Chapter 182: The Eight Kings Gather, Killing Intent Boiling

Just as Xuankong died, in the distance, more than a hundred figures galloped towards this side, and at the same time, a voice full of domineering shouts sounded: "My Xia Wushuang is here, who dares to hurt my son Xia Jue for half a point?"

Hearing this voice, Xia Jue, who was kneeling there, suddenly became ecstatic, and then he raised his head suddenly, turned his head to look behind him, and shouted excitedly: "Father, save me, save me!"

"Xia Wushuang?Overlord?"

When the crowd on the ground heard this name, they were also in an uproar, and everyone suddenly couldn't help but tremble, and subconsciously turned their heads in horror and looked into the distance.

King, this title is not taken arbitrarily!

This is a title that can only be given to the existence of a heaven-level martial artist and an S-level martial artist, and each title is unique, unless this person dies, his title can continue to be given to other people.

But to get this title, it is extremely difficult!

Just like the Xuankong that Xiao Fan just killed, he doesn't have the title of king!

And if you want to be king, there are only two ways.

Method 1: Obtain the joint nomination of the five great families and major sects, and then get the recognized approval of more than 100,000 cultivators, and finally be crowned king!

But not to mention the grievances between the five great families and the major sects, it is very difficult and difficult to jointly nominate a person, and 100,000 cultivators are basically equivalent to the entire Huaxia cultivation world, and it is almost an impossible task to make the entire Huaxia cultivation world recognized by it!

The throne obtained by this method has not exceeded twenty people since ancient times!

Method 2, as long as you kill a king, you will naturally be the next king!

It is impossible to determine when the throne first appeared and how it appeared, but only by killing a king can a king appear, this tradition has been passed down for a long time, and it has been observed by the entire Chinese cultivation world.

Kill the previous king to get the throne and then ascend to the throne again. This battle is known as the Battle of the King!

Every year, on the last day of the National Cultivator Conference, a battle of kings is held!

Anyone can challenge, and those who want to challenge can go out and challenge, and the challenged person cannot refuse. Then the two sides will fight to the death under the watchful eye!

The living are king!

The rules are simple, but they are cruel!

Xia Wushuang's overlord is like this!

Let's talk about Xia Wushuang, this is a legend. A man full of domineering and demonic nature.

He once killed an entire eighteen elders of the Xia family's outer sect under the condition of being stabbed in his body and quelled the internal strife of the Xia family; he once single-handedly broke into the West Kunlun sect, killed two important figures in the West Kunlun sect and then retreated, almost provoking a big battle between the Xi Kunlun and the Xia family; he once openly defied the rules of the conference at the National Cultivators' Conference, killed one of his enemies, and snatched his daughter as his eighth aunt.

In front of him, you can't resist, you can only tremble. You can only be afraid, you can only kneel!

The name of the overlord lives up to its name!

Therefore, hearing Xia Wushuang's arrival at this time, almost everyone couldn't help but start shaking their bodies and their eyes were frightened.

But this was not over, as soon as Xia Wushuang's voice fell, two more shouts in the distance, which were also full of majesty.

"I, Mo Beixiong, am here, dare to kill my son Mo Fangnan, die!"

"I'm here like the wind. Whoever dares to touch my son Yin Qing, I will definitely behead him all over the house, and not a single one will be left!"

"Pedal Pedal Pedal T

Hearing these two voices, everyone on the ground couldn't help but take three steps back. One by one, they gasped, and their eyes showed a thick color of shock.

"Mo Beixiong, Ice King?"

"Yin Rufeng?"

Since they are both kings, and even became famous earlier than Xia Wushuang, Mo Beixiong and Yin Rufeng's names and achievements are naturally by no means below Xia Wushuang, and they are even a few points stronger!

Ice King Mo Beixiong, cold. Sen Ran, ruthless, S-class water system superpower, once manipulated tens of thousands of tons of river water to directly overturn a town, with the purpose of killing an escaping enemy; once turned the snowflakes into ice in one winter, killing hundreds of enemies, and also destroyed a surrounding village; once in the sea, directly set off a three-zhang high wave, forcibly overturning a 10,000-ton cruise ship, and thousands of ordinary people on it were also killed.

Wind King Yin is like the wind, irritable, bloody, murderous, S-class air superpower, in order to kill the enemy, artificially created a super large tornado, causing the death of more than 300 ordinary people nearby; once broke into an underground base of the Ji family, killed everyone inside and snatched what he needed, caused the base to explode, causing a nearby earthquake of magnitude 4, injured and killed more than 1,000 ordinary people; once fought with several European air superpowers, and finally caused a hurricane, so that thousands of ordinary people and tourists on the beach were swallowed up by the sea water and taken away.

In their eyes, no matter who it is, whether you are strong or weak, as long as it hinders them, they will all be killed mercilessly, without mercy and scruples!

It is precisely because of this that compared to Xia Wushuang, they are even more terrifying!

"Father, save me!"

"Father, kill that Xiao Fan, save me!"

Hearing these two voices, Mo Fangnan and Yin Qing, who were kneeling there, were also like Xia Jue, and shouted in surprise at the same time.

As soon as the words fell, the three statues soared with murderous intent, and the tall figures full of indifference appeared in everyone's sight, each of them was behind them with their own personal guards, and they all looked at Xiao Fan indifferently.

"Oh?" Xiao Fan turned around and looked at the person indifferently!

But it's not over!

"I'm Duguyun here, who dares to hurt my first apprentice Sikong Xuan? Get over and lead the death!"

"I, Ye Zhiqiu, am here, and those who hurt my beloved apprentice Xiang Shaolong will be killed!"

"I, Nangong Yu, are here, who is Xiao Fan? Kneel down and die!"

Suddenly, in the distance, two men and one woman shouted like thunder, which shook the ears of everyone on the ground and made their ears tremble, dizzy and tinnitus!

"Shhh

Everyone gasped again, crazy, simply crazy, and the three kings again!

"Sword King, Dugu Yun!"

"Sword King, Ye Zhiqiu!"

"Poison King, Nangong Yu!"

Sword King Duguyun, known as the third person in Huaxia Kendo, once created a shocking scene of killing thousands of people with a sword, and is now one of the core elders of the Medicine Gate, in charge of the Medicine Gate Criminal Squad Corps, protecting people and being domineering, and ruthless.

Sword King Ye Zhiqiu, one of the four great sword masters of Huaxia, once wiped out the three elders of the Xia family with one sword, as Xia Wushuang's revenge for killing West Kunlun, and now holds the position of the most important military sect master in West Kunlun, with a high and powerful position!

Poison King Nangong Yu, one of the seven deputy sect masters of the Blue Moon Flower Sect, is the most powerful candidate for the next Blue Moon Flower Sect Sect Master, and also the candidate with the highest voice, with the color of a captivating city, known as one of the top ten beauties in the cultivation world, but his heart is like a snake and scorpion, and he has a good personal relationship with many elders of the major sects of the five wealthy families, and his energy is amazing.

"Master, save me!" Sikong Xuan was also ecstatic and shouted loudly.

"Master, kill that Xiao Fan, he dares me to kneel down and be humiliated, kill him!" The look of fear in Xiang Shaolong's eyes disappeared, and he roared wildly.

"Master, you must make the decision for me, break that Xiao Fan's legs and gouge out his eyes, I will make him kneel in front of me for ten days and ten nights, and then peel him with a knife and cramp, and execute Ling Chi!" Bai Yue was like a madman at this time, her eyes were full of resentment, and she screamed.

Boom! Boom!

With three dull thunders, the two men, one woman and three monstrous figures also arrived in front of them, they stood opposite to Xia Wushuang, Mo Beixiong, and Yin Rufeng, standing behind Xiao Fan, staring at Xiao Fan indifferently, with infinite murder in their eyes, and behind them there were also hundreds of indifferent figures!

All of a sudden, the space and time of the entire Fengyue Ancient City seemed to stand still and freeze.

And suddenly!

"I heard that someone is going to kill my Ji Long's son, what a guts!" A flat voice sounded on Xiao Fan's left, and a middle-aged man suddenly appeared, although the voice was very faint, but it was full of deep killing intent.

"Moreover, if you want this person to kill the second son of my Qi family, I don't know if I live or die!" A tyrannical voice sounded on Xiao Fan's right, and a strong man also appeared suddenly, and the thick murderous intent in his voice was undisguised.

"Dragon King, Ji Long!"

"War King, Qi Fury!"

The crowd on the ground was completely speechless at this time, their eyes were dull and shocked, they didn't expect even these two kings to arrive!

Although the king is of the same rank, there is also a difference between the king!

Like Xia Wushuang, Mo Beixiong, Dugu Yun and other six people, their fame was all within ten years, while Ji Long and Qi Nu were both crowned ten years ago, which can be said to have been famous for a long time!

Ten years ago, he was the king, and he has always been challenged, but he has always sat firmly on the throne and has not wavered for half a point, and now ten years have passed, and you can imagine how deep his strength has become.

Among the many kings of Huaxia, Ji Long and Qi Nu are definitely the top-ranked ones!

"Father!"

"Second uncle!"

Ji Zhen and Qi Li also showed ecstasy and shouted at the same time.

At this time, a whole eight terrifying figures stood around Xiao Fan, and there were more than a thousand people behind them, and thousands of cold eyes were like substance, all focused on Xiao Fan in the field.

The momentum emanating from them was as if the sky had collapsed, suffocating, trembling, and terrifying everyone on the ground!

The terrifying killing intent on their bodies shook around like a wave of air, causing everyone on the ground to collapse to the ground one by one, and the clouds above the sky were all dispersed, and there was no cloud, only the rolling thunder in the clear sky was constantly ringing, shaking people's hearts.

The eight kings gathered, and the killing intent boiled in the sky!

Xiao Fan was silent, looking at the eight people, a touch of blood finally appeared in his dark and calm eyes!

Great, that's a little bit of a feeling!(To be continued.) )