"King Ming of the Chiyan Sect wishes the head of the Wang family to sweep the Quartet and unify the rivers and lakes!"

"Tianyuemen Mo Ning wishes the master of the Wang family a great success in his sword technique, and he is unparalleled in the world!"

"Luan Yu Hall Zheng Zhenzhu ............"

Listening to the compliments of the so-called "sect master" one by one, Wang Longcheng couldn't help but be red, and his heart was a little fluttering.

After the four first-class sects of "Axe, Sword, Gun and Knife" finished sending the gift, he didn't hear Wang Longcheng's modest words, but saw him gently wave his hand.

"Boom" a few times, the murderous aura in the hall became thicker, a third-class sect master still felt curious, looked around, but was so frightened that he almost lost his incontinence - I saw eight figures wearing yellow, blue, white, black, green, gray, purple, and red eight short robes in the eight corners of the hall standing there like eight statues.

"I don't need to say who these eight are. Wang Longcheng was also full of murderous anger at this time.

"Today is the founding ceremony of my Tanglin Kingdom, if anyone wants to leave, I will not stop him. Wang Longcheng said lightly, "I now give you ten breaths of time to consider, if you don't leave, you will have this intention in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

"Minister Zhang Ming greets the emperor!" Suddenly, the head of a second-class sect "Jingtianmen" walked out of his seat and bowed three times and nine times to Wang Long.

At this time, the heads of all the sects hesitated, and one of the third-class sect masters quickly used his body and fled outside the hall, but suddenly a sword shadow appeared.

In the next second, the black-clothed man guarding the door of the hall raised his knife and fell, and the headless corpse under his feet was the sect master of the third-class sect.

Wang Longcheng looked at the corpse, there was not the slightest pity in his eyes, and he commanded lightly: "Within today, this gate will definitely disappear." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. The man in black bowed respectfully and walked out of the temple gate.

"Now, I think that all of you here are truly attached to my Tanglin Kingdom. Wang Longcheng looked around the main hall and said, "If I conquer the world in Dongling, I will definitely not treat you badly, and at that time, you must also be the respect of princes and princes, whether rich or noble." ”

"Let's meet the emperor!" everyone in the entire hall left their seats at the same time and bowed to Wang Long.

Wang Longcheng didn't have any expression on his face, "Kneel!"

"Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!"

Except for a few spineless heads who knelt straight down, the rest of the heads were in silence, except for Di Yan, the hall master of the Ten Thousand Spear Palace, the head of the four major sects.

"Lord Di, are you threatening the widow?" said Wang Long.

Before Di Yan could reply, Wang Longcheng waved his hand again, "Kill!"

Suddenly, three people in yellow, gray, and red short robes rushed towards Di Yan, "Your Wang family is not the lord of the world!"

Seeing the dagger, Di Yan snorted coldly and pulled out his saber.

The yellow-robed man was holding two giant axes, the gray-robed man was holding a long sword and approaching Di Yan's life, and the red-robed man was holding a spear, and the three of them attacked Di Yan violently.

Di Yan grabbed the body of the spear with one hand, stabbed at the red-robed man along the body of the spear, and pushed the sword out with a push.

The red-robed man had no way to dodge, so he let go of the spear and held the sword and dagger with his left hand.

Di Yan was full of energy, grabbed the spear with one hand, turned sideways, swept away the giant axe, and stabbed directly at the yellow-robed man.

The yellow-robed man was about to block the attack with a double axe, but Di Yan whipped the side of the spear like a steel whip to the man's calf.

At this time, Di Yan was not in a hurry to end the life of the yellow-robed man, but turned around again, seemingly swinging the body of the gun at will, but he slapped the gray-clothed man's body hard, breaking his ribs.

"Hmph, do you really think that there is no one in my four factions!" Di Yan looked at the three people who fell to the ground in front of him, the smug look in his eyes was even stronger, he swung the body of the gun, pointed the tip of the gun at Wang Longcheng, and shouted loudly.

Wang Longcheng's face did not change in the slightest, only to see a spear piercing Di Yan's heart in silence.

"Poof!" Di Yan suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, "Who is Your Excellency............

Di Yan knew that his life was short, so he still insisted on asking.

"Ghost Shadow Spear - Wang Fengran. The wielder of the spear whispered into Di Yan's ear.