son, but also my Su Xuanjun's disciple. Today, even if the gods from the sky come, it will not hurt his life!"
When the voice sounded, a sword energy suddenly appeared.
The cage that was oppressed above Wang Que's head was suddenly torn apart like a piece of paper.
Light and rain flew, and the roar continued.
The pupils of the golden-robed old man shrank suddenly.
Wang Que spent the rest of her life after the catastrophe, while her body was relaxed, her expression showed ecstasy.
The indifferent voice was still echoing, and everyone present was trembling, unbelievable, and their eyes subconsciously looked at the same place.
I saw a stern figure approaching in the night in the distance.
The green robe is like jade, transcendent from the dust, and in this dark night, that figure looks like an immortal coming to the world, and it suddenly becomes the focus of attention of the audience.
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Wang Que suddenly turned around.
In the darkness of the night, an old man dressed in a golden robe and immortal, walking from a distance.
Between its eyebrows, there is a silver vertical eye, which is strange and intimidating.
And next to it, there is also a middle-aged man in a black robe.
"Thank you brother! Why are you here?"
In the main hall, the white-haired old man immediately got up and greeted him with all the important people of the Wang family, and they all greeted the middle-aged man in the black robe.
"Quieer, restrain yourself, then the one in the black robe is the Supreme Elder Xie Yunchuan of the Qinglei Shenzong. Your senior brother Bima's right-hand man has a very high status in the Xuanjun League."
Wang Zhongyuan quietly reminded him through voice transmission, lest Wang Que be confused.
But Wang Que didn't look at that Xie Yunchuan at all, his eyes stared directly at the golden-robed old man like a sharp sword.
"Da dutiful son, are you unconvinced?"
The old man in the golden robe sneered, and in front of all the big figures in the Wang family, he mocked Wang Que unceremoniously, showing contempt.
Everyone looked different.
There was a flash of murderous intent in Wang Que's eyes, just as he was about to say something, his father Wang Zhongyuan had come to his side, and said, "Qiao'er, whether you hate your father in your heart or not, don't make a fool of yourself right now, just be... I beg is you."
Wang Que was startled, and looked sideways at the father beside him, only to see that the latter's brows were full of worry.
Wang Que's heart is churning, and the five flavors are mixed, which is quite unpleasant.
At this time, the middle-aged Mopao Xie Yunchuan saw this, smiled and said, "Everyone, let me introduce to you. This senior is an envoy from Huaxinzhai, and even Lord Bima admires and respects it."
The messenger of painting Xinzhai!
Everyone present was moved, and the corners of their brows and eyes were filled with respect.
"Senior visited late at night, I have not been far away to welcome, and I hope to forgive."
The white-haired old man bowed his hands in apology and looked extremely respectful.
The golden-robed old man stroked his beard and said slowly, "No need to talk nonsense, I have a big thing to do when I come to your royal family this time, but before we talk about this, I would like to ask you to do me a favor."
The white-haired old man smiled and said, "It is an honor for my royal family to be able to help senior, but I just don't know what senior wants me to wait for?"
The eyes of other big figures in the Wang family also looked over.
The golden-robed old man turned his gaze to Wang Que, raised his chin, and said lightly, "Well, first capture this dutiful son of your royal family, this seat is of great use."
The light and fluttering words shocked everyone present.
The atmosphere suddenly became depressed and dull.
Wang Zhongyuan's face changed suddenly, and he stepped forward immediately, cupped his hands and said, "If my son offends the senior, I hope the senior will look at the face of my Wang family..."
The golden-robed old man snorted coldly and interrupted: "Just do what this seat ordered!"
The voice is majestic and arrogant.
Wang Zhongyuan's face suddenly turned ugly.
Seeing the white-haired old man turn around abruptly, glaring angrily at Wang Que, he shouted sharply, "You bastard, why don't you hurry up and apologize to this senior?"
Wang Que looked indifferent, and said coldly: "If the ancestors of the clan see you, you will be so servile and maidservant to an outsider, I don't know how disappointed you will be!"
"you……"
The white-haired old man was so angry that he was about to say something.
The golden-robed old man said in a cold tone, "Didn't you hear what I said! Capture him!"
The sound resounded like thunder.
Originally, Wang Que couldn't hold back the murderous intention in her heart and planned to do it.
But at this time, he held back, wanting to see how the elders of the clan would react!
The group of big men, headed by the white-haired old man, hesitated and looked uncertain.
A thin middle-aged man in gray clothes couldn't help but say, "Senior, even if you want to capture the king sparrow, you still need a reason, right?"
"Reason? This seat's decision, you can only accept it, otherwise it will be disrespectful to this seat!"
The eyes of the golden-robed old man flashed, and his sleeves waved.
boom!
The thin gray-clothed middle-aged man flew out and fell more than ten feet away, bleeding from his seven orifices, his chest collapsed, and he was seriously injured and paralyzed to the ground.
This scene shocked everyone!
It should be noted that the middle-aged man in gray clothes was called Wang Bojing, and he also existed in the mysterious realm, but he was completely vulnerable under the hands of the golden-robed old man.
Xie Yunchuan sighed: "Everyone, follow the instructions of the predecessors and quickly capture the king bird."
Everyone hesitated.
"If you want to capture my son, then kill me first!!"
Suddenly, Wang Zhongyuan stood up and stood in front of Wang Que. The golden-robed old man with a single face looked decisive.
"Patriarch!"
Many old people are discolored.
Wang Que looked at his father's figure in front of him, and an uncontrollable warmth surged in his heart.
"Oh, it's really a father's kindness and a son's filial piety!"
The golden-robed old man sneered.
He suddenly reached out and slapped Wang Zhongyuan with a palm.
Everyone breathed a suffocation, and the power filled with this palm greatly suppressed their state of mind and soul.
Looking at Wang Zhongyuan again, his face was pale, his body was stiff, and he was obviously more oppressed, but he did not back down and dodge, instead he used all his strength to try to resist.
Clang!
A fierce sword cry resounded, Wang Que shot without hesitation, took one step, blocked his father, and slashed the Dao sword in his hand.
boom!
A deafening crash resounded.
The sword in Wang Que's hand trembled violently, and her figure stepped back uncontrollably, her face slightly pale.
What a terrible power!
Is this the power of the painting Xinzhai powerhouse?
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Wang family felt chills in their hearts.
Wang Que is already the Great Perfectionist in the Profound Nether Realm. Even if he is low in seniority, his strength is already the top existence of the Wang family.
But at this time, he was still shaken back by the golden-robed old man!
"Queer, are you alright?"
Wang Zhongyuan looked worried.
"It's okay, father, just stand on the side and watch the battle."
Wang Que took a deep breath and suppressed the churning qi and blood all over his body.
"Oh, it's not simple. It is worthy of being the fifth true disciple of Sword Master Xuanjun. With such a Taoism and background, it is far from being comparable to a character from the same realm in this great wilderness."
The golden-robed old man sneered, "Unfortunately, in my eyes, you are still too weak after all!"
boom!
He took a step forward, swiped his palms and fingers suddenly, and a magnificent haze emerged, sketching out a cage like ink, crushing the void, and shrouded down towards the king bird.
Just looking at it from a distance, it gives people the feeling that there is no escape, and there is no escape.
In fact, it is indeed the case. The power and might of this cage have already covered ten directions and eight poles, like a net of heaven and earth!
"break!"
Wang Que swung his sword across the sky and slashed away in anger.
boom!
The sword light rushed to the sky, and the flames splashed.
Such a sword, with all Wang Que's lifelong learning, can easily annihilate enemies in the same realm.
But at this time, after the power of this sword was cut out, it failed to shake the cage at all!
Wang Que's pupils shrank, and she stabbed the Dao sword in her hand fiercely.
boom! ! !
A deafening bang resounded.
king
The sparrow's Dao sword suffered terrible oppression, and was bent a little by the cage.
Looking at Wang Que again, the whole body is full of breath, and it is useless to exhaust all efforts!
Click! Click!
There were wisps of fine cracks on the sword, and the ground under Wang Que's feet, which was covered with forbidden power, could no longer withstand the terrifying oppressive force, and shocking cracks suddenly appeared, stone chips flying sword, forbidden light. Rain flies.
Everyone was shocked.
The white-haired old man shouted: "Qie'er, if you resist again, you will only kill yourself. Quickly, you will be captured. For the sake of being the junior and senior brother of Lord Vima, that senior will never kill you!"
Wang Que, who was trying his best to resist the cage, heard the words, and his lungs were about to explode.
The old people of these clans, watching an outsider bullying him is nothing but persuading him to bow his head at this moment, it is simply a bastard to the extreme! !
"Sparrow!"
Wang Zhongyuan was shocked and rushed forward, trying to help.
But in just a split second, he was shaken by the force of the cage and retreated, fell to the ground, and coughed up blood from his lips.
But he didn't care, he got up and rushed forward, looking like a madman.
"Patriarch!"
"Come on! Come on together!"
Some of the Wang family elders were mourning, and they didn't care about anything else. They rushed over and shot with Wang Zhongyuan to bombard the cage.
In the distance, the big figures of the Wang family headed by the white-haired old man looked at each other in dismay.
"Hmph, the mantis arm stops the car!"
The golden-robed old man waving his sleeves and waving his hands continuously.
With every palm shot, an old man from the Wang family must be blasted out.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhongyuan and the others fell to the ground.
"Why bother to come."
Xie Yunchuan, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.
"Queer! Stop making trouble, didn't you see your father and they were all injured because of you? Are you going to watch them die!!"
The white-haired old man shouted and was extremely angry.
Wang Que ignored it.
The cage has been so oppressed that the Dao sword in his hand is about to collapse completely. There are signs of being imprisoned in his whole body, and the situation is extremely dangerous!
"Father, don't shoot anymore!"
The king bird hissed violently.
Seeing his seriously injured father, he staggered to his feet and rushed over again, which made his eyes red and his nose sore.
"You are the unicorn of our Wang family, and also the son of my Wang Zhongyuan. How can I... watch you suffer!!"
Wang Zhongyuan gritted his teeth, his face was full of ruthlessness, and rushed towards the cage.
The golden-robed old man frowned with a trace of disdain.
To hit a stone with an egg is ultimately self-destruction!
However, at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded from a distance:
"He is not only your son, but also my Su Xuanjun's disciple. Today, even if the gods from the sky come, it will not hurt his life!"
When the voice sounded, a sword energy suddenly appeared.
The cage that was oppressed above Wang Que's head was suddenly torn apart like a piece of paper.
Light and rain flew, and the roar continued.
The pupils of the golden-robed old man shrank suddenly.
Wang Que spent the rest of her life after the catastrophe, while her body was relaxed, her expression showed ecstasy.
The indifferent voice was still echoing, and everyone present was trembling, unbelievable, and their eyes subconsciously looked at the same place.
I saw a stern figure approaching in the night in the distance.
The green robe is like jade, transcendent from the dust, and in this dark night, that figure looks like an immortal coming to the world, and it suddenly becomes the focus of attention of the audience.
Wang Que suddenly turned around. In the darkness of the night, an old man dressed in a golden robe and immortal, walking from a distance. Between its eyebrows, there is a silver vertical eye, which is strange and intimidating. And next to it, there is also a middle-aged man in a black robe. "Thank you brother! Why are you here?" In the main hall, the white-haired old man immediately got up and greeted him with all the important people of the Wang family, and they all greeted the middle-aged man in the black robe. "Quieer, restrain yourself, then the one in the black robe is the Supreme Elder Xie Yunchuan of the Qinglei Shenzong. Your senior brother Bima's right-hand man has a very high status in the Xuanjun League." Wang Zhongyuan quietly reminded him through voice transmission, lest Wang Que be confused. But Wang Que didn't look at that Xie Yunchuan at all, his eyes stared directly at the golden-robed old man like a sharp sword. "Da dutiful son, are you unconvinced?" The old man in the golden robe sneered, and in front of all the big figures in the Wang family, he mocked Wang Que unceremoniously, showing contempt. Everyone looked different. There was a flash of murderous intent in Wang Que's eyes, just as he was about to say something, his father Wang Zhongyuan had come to his side, and said, "Qiao'er, whether you hate your father in your heart or not, don't make a fool of yourself right now, just be... I beg is you." Wang Que was startled, and looked sideways at the father beside him, only to see that the latter's brows were full of worry. Wang Que's heart is churning, and the five flavors are mixed, which is quite unpleasant. At this time, the middle-aged Mopao Xie Yunchuan saw this, smiled and said, "Everyone, let me introduce to you. This senior is an envoy from Huaxinzhai, and even Lord Bima admires and respects it." The messenger of painting Xinzhai! Everyone present was moved, and the corners of their brows and eyes were filled with respect. "Senior visited late at night, I have not been far away to welcome, and I hope to forgive." The white-haired old man bowed his hands in apology and looked extremely respectful. The golden-robed old man stroked his beard and said slowly, "No need to talk nonsense, I have a big thing to do when I come to your royal family this time, but before we talk about this, I would like to ask you to do me a favor." The white-haired old man smiled and said, "It is an honor for my royal family to be able to help senior, but I just don't know what senior wants me to wait for?" The eyes of other big figures in the Wang family also looked over. The golden-robed old man turned his gaze to Wang Que, raised his chin, and said lightly, "Well, first capture this dutiful son of your royal family, this seat is of great use." The light and fluttering words shocked everyone present. The atmosphere suddenly became depressed and dull. Wang Zhongyuan's face changed suddenly, and he stepped forward immediately, cupped his hands and said, "If my son offends the senior, I hope the senior will look at the face of my Wang family..." The golden-robed old man snorted coldly and interrupted: "Just do what this seat ordered!" The voice is majestic and arrogant. Wang Zhongyuan's face suddenly turned ugly. Seeing the white-haired old man turn around abruptly, glaring angrily at Wang Que, he shouted sharply, "You bastard, why don't you hurry up and apologize to this senior?" Wang Que looked indifferent, and said coldly: "If the ancestors of the clan see you, you will be so servile and maidservant to an outsider, I don't know how disappointed you will be!" "you" The white-haired old man was so angry that he was about to say something. The golden-robed old man said in a cold tone, "Didn't you hear what I said! Capture him!" The sound resounded like thunder. Originally, Wang Que couldn't hold back the murderous intention in her heart and planned to do it. But at this time, he held back, wanting to see how the elders of the clan would react! The group of big men, headed by the white-haired old man, hesitated and looked uncertain. A thin middle-aged man in gray clothes couldn't help but say, "Senior, even if you want to capture the king sparrow, you still need a reason, right?" "Reason? This seat's decision, you can only accept it, otherwise it will be disrespectful to this seat!" The eyes of the golden-robed old man flashed, and his sleeves waved. boom! The thin gray-clothed middle-aged man flew out and fell more than ten feet away, bleeding from his seven orifices, his chest collapsed, and he was seriously injured and paralyzed to the ground. This scene shocked everyone! It should be noted that the middle-aged man in gray clothes was called Wang Bojing, and he also existed in the mysterious realm, but he was completely vulnerable under the hands of the golden-robed old man. Xie Yunchuan sighed: "Everyone, follow the instructions of the predecessors and quickly capture the king bird." Everyone hesitated. "If you want to capture my son, then kill me first!!" Suddenly, Wang Zhongyuan stood up and stood in front of Wang Que. The golden-robed old man with a single face looked decisive. "Patriarch!" Many old people are discolored. Wang Que looked at his father's figure in front of him, and an uncontrollable warmth surged in his heart. "Oh, it's really a father's kindness and a son's filial piety!" The golden-robed old man sneered. He suddenly reached out and slapped Wang Zhongyuan with a palm. Everyone breathed a suffocation, and the power filled with this palm greatly suppressed their state of mind and soul. Looking at Wang Zhongyuan again, his face was pale, his body was stiff, and he was obviously more oppressed, but he did not back down and dodge, instead he used all his strength to try to resist. Clang! A fierce sword cry resounded, Wang Que shot without hesitation, took one step, blocked his father, and slashed the Dao sword in his hand. boom! A deafening crash resounded. The sword in Wang Que's hand trembled violently, and her figure stepped back uncontrollably, her face slightly pale. What a terrible power! Is this the power of the painting Xinzhai powerhouse? Seeing this scene, everyone in the Wang family felt chills in their hearts. Wang Que is already the Great Perfectionist in the Profound Nether Realm. Even if he is low in seniority, his strength is already the top existence of the Wang family. But at this time, he was still shaken back by the golden-robed old man! "Queer, are you alright?" Wang Zhongyuan looked worried. "It's okay, father, just stand on the side and watch the battle." Wang Que took a deep breath and suppressed the churning qi and blood all over his body. "Oh, it's not simple. It is worthy of being the fifth true disciple of Sword Master Xuanjun. With such a Taoism and background, it is far from being comparable to a character from the same realm in this great wilderness." The golden-robed old man sneered, "Unfortunately, in my eyes, you are still too weak after all!" boom! He took a step forward, swiped his palms and fingers suddenly, and a magnificent haze emerged, sketching out a cage like ink, crushing the void, and shrouded down towards the king bird. Just looking at it from a distance, it gives people the feeling that there is no escape, and there is no escape. In fact, it is indeed the case. The power and might of this cage have already covered ten directions and eight poles, like a net of heaven and earth! "break!" Wang Que swung his sword across the sky and slashed away in anger. boom! The sword light rushed to the sky, and the flames splashed. Such a sword, with all Wang Que's lifelong learning, can easily annihilate enemies in the same realm. But at this time, after the power of this sword was cut out, it failed to shake the cage at all! Wang Que's pupils shrank, and she stabbed the Dao sword in her hand fiercely. boom! ! ! A deafening bang resounded. king The sparrow's Dao sword suffered terrible oppression, and was bent a little by the cage. Looking at Wang Que again, the whole body is full of breath, and it is useless to exhaust all efforts! Click! Click! There were wisps of fine cracks on the sword, and the ground under Wang Que's feet, which was covered with forbidden power, could no longer withstand the terrifying oppressive force, and shocking cracks suddenly appeared, stone chips flying sword, forbidden light. Rain flies. Everyone was shocked. The white-haired old man shouted: "Qie'er, if you resist again, you will only kill yourself. Quickly, you will be captured. For the sake of being the junior and senior brother of Lord Vima, that senior will never kill you!" Wang Que, who was trying his best to resist the cage, heard the words, and his lungs were about to explode. The old people of these clans, watching an outsider bullying him is nothing but persuading him to bow his head at this moment, it is simply a bastard to the extreme! ! "Sparrow!" Wang Zhongyuan was shocked and rushed forward, trying to help. But in just a split second, he was shaken by the force of the cage and retreated, fell to the ground, and coughed up blood from his lips. But he didn't care, he got up and rushed forward, looking like a madman. "Patriarch!" "Come on! Come on together!" Some of the Wang family elders were mourning, and they didn't care about anything else. They rushed over and shot with Wang Zhongyuan to bombard the cage. In the distance, the big figures of the Wang family headed by the white-haired old man looked at each other in dismay. "Hmph, the mantis arm stops the car!" The golden-robed old man waving his sleeves and waving his hands continuously. With every palm shot, an old man from the Wang family must be blasted out. In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhongyuan and the others fell to the ground. "Why bother to come." Xie Yunchuan, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. "Queer! Stop making trouble, didn't you see your father and they were all injured because of you? Are you going to watch them die!!" The white-haired old man shouted and was extremely angry. Wang Que ignored it. The cage has been so oppressed that the Dao sword in his hand is about to collapse completely. There are signs of being imprisoned in his whole body, and the situation is extremely dangerous! "Father, don't shoot anymore!" The king bird hissed violently. Seeing his seriously injured father, he staggered to his feet and rushed over again, which made his eyes red and his nose sore. "You are the unicorn of our Wang family, and also the son of my Wang Zhongyuan. How can I... watch you suffer!!" Wang Zhongyuan gritted his teeth, his face was full of ruthlessness, and rushed towards the cage. The golden-robed old man frowned with a trace of disdain. To hit a stone with an egg is ultimately self-destruction! However, at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded from a distance: "He is not only your son, but also my Su Xuanjun's disciple. Today, even if the gods from the sky come, it will not hurt his life!" When the voice sounded, a sword energy suddenly appeared. The cage that was oppressed above Wang Que's head was suddenly torn apart like a piece of paper. Light and rain flew, and the roar continued. The pupils of the golden-robed old man shrank suddenly. Wang Que spent the rest of her life after the catastrophe, while her body was relaxed, her expression showed ecstasy. The indifferent voice was still echoing, and everyone present was trembling, unbelievable, and their eyes subconsciously looked at the same place. I saw a stern figure approaching in the night in the distance. The green robe is like jade, transcendent from the dust, and in this dark night, that figure looks like an immortal coming to the world, and it suddenly becomes the focus of attention of the audience.
