In fact, for Jiao Ting, the Demon Lord of Baxuan really didn't have the mind to deal with it, because he didn't have any contradictions with the Xia Dynasty in the first place, and from the time he woke up, he knew that this Xia Dynasty seemed to be indeed very strong, even if he was in his heyday, he might not be able to deal with it.

Let's take a look first, who let this kid already say the big thing, if he goes back on his word, I'm afraid this face will be lost.

The Demon Lord shook his head slowly, leaving the Wang family, and all the subordinates along the way respectfully greeted him when they saw him.

Teleported quickly through the teleportation array, and soon arrived at Doulong City.

"Here, the king is coming. Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and they all got out of the way, and some people who had seen Wang Xidao shouted loudly.

"Where, where. ”

"Get out of the way, let me see. "The living king has never seen it before.

Someone poked his head out and looked on tiptoe.

I saw a black-clothed young man who was seven feet tall, with a somewhat pale face and a thin body, walking slowly.

This is the king's way?

Many people were a little disappointed, feeling that it was different from what they expected, in their imagination, Wang Xiandao should at least be like a crown of jade even if he was not handsome.

The image in reality makes them psychologically discreet.

"It's so disappointing. Someone muttered.

"It doesn't look like that. ”

Wang Xiandao, that is, the Demon Lord of the Overlord frowned, and casually swept towards the few people in the crowd who were muttering, and a glimmer of light emanated from the corner of his hazy eyes.

The few people in the crowd only felt that a strong and domineering divine consciousness only penetrated their minds, and their spirits and souls were twisted into a mess, and they turned into vegetative people and fell to the ground with a pop on the spot.

There is no concealment, and there are no superfluous words, just like a person walking down the street and being entangled by a few nasty little bugs, and then pinching to death.

They don't even notice it afterwards.

It's as simple as that.

can be called the demon lord, he was naturally not a good person back then, and killing people and destroying people was commonplace for him.

The onlookers who were discussing were silent, all of them were silenced, and those who wanted to speak, those who were ready to speak, and those who were talking, all shut up.

This Tianjiao's temper doesn't seem to be good.

"Wang's family, Wang Iniquity. The black-clothed boy stepped into the ring in the air and said lightly.

"Faceless, Jiao Ting. Jiao Ting waved his hands and was polite.

"I'm not interested in you because someone asked me to deal with you, but what they brought out made me have to do it. Wang said to himself, although he was not afraid of the Xia Dynasty, he also did not want to provoke a big enemy inexplicably.

After speaking, Wang Xidao stepped out, his fingers pointed out, the pitch-black demonic qi was wrapped around his fingertips, and a different phase appeared behind him, a white bone demon god stood behind Wang Xidao, and at the same time stretched out a finger, the miserable white phalanges coincided with Wang Xidao's index finger, and merged into one, this finger was fast and domineering, and it had been killed in the blink of an eye.

Jiao Tingfeng lightly stretched out his right hand and patted it at will, just on the side of this finger, and a heavy force continued to superimpose, like a stormy wave!

Boom Boom!

In the blink of an eye, countless powers overlapped and converged,

This finger was directly broken, Wang Xidao's body retreated violently, his face looked at Jiao Ting with a solemn face, and his right arm trembled vertically downward, extremely strange, such a strange palm technique.

The blow just now was as if he was hitting himself with his own strength, like a vortex, his own power was dispersed, then clashed with each other, and finally he was injured by his own strength.

Jiao Ting squinted his eyes and smiled, pressed forward, and slapped his right hand with a palm!

The air around him turned into a quagmire! A statue of the abominable Faxiang appeared, the Faxiang was three feet tall, and the whole body was snow-white like a big ball, without a face, and the face was a smooth and fresh white mask.

The terrifying gravitational entanglement, like tentacles frantically entangled around his body, made it difficult for him to move, and the gravitational force became stronger and stronger, and even if he didn't cultivate enough, he might be squeezed to death directly!

Wang Xidao's brows were slightly undetectable, the cultivation of this body was still too low, and many methods were difficult to use in the current realm, and if they were forcibly used, it would likely lead to serious consequences.

The air in the ring distorted, and a radius of 100 meters turned into a distorted world.

"Baxuan Demon Spear!" Wang Xiandao shouted angrily, the green tendons on his forehead exploded, and his right arm turned into a big spear and stabbed down.

This shot was fast and urgent, like an angry Jiao coming out of a hole, setting off a shocking wave.

The distorted space was stunned, as if the fragile paper silk was torn, and the black magic spear slashed out furiously, tearing everything apart.

"You don't know anything about power. Jiao Ting glanced at him lightly, pressed his hands inward, and held the gun in the posture of receiving the white blade with his empty hand, like the fingers of five white radishes, and the sound of breaking muscles and bones was resounding.

With a muffled snort, the dark light under Wang Xidao's eyes flashed, and the terrifying spiritual power condensed into a black needle and pierced into Jiao Ting's mind, the Xuan Demon God Destroying Needle!

Wang Xiandao stared at Jiao Ting, and he could feel the Xuan Demon God Slayer Needle piercing into it.

"Smack!" A slap fell from the sky on the top of Wang Xidao's head, Wang Xidao stumbled, Jiao Ting seemed to be smiling, "What are you looking at?"

Wang Xidao's face turned red, when had he suffered such humiliation. But limited to the right arm was pinched by Jiao Ting, and he couldn't move.

"Is this the pride of the first day?" Jiao Ting sighed, his face full of sincere disappointment. "That's just it, it's the level of a tooth general in my Great Xia. ”

The audience was stunned, and they didn't expect Wang Xidao to face Jiao Ting at all.

After carefully observing for a while, Wang Xidao finally affirmed that his Xuan Demon Slayer was really ineffective against Wang Xidao, Wang Xidao's face turned blue and white for a while, and then a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "I admit defeat, and I ask Your Excellency to show mercy." ”

Admitting defeat is very simple, Wang Xiandao is very honorable at the moment, since he can't fight, then admit defeat, what's so embarrassing, only by living can he be dignified, and dead people are not qualified to talk about this.

Jiao Ting and Wang Xidao have no grievances and no hatred, naturally they will not be entangled to death, and with a slight flick, Wang Xidao will be thrown off the ring, his hands are indifferently behind him, looking up into the distance, his eyes are empty and lonely, although the white and fat figure has affected his temperament, but on the whole, he is still slightly pretending to be temperamental.

Wang Xidao didn't show any resentment, looked at Jiao Ting standing in the ring, and then turned around and left without hesitation.

As for revenge or something, it is not within the scope of Wang Xidao's thinking at all, the Xia Dynasty is powerful, so it is better to hurry to other worlds to find opportunities while it is still early.

Douxing Pavilion, Guo Yi took the information transferred by the people below, and after scanning the ten lines at a glance, his face instantly became solemn.

This is all the information about Jiao Ting, from the first time he followed the Great Xia to fight in the south and the north, to the fact that he was almost killed by Xia Bei later, and finally disappeared in seclusion, and only today did he reappear in the eyes of the world.

These are not important information, but more importantly, it shows that Jiao Ting is just a small four-rank general in Great Xia, whether it is martial arts or cultivation, it belongs to the downstream among the countless powerhouses in Great Xia.

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