Wang Xian had a better impression of the shabby young man.

He gave Leng Haocang's Golden Water Sword Dao to him and saved his life, and he knelt in the direction of the Sword Mansion for an hour.

He could feel the nature of this youth.

In addition, he promised Leng Haocang to find him a successor, so that this successor could carry forward the Jinshui Sword Dao.

Although it is said that Leng Haocang is a dead man.

Under all these circumstances, Wang Xian decided to make a move.

His palm moved slightly, and a long sword and a black long sword appeared in his hand.

The long sword is extremely deep, this long sword is a non-attribute long sword, and in the same level, the value of this long sword is the lowest.

But this long sword is the most suitable for Wang Xian.

The name of the sword is without demons, and it is made of no magic stones, and it is a long sword of the second order of the void that Wang Xian obtained from the Sword Mansion.

"Run, still want to run? I want to see where you're going?"

Meng Shaoqin saw that the clan veteran blocked the escape of the ragged young man, and his face showed an excited look, and he shouted with a cold face.

"Shaoqin, what's going on?"

The middle-aged gaze standing on the kilometer-sized terrifying wind sword glanced at the tattered young man and asked.

"Clan Elder, this guy killed all the clansmen of our Meng clan, and even the half-step cave void and the three transcendent ninth-order clansmen died in his hands!"

"What he holds in his hand is a Cave Void level weapon, and he is also a cultivator of the Ninth Order with the Golden Water Dual Attribute Transcendent, Clan Elder, we must not let him escape!"

Meng Shaoqin bowed towards the middle-aged man and said hurriedly.

As he spoke, more than 200 people of the Mon tribe directly surrounded him in the center.

"What? Dual-attribute cultivators, they have also reached the Transcendent Ninth Order!"

Even the elders of the Meng clan showed a look of surprise at Meng Shaoqin's words, staring at the tattered young man with shocked eyes.

It was the first time he had encountered such a young and bewitching genius.

This talent can be called 100% Tianjiao.

"Let him be talented and evil, let him be peerless, before he grows up, if he dares to provoke our Meng clan, he is looking for death!"

A cold voice came from behind, and an old man flew over slowly, his breath locking onto the shabby young man in the center.

"If you dare to kill our Meng people, no matter what genius he is, he will die!"

"That's right, he will die today, no matter what, no one can save him!"

Some of the young men of the Meng nationality around stared at the tattered young man with murderous eyes.

"Let your talent be demonic, let you be peerless, let your talent be amazing, as long as you don't grow up, you will be weak after all!"

Zhou Yanmei stared at him coldly in her eyes and muttered in her mouth.

Everyone around also sighed slightly when they saw this scene.

Geniuses and Tianjiao, before they grow up, they can't be called strong.

The face of the ragged young man standing in the center was full of bitterness and helplessness, and slowly, his face showed a resolute look.

He clenched the great sword in his hands with both hands, he did not speak, remained silent.

This is a resoluteness.

"Let me kill a peerless Tianjiao with my own hands!"

The middle-aged man standing on the thousand-meter big sword said slowly, the big sword under him dissipated, and an extra cyan long sword appeared in his hand.

"It is also an honor for you to be able to die under my sword with a sword!"

He stared at the tattered young man with a flat face.

"Hehe, isn't it too much for a clan to bully an unlucky guy!"

Just when the old Meng clan is ready to do it!

Just in the shabby clothes ready for temporary defense!

A voice suddenly resounded throughout the area.

The abrupt voice made everyone slightly stunned, and there was a stunned look on their faces.

Even the two Void First Order powerhouses around them were full of surprise.

At this time, who would dare to say such a thing?

And listening to this voice so young, which kid doesn't know whether he is alive or dead?

However, several young men beside Wang Xian stared at him with shocked faces.

Wang Xian had a smile on his face, and the people around him couldn't see his smile, they could only see the black mask he simulated, covering his face.

He slowly walked towards the central position, holding the Demonless Sword in his hand, and his eyes swept over everyone in the Meng clan.

"Where did you come from, I don't know where I am!"

A half-step cave powerhouse of the Meng clan looked coldly at Wang Xian, his eyes flashing with murderous aura.

"The one who doesn't know whether to live or die may not be me!"

Wang Xian still said lightly, pacing and continuing to walk forward, full of light wind and clouds.

The dilapidated young man who was surrounded in the central green mountain couldn't help but tremble when he heard Wang Xian's voice.

His eyes widened, and he stared at Wang Xian with excitement on his face.

This figure slowly coincided with a shadow in his mind.

"It's... It's seniors, it's..."

He muttered with excitement on his face.

Wang Xian heard his subtle voice, glanced at it lightly, and followed it over everyone in the Meng clan.

"I'll save his life!"

The plain and unmistakable voice once again came into everyone's ears.

"What are you, pretending to be a ghost!"

When Meng Shaoqin heard Wang Xian's words, he stared at him with an embarrassed face.

All the people of the Meng clan also looked at Wang Xian with a mask.

"Who is this?

"Listening to his voice is so young, if you want to keep that young man, you must have the strength to deal with the two Cave Void First-Order powerhouses of the Meng Clan, obviously such a young voice is impossible to have!"

The surrounding crowd watched Wang Xian come over indifferently, and whispered with surprise on his face.

"I see, you want to die with him!"

The cyan long sword in the hand of the middle-aged elder of the Meng clan swiped lightly, letting out a wind roar, and stared at Wang Xian coldly.

"Haha, let's try it!"

Wang Xian looked at the Meng clan and laughed: "Then kill!"

Kill!

The moment Wang Xian's last killing word fell, the demonless sword in his hand swung directly towards the two powerhouses of the first order of the Void Void.

Sword in the water!

Wear a golden sword!

The powerful Golden Water Sword Dao attacked them in an instant.

"Look for death!"

The faces of the two first-order powerhouses of the Meng clan showed murderous aura in their eyes, and the long swords in their hands directly met them.

At the moment of their attack, Wang Xian's attack did not stop.

Really sword rain!

Really, a rain of swords, an area attack!

The Demonless Sword in Wang Xian's hand pointed towards the sky, and in an instant, strange clouds of gold and blue condensed in the sky.

"Bang Bang!"

Within the strange clouds covering a radius of two kilometers, a rain of swords shot out directly and concentrated on the group of people of the Meng tribe.

"What? He really dared to go against so many strong people of the Meng clan!"

"His attack is strong, retreat, let's retreat!"

The huge clouds had already covered the many people around them, and when they were shocked that Wang Xian really dared to oppose the Meng clan, they were also afraid of the strange clouds in the sky.

Everyone hurriedly hid into the distance.

Next, there is a possibility of a battle between the Cave Void Powerhouses!