Chapter 323 Holy Son? One Hit (First Update!)

Several female disciples of Tianyinmen mocked Tang Yinxuan, looked at her, and then at Wang Xian.

The Holy Son on the side heard the voices of several disciples, and his face was slightly unsightly.

He had been courting Tang Yinxuan for a long time, and he would not accept any gifts given by him. Tomorrow, when the saint would be selected, he even planned to lend him his Tianmoqin regardless of the deputy head's dissatisfaction.

In the end, Tang Yinxuan still didn't appreciate it, and instead accepted the Guqin presented by an unknown person. If there was nothing tricky about it, he couldn't believe it.

Tang Yinxuan was slightly embarrassed when she saw the mocking voices of her fellow seniors.

"Ahem!"

At this moment, Wang Xian coughed lightly, and looked at the disciples of Tianyinmen: "Sorry, don't talk nonsense if you don't know the truth, I am a married man!"

Wang Xian said with a smile: "The gift from the unknown is not necessarily a broken thing. Also, I have never heard of your names."

"Um?"

Wang Xian's words made the people in Tianyinmen raise their brows slightly, and they looked at him, looking up and down.

"Haven't heard of our holy son's name? That's because you are ignorant. You're ranked ninth on the Tianjiao Shaojie list. Let's find out, hehe, you ignorant guy!"

A young man said to Wang Xian slightly with disdain.

"It's just a frog at the bottom of the well. I just don't know which sect this person comes from. Let our Tianyinmen disciples listen to it, or let us see it!"

The other young man raised his head slightly and looked at Wang Xian with a mocking expression on his face.

"Haha, if you have time, you will naturally see it!"

Wang Xian smiled and said something meaningful.

"It seems that this person is very confident in his own strength. It is better to hit the sun than to choose a day, let's show it!"

Shengzi saw Wang Xian's calm face, a sneer appeared on his face, and with a slight movement of his arm, a flute appeared in his hand.

The metal flute rotated slightly, and the air of the golden peak lingered on it, exuding a piercing sharpness, pointing directly at Wang Xian.

"This is my secondary weapon, the Golden Luan Flute."

"Holy Son, this kid is obviously pretending to be aggressive in front of us. As far as how he can compare with you, Holy Son, an unknown person who can only talk big words, I can easily defeat him, Junior Brother!"

A young man saw the Son take out a weapon and stared at Wang Xian with a smile on his face. At this moment, he showed a teasing look on his face, and slowly put his hands in front of his mouth.

"∮‖!"

Suddenly, notes spit out from his mouth one by one, and the magic sound Fei Fei poured into Wang Xian's ears.

Suddenly, gusts of wind appeared around, and the biting cold wind turned into musical notes, attacking Wang Xian.

The young man stared at Wang Xian with a smile on his face, obviously trying to make him look ugly.

The surrounding Tianyinmen disciples also watched with mocking faces.

As Tianyinmen disciples, their attack methods are much more weird compared to other sects.

They integrate attributes into the sound, such as the magic sound, and even the innate strong with high musical attainments can make the opponent lose their way and lose themselves.

An unknown pawn in front of them actually pretended to be aggressive in front of them, it was simply humiliating himself.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a clear and clear sound suddenly sounded, the sound was clear and clear, like the sound of a sharp weapon.

A burst of golden peak energy directly swept over all the wind attribute notes, attacking towards the young man's palm!

"ah!"

The young man let out a scream, and he quickly threw away his hands, looking at his palms with a somewhat terrified expression.

At the position of the palm, a long hole went deep into the bone, and blood gushed out.

"You dare to attack me!"

The young man showed embarrassment. He clutched his arm and stared at Wang Xian with a gloomy expression.

"hiss!"

Seeing the injury on the young man's arm, all the disciples of Tianyin Sect around him gasped, their pupils shrank slightly, and they stared at Wang Xian.

"Um?"

The Holy Son also frowned slightly, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the sword in Wang Xian's hand: "I have some strength, but if you dare to hurt my Tianyin Sect disciple, I think you are courting death!"

As he said, he moved the golden flute in his hand and pointed it directly at Wang Xian, and the metallic sharpness on it shot out directly.

Obviously it was the Tianyinmen disciple who made the first move, but he yelled coldly at Wang Xian, extremely domineering!

"Holy Son, this is my friend!"

Tang Yinxuan's expression on the side changed slightly, and she quickly moved her arm to stop the Son's attack.

He was really afraid that Shengzi would offend Wang Xian completely, so he killed Shengzi on the spot.

In addition, she was a little shocked by Wang Xian's attack attributes.

If she remembered correctly, when he was fighting against the Dark Witch Killer, he used the water attribute, but now it turned out to be the sharp metal attribute.

"Your friend?"

Seeing that Tang Yinxuan had resisted his attack, Shengzi's face gradually became gloomy.

"If you dare to hurt my Tianyin Sect disciples, as the Holy Son, I will stand out for them. If anyone dares to hurt, I will destroy him. Do you want to stop Tang Yinxuan?"

As he spoke, he stared at Tang Yinxuan coldly, and the anger in his heart grew even stronger.

"Hehe, why don't you let me fight back if you strike first? Holy Son? I really haven't heard of the Holy Son of Tianyin Sect, let alone the ninth-ranked Tianjiao Shaojie!"

"In my opinion, Holy Son? Hehe, one hit!"

Seeing the young man in front of him making a move, Wang Xian's face turned slightly cold, and he picked up Zhanlu with his right hand.

"Clang!"

"Hmph, looking for death, I want you to know the consequences of being arrogant, dare to speak big in front of me!"

Seeing that Wang Xian dared to attack, Sheng Zi showed murderous eyes, and waved the golden flute in his hand.

"Woohoo!"

The sound of the wind entering the flute made a rushing sound, and streams of sharp golden peak air covered Wang Xian.

"Clang!"

However, at this moment, half of Zhanlu in Wang Xian's hand was directly exposed, and the strong metal edge on it formed a sharp golden yellow metal long sword.

The sword has not been unsheathed, but the sword light has already attacked.

The metal edge emitted by the golden flute trembled in the air, and then disappeared quickly.

And the Zhanlu sword light in Wang Xian's hand cut towards the golden flute in his hand.

"Crack!"

Before the Holy Son could react in the future, Zhan Lu's sword light directly cut the golden flute in his hand, and attacked his shoulder.

"What?"

Shengzi's face changed drastically, his body moved, and he quickly hid aside.

However, the sharp sword light still landed on his shoulder, and his clothes were instantly stained red with blood!

"Snapped!"

The golden flute in his hand broke from the middle and fell directly to the ground, making a crisp sound!

With one blow, the Tianyinmen Shengzi's weapon broke and his shoulder was injured.

"Rubbish!"

Wang Xian slowly took Zhan Lu back, and ignored them all, Zhan Lu didn't get out of the sheath, but the Holy Son was injured.

"See you soon!"

Wang Xian felt bored, looked at Tang Yinxuan, said with a smile on his face, turned and left directly.

Tang Yinxuan was stunned, staring closely at his back.