7505. Chapter 7505 Secret Sword Killing King 4
Just as he was thinking, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the stone chamber. Turning his head, he heard a "bang" and the door of the stone chamber suddenly burst open. Then, a group of more than ten people rushed into the stone chamber one after another.
"Lord Yan Wang, are you okay?"
Leng Xuan frowned, probably because the sound of fighting just now attracted everyone in Yan Wang Mansion. It must be said that the foundation of Yan Wang Mansion is indeed good. Among these cultivators in front of him, there are seven Mahayana stage strongmen, and the rest are all tribulation stage strongmen. If this strength is placed in the foreign cultivation world, it can definitely dominate one side. Compared with it, the four major forces are much worse.
Seeing his reinforcements coming, Yan Wang's face finally relaxed. He squinted at Leng Xuan and said coldly: "Stop him." As his voice fell, more than a dozen members of Yan Wang Mansion attacked Leng Xuan without hesitation. While everyone was besieging Leng Xuan, Yan Wang quickly moved to the outside of the stone chamber along the wall. However, Leng Xuan's eyes were always locked on him. Seeing that the other party was about to escape, he immediately shook the wings behind him and rushed towards the Flame King. At the same time, Leng Er appeared out of thin air in the stone chamber and blocked the attack of others.
"Where are you escaping!" Leng Xuan shouted, his figure was like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he chased out of the stone chamber and rushed along the passage. At this time, above Leng Xuan's head, a stream of light suddenly flew past, and its speed was more than twice faster than his. When Leng Xuan noticed its appearance, the stream of light suddenly burst open, and the speed increased again, even the naked eye could not capture its trajectory. In his eyes, he only saw the Flame King who was escaping in front suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, motionless. And on the back of the Flame King, there was a dark sword. Leng Xuan's heart was relieved, and he quickly flew up and rushed to the side of the Flame King.
After checking the pulse of the Flame King, Leng Xuan was surprised to find that the other party had no breath.
Looking at the sword, Leng Xuan was full of surprise. He had seen the power of this sword, which could kill a Mahayana strongman at will. However, he did not expect that the sword could even kill a semi-immortal strongman. "Oh, right." He suddenly remembered the sharp cry that sounded out of thin air in the stone chamber just now.
"Could it be Chiwu?" Since the appearance of this sword, he has lost contact with Chiwu. However, the scream just heard was obviously made by Chiwu. It seems that Chiwu is not dead, but has been in this sword.
"If it is Senior Chiwu, why doesn't he contact me?" Leng Xuan thought for a while, and then tried to communicate with the sword. However, the result disappointed him. No matter how he contacted, he did not get any response. Shaking his head helplessly, Leng Xuan once again set his sights on the body of King Yan.
"Strange." Leng Xuan frowned secretly. When he killed a Mahayana strongman, the power of origin would appear, but King Yan did not. He was still thinking about absorbing the original power of King Yan to restore his cultivation.
"How could this happen?" While thinking, Leng Er ran away from the stone chamber, and the group of men from King Yan's Mansion followed closely behind. Seeing this, Leng Xuan picked up King Yan's body and threw him out. Seeing this, the people in King Yan's Mansion suddenly changed their expressions and looked at Leng Xuan in horror. No one dared to approach him again.