Bai Shanxuan's eyes also narrowed slightly.

From the previous battles, Bai Xianxuan still knew something about Wang Ying's strength.

In the first time of the Xiaoyao King, the attack of that level would not hurt him, and even if it would hurt, Wang Ying would never sit still and wait for death.

With his strange and dexterous body, he should be able to dodge it.

What does this mean?

It shows that Wang Ying is completely deliberately letting the King of Freedom fight!

If you don't have absolute confidence in yourself, who would joke with your own life?

"Next!"

The voice of the King of Freedom was as loud as a bell, but there was a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

Yuanyang Holy Gate, has it really fallen to this point?

However, the next moment, the scene in front of him stunned everyone!

What they didn't expect was that clusters of purple-black flames appeared on the fragments of Wang Ying's "corpse", and these flames quickly condensed together, condensed into a ball, and then gradually transformed, from which a human face slowly appeared, and then the entire body......

In a short period of time, the young man in white who everyone thought had fallen just now returned to people's sight.

At this moment, the eyes of the young man in white revealed a bit of banter and contempt.

"The King of the Eternal Abyss Holy Kingdom, is this the only ability?"

Wang Ying asked as if he was very serious, and after speaking, he let out a long sigh.

"It was such a disappointment for me. ”

"However, I am a talker, and there is one more trick!"

When his words fell, the entire camp of the Changyuan Holy Kingdom immediately exploded.

Almost everyone looked at the white-clothed young man like a ghost or a monster, with a strong sense of horror in his eyes.

"The young man in white, is it a human or a ghost?"

"If he doesn't die from a devastating attack of the Loose King's degree, who can kill him here?"

"I've lived for so many years, and I've never seen such a strange ability!"

"It's incredible!"

One after another exclamations came out, and even the King of Freedom himself, his eyes were wide at the moment, and his face was full of incredulity.

You must know that as a party, King Xiaoyao knows his own strength best.

The blow he had just now, even if he was facing a top Saint King, there was absolutely no chance of survival.

But now, the white-clothed young man's body returned to normal, and his breath returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, and he was unscathed, which made the King of Joy fall into a deep shock for a while.

"Oh? ”

At this time, Nangong was like snow, and the center of his eyes fell back on the young man in white.

When the young man in white showed his "immortal body", he was able to get Nangong Ruxue's true face.

But it's just a matter of facing it squarely.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang for winning the pretending to be successful and getting five hundred pretending points. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang for winning the pretending to be successful and getting five hundred pretending points. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang for winning the pretending to be successful and getting five hundred pretending points. ”

The prompt of the super pretending artifact sounded, Wang Ying did not speak, but waited for a long time, and when he saw that the King of Xiaoyao did not react, he couldn't help but ask out loud: "King Xiaoyao, weren't you quite arrogant just now, and now you are saying something." ”

"There's another trick, if you don't make a move, it won't be my broken promise. ”

Wang Ying's words immediately startled the holy kings of the Changyuan Holy Kingdom, and above their heads, a few black lines and deep helplessness suddenly hung down.

The level of attack of the King of Freedom just now did not kill the young man in white, how should he fight?

Even if the King of Freedom makes another move, the result will be the same, right?

"Okay, very good, Childe really gave us a long face for the Yuanyang Holy Gate!"

Seeing that Wang Ying was safe and sound, the saint kings of the Yuanyang Holy Gate were really surprised and delighted.

The Yuanyang Holy Gate has a king to win, so why worry that it will not rise.

Bai Shanxuan looked at Wang Ying's eyes, and his appreciation became more and more intense.

Presumably, in the near future, Wang Ying will be able to surpass him, and he will no longer be the first person of the Saint King in the Yuanyang Holy Gate!

Bai Shanxuan was very unhappy about this, but a little happy.

This is definitely the blessing of the Yuanyang Holy Gate!

The vision of the Yuanyang Holy Emperor is indeed unique and vicious!

"In that case, I'm going to make a move. ”

As he spoke, Wang Ying slowly took a step forward and said slowly.

"Okay, you can do it. ”

Taking a deep breath, the King of Freedom struggled to calm his mind.

The reason why he dared to say this was entirely because the realm of the young man in white was only a high-level Saint King, even if he had the ability to be almost immortal, but his attack power was also at the level of a high-level Saint King.

This level of attack can't help the King of Ease, who is a top Saint King.

Even most people think that this battle will end in a draw.

However, the Sage Kings of the Yuanyang Holy Gate, who had witnessed the Dream King die in the hands of Wang Ying, suddenly showed a little pity in the eyes of the King of Freedom at this moment.

I hope that the King of Freedom will not die too miserably.

"Sword of Kings!"

Seeing that King Xiaoyao did not retreat, the corners of Wang Ying's mouth outlined a sneer, his goal had obviously been achieved.

In an instant, the power of multiple perfect rules on his body exploded, and the entire heaven and earth, the vast void, was filled with boundless sword qi and the intent of destruction, and with a cold drink, the king suddenly appeared in his palm.

The sword body is bright, like the arrival of a king, Wang Ying holds the sword and does not hesitate to slash out a sword.

The endless sword qi instantly condensed into a shocking sword ray, this sword light was brilliant and boundless, and with one blow, it actually occupied half of the sky, like a huge crescent moon that was dazzling.

At the same time, a violent air flow swept the heavens and the earth, and the power was earth-shattering.

"Uncle Huang, retreat!"

Feeling the infinite power of that sword qi, Nangong Ruxue's brows finally frowned slightly, and she directly reminded.

But Wang Ying, who had been prepared for a long time, how could he let King Xiaoyao escape at such a time?

The sword aura is as shocking as a rainbow, occupying half of the sky, after a sword is slashed out, above the sky, its crescent moon has become a brilliant and boundless sunset, which directly entangles the King of Joy and slashes away with lightning speed!

The speed of the sword is really fast, ruthless and accurate!

When the Easy King realized the crisis, it was difficult to get out!

"Boom!"

A deafening sound came out, and under the frightened gaze of the Changyuan Holy Kingdom, King Xiaoyao's body was instantly blown up into pieces, and it fell from the void, forming a special landscape with the undispersed red glow.

Although the scenery is beautiful, it makes people feel endless fear.

"How is this possible, how can a high-level Saint King exert such power!"

(End of chapter)