The eight generals who followed Emperor Xuan were not the real eight generals, but the descendants of the eight generals who originally followed Emperor Xuan, and they were all kings with strong bloodlines, but they were too much worse than him, the emperor.

But even so, their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated, this war spear is the holy soldier that the real eight wars will sacrifice for future generations, the real ancient holy soldier, much stronger than the incense burner of the strong man of the Heavenly Bear Clan.

"Don't worry, just this burning stick, Lao Tzu hasn't put it in his eyes yet, what's the big deal? Isn't it just a little more years? Every stone in this divine realm is much longer than it, so what's the use? ”

The sword spirit of the Daguan Knife was absolutely arrogant, and the war spear of an ancient saint soldier actually made it degrade into a burning stick, if it wasn't for the big battle, Wang Ping would have wanted to laugh.

However, the Daguan knife was not bragging, and after a few hard encounters with the war spear, it was not damaged at all, although it was screaming in pain, but the murderous spirit did not weaken at all.

A knife slashed out, the heavens and the earth changed color, Wang Ping only now completely exerted the power of the Daguan knife, with the divine power to urge, there was a kind of terrifying fluctuation between the heaven and the earth, the head of the knife suddenly turned from the cold light to black as ink, not only did not look like a divine soldier, but like a demon soldier, and the roar of the gods and demons came out from the sword of the Daguan knife.

Back then, the Daguan Dao absorbed a lot of evil qi from the burial ground of gods and demons, and although it was finally transformed into a murderous aura that soared into the sky, the murderous aura could also be transformed into evil qi at the right time.

"Roaring ......"

Wang Ping's black hair stood upside down, his eyes widened, and with a loud roar, a mountain range in the distance turned into powder in his roar, and a force slashed down, and the sword soared to ten zhang, like a heavenly knife across the sky.

"Ah......"

Qi Luo suddenly broke out in a cold sweat under the shroud of the sword light, this young man was so powerful that he actually made him feel creepy, and desperately used the tip of the war spear to catch the sword.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the war spear finally blocked Wang Ping's Daguan knife, and the two sides stuck together like that, and the clothes on their bodies were blown by the violent divine power.

"I don't believe in ......"

Qi Luo, who was holding a war spear, showed an unbelievable light in his eyes, from the center of his eyebrows to his chin, a faint red mark went all the way to the clothes around his neck, and after saying these four words with difficulty, his body suddenly fell, and when he was still in mid-air, his body suddenly split into two halves, sprinkling a rain of blood.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Ping beckoned, and a war spear of an ancient holy soldier fell into his hand, and he wiped it on the holy soldier with one hand, erasing a wisp of divine consciousness imprint left by Qi Luo, and from then on, this ancient holy soldier would become an ownerless thing.

"How so?"

"What happened?"

"Why did he die all of a sudden?"

Everyone didn't understand what was going on, obviously Qi Luo blocked Wang Ping's knife, why was he still chopped by force? What's going on?

"Old Sixth ......"

There are only six of the eight generals of the Xuan Emperor now, and two of them died in his hands, and this result makes them unbearable.

"Let's go together and avenge the sixth and the old Gu!"

By now, they have understood that if they fight alone, I am afraid that no one on their side is Wang Ping's opponent, and they can't lose more manpower, otherwise it will be a huge blow to the prestige of Prince Xuan, and this Wang Ping must die, even if it is not honorable.

Hula, the remaining six people all rushed up, to fight with Wang Ping, one-on-one is not an opponent, they can't care so much, group beating, group fighting, just kill Wang Ping, see who dares to say anything.

"You're too shameless, aren't you? Fighting alone is not an opponent in the world, just fight in groups, the face of Prince Xuan has made you lose everything, hurry up and let Prince Xuan come, don't be embarrassed here. ”

"The ancient clan will use the power to bully others, win more and less, what kind of ability, if there is a kind of strong man of our human race, fight alone, and torture you to death."

Li Badshui and Bai Maoyi are not fuel-efficient lamps, seeing that these people plan to fight in a group regardless of their identity, the wheel battle is already shameful enough, and now they are actually beating in groups, where will they let go of this opportunity to sneer at them?

These people let them say that their faces were blue and white, and people wanted their faces and bark, although they were ancient clansmen, they also knew that it was dishonorable to do so, but their brothers died in the hands of Wang Ping, and the two of them couldn't even escape from the Yuan Shen, which had already burned their sanity with anger.

Li Badshui and Bai Maoyi's words undoubtedly poured a basin of cold water on their heads, making them calm down all of a sudden, yes, even if they win, there are still so many people watching here, it is a huge blow to the prestige of Prince Xuan, and they don't know what to do for a while.

"Stand down for me, who let you call the shots? Get back to me at once, face the wall for three months, and don't get out of the customs without my orders. ”

With a majestic voice, a golden chariot drove out of the gate of the academy, and it turned out to be a dragon horse, which could be regarded as extremely luxurious.

Prince Xuan, although Wang Ping has never seen this person, but from the fact that he can scold a few ancient clans, it can be seen that his status is higher than these people, and he is naturally the Prince of Xuan who is even taller than them, and their father cannot be so young.

"Xuan Huang Zi ......"

The six ancient clan powerhouses called out to the young man angrily, and there seemed to be tears rolling in their eyes, being able to make them like this, it can be seen how majestic this Xuan Emperor is.

"Don't say it, I know everything, I don't blame you for this, watch from the sidelines, I will definitely behead him today and avenge you."

Emperor Xuan didn't look at Wang Ping at all, but Wang Ping knew that the other party had locked him, and he couldn't escape, and he didn't plan to escape, the lives of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people in Fengning City needed an explanation, and this matter was caused by himself, he couldn't hide, he could only try his best to solve it.

"You're Wang Ping, right? I know you, you're so strong, you even dare to kill my soldiers, do you know what the consequences are? ”

After comforting his subordinates, Prince Xuan turned around and looked at Wang Ping with a frosty face and said.

"I don't know what the consequences are, but I do know that you kill innocents indiscriminately, and hundreds of thousands of people in Fengning City are unarmed, what enmity do they have against you? If you want revenge, just look for me, why do you want to attack these ordinary people? ”

Wang Pingyi is right, that's right, the contradictions between cultivators can be resolved between cultivators, why should you be angry with ordinary people?

"Haha......"

Prince Xuan laughed a few times, and Sen Ran said: This prince is happy, how about it? I sue you that they did not die at the hands of this prince, but at your hands, and if you do not escape, this prince will not be angry with them, so you are the real murderer of them. “