Chapter 64 Dragon Man

"Haha, good."

The old man under siege saw Wang Xian beheading two Qinglian ancient sects, his eyes lit up, and a look of excitement flashed in his eyes. He looked at the middle-aged leader, and couldn't help laughing: "You Qinglian ancient sect boasted of being famous, but you wanted to kill an ordinary person, but you didn't expect to kick the iron plate, haha!"

"Brother, thank you for your help. If you help me destroy this group of good-looking guys, I will give you what they want to rob."

The faces of the six middle-aged men who besieged the old man changed drastically. They did not expect to encounter such a thing. They were used to being arrogant, and they didn't care about killing an ordinary person.

But they didn't expect that this person would be so terrifying.

The middle-aged leader tightly held the knife in his hand, staring at Wang Xian bloodthirstyly.

"I hope this brother will not interfere with the grievances between our Qinglian Ancient Sect and the Ancient Demon Sect. Afterwards, our Qinglian Ancient Sect will definitely be rewarded!"

"kill!"

When Wang Xian heard the middle-aged man's words, he didn't have the slightest fluctuation. He didn't have the slightest affection for the six people in front of him, and directly attacked the middle-aged man who was closest to him.

"Kill, I, Mo Qinglong, want you to die even if I risk my life." Mo Qinglong saw Wang Xian's attack, his eyes showed a stunning light, his body was filled with black energy, and regardless of the injuries on his body, he desperately attacked the six people around him.

"Oops!"

When the middle-aged leader saw them attacking, his face was so gloomy that he almost bled: "Trap Mo Qinglong first, and I'll kill that guy."

"It's the head." The five people around held their swords tightly, forming a sword array, and surrounded Mo Qinglong.

"Five people just want to trap me, Mo Qinglong, even if you are seriously injured, you are not my opponent!" Mo Qinglong's black hair danced wildly, and the black energy on his body surged towards the surroundings.

the other side.

Wang Xian looked at the middle-aged man who was attacking him, with a solemn look on his face.

He found that the speed of middle age was faster than himself.

"Warrior level eight, I don't know if my body can resist the attack of warrior level eight."

Wang Xian showed seriousness on his face. With his current strength, he can fight against and kill warriors of level seven, but he is not sure about level eight, but he is not afraid.

"Go to hell, you damn bastard." The middle-aged leader swung the long sword in his hand, stabbing at Wang Xian with a cold light.

"So fast."

When Wang Xian saw the middle-aged long sword, his face changed slightly, and he moved away to hide to the side.

"Can you hide?" The middle-aged man showed a trace of disdain, and waved his arm.

"hiss!"

The long sword directly slashed across Wang Xian's arm, leaving a three-inch long wound on his arm.

The wound was not deep, but looked serious.

"Sure enough, the eighth level of a warrior can injure himself!"

Wang Xian's face was dignified, watching the wound on his arm slowly heal, and staring at the middle-aged leader vigilantly.

"You dare to court death if you don't even know a little bit of martial arts!"

The middle-aged leader noticed at a glance that Wang Xian didn't understand martial arts, and his eyes showed disdain: "Next, you go to die!"

As he said, the long sword in his hand danced wildly, and finally countless sword shadows merged together, turning into a sharp long sword, and slashed towards Wang Xian.

"call!"

Wang Xian took a deep breath and looked at the sharp long sword that the middle-aged man cut towards him. If he was cut, he would definitely be seriously injured.

However, he didn't have the slightest fear: "Try the power of Dragon Ball!"

He opened his mouth slightly, a quail egg-sized dragon ball emitting fiery red flew out of his mouth, attacking the middle-aged man at a terrifying speed.

"What is this?" The middle-aged leader saw something attacking him like a fireball, his face changed slightly, and the long sword in his hand directly slashed.

Wang Xian's heart moved, and the flying dragon ball drew a strange arc, dodging his long sword, and directly attacked the middle-aged leader's arm.

"ah!"

A horrified scream came, and the middle-aged man was horrified to find that this small fireball-like thing landed on his arm and quickly melted his body.

In an instant, a hole appeared in his arm, and he was horrified to find that the position on his chest seemed familiar.

Roasted by a powerful temperature.

His eyes widened, filled with disbelief, and he stared at Wang Xian, his eyes filled with despair.

"Killers, people will always kill them!"

Wang Xian spoke slowly towards the middle-aged leader, and with a twitch in his heart, the dragon ball passed over the middle-aged leader's body.

At this moment, the body of the middle-aged man was reduced to ashes, no, under the intense heat, not even ashes remained.

With a thought in his heart, the controlled dragon ball came in front of the other two corpses, the dragon ball passed by, and everything ceased to exist.

"Not good, the leader was killed!"

At this time, a terrified cry came from the side. They did not expect that their head was killed.

Their eyes swept over Wang Xian, and their bodies felt cold.

Why did we provoke this strong man recklessly?

"Haha, you all die for me too!" Mo Qinglong saw the clones of several people, and the black energy on his body was surging, and he swept towards the five people.

"not good!"

"Ah, no!"

There were several screams, and the five middle-aged people resisted desperately, but they were all beheaded by the old man in the end.

"Cough cough cough!"

After beheading the five people, Mo Qinglong spit out blood from his mouth, and supported his body with a dead air, and his life was dying!

The escape and desperate efforts just now have consumed all his vitality.

"Thank you, brother!"

Mo Qinglong braced his body and looked at Wang Xian, with a miserable smile on his mouth.

Wang Xian looked at the old man and frowned slightly.

"Cough cough." Mo Qinglong coughed violently twice, spat out a mouthful of blood, slowly took out a package from his waist, and said with a wry smile: "This is what those decent families wanted to snatch, they didn't get it, brother, I gave it to you."

After speaking, Mo Qinglong seemed to have exhausted all his strength and fell directly to the ground.

Wang Xian looked at the old man quietly, his heart moved, he immediately walked to Mo Qinglong and helped him up.

The dragon ball swept across, and all the surrounding corpses were wiped out.

Looking at the package in his hand, Wang Xian hugged the old man, rode on the heavy locomotive, and drove towards the seaside.

When he came to the beach, Wang Xian hugged the old man and jumped into the water directly. He didn't turn into a dragon, and swam towards the distance quickly.

In less than twenty minutes, Wang Xian came to the deserted island next to Clam Girl.

Wang Xian threw the old man on the ground, and saw that he had only one breath of life left, with a faint smile on his face.

"As a divine dragon, not only should I have the subordinates of the Dragon Palace of the Shui Clan, but I must also have my own forces in the human world. I will be powerful in all directions on land and sea!"

Wang Xian stared at the old man with scorching eyes, he wanted to establish a human power.

This old man will be his first human warrior: Dragonman!

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