Chapter 911: The Demon King of the Flood Desolation (1)

In the cold wind, the killing machine is pervasive......

At the entrance of the tunnel cave, the Wind Evil Beastmaster hid his body in the depths of the cave, and no one paid attention to it at this moment.

The nearly twenty yuan infant masters in Xizhou and the late Jindan masters who survived behind everyone subconsciously gathered together, staring at the sky above the center of the canyon with surprised eyes, and the two of them poured out infinite killing intent with each other.

Wang Tong, who appeared suddenly, gave everyone a great shock, the fluttering clothes, the momentum like a rainbow, the deep eyes, the silver long hair, and the thick long sword, all of which gave people a strong sense of oppression, like a huge mountain appearing in front of everyone, making people look up but dare not face it.

It is Wang Tong, the ancestor of the Guiyuan Sect and the mid-Yuan infant strength.

"Whoosh~"

Dozens of figures came from the direction of the entrance of the canyon and stood behind Wang Tong.

"It's a Dongzhou monk~" Lu Chen's expression tightened, and his eyes were full of murder.

Wang Tong appeared, took two old men he didn't know, and under the sneak attack, Han Hao and Wu Yu were forced to retreat, and Ji Bao and Fan Yun were seriously injured.

"Tianji Gate Tsing Yi Dao Man, Nine Lotus Holy Sect Wu Hua Patriarch, Daxue Mountain Leng Jian Dao Man, Xingchen Pavilion Dao Ye Zhenren, plus Wang Tong, hmph, all here, how can they appear here?"

Soon, Chen Qu and others also surrounded them, and the two sides stood together, murderous.

"Lu Chen, I actually let the old man meet you here, it seems that the sky won't help you. Wang Tong sneered, and the murderous intent was pervasive.

"Hehe~" Seeing this, Lu Chen couldn't help but sneer.

If Lu Chen had seen Wang Tong before, it was possible to run away immediately, then now he didn't need it at all. After six years of cultivation, Lu Chen has plenty of self-confidence. Even if he couldn't defeat Wang Tong, Wang Tong didn't want to kill himself easily. If you fight for your life, use the third level of the realm of the earth to go against the heavens. I don't know who the winner belongs to. Besides, at this time, the monks from the eastern and western states had already arrived, and if there was a fight, it would not be a matter of him and Wang Tong alone, maybe it would be a group battle.

The variables are too great, and even Wang Tong does not dare to guarantee that he will be unscathed under the melee of so many people.

Lu Chen said sarcastically: "Isn't this Wang Tongwang's predecessor? What? Lingxiu Peak has been repaired? Why do you have time to come here?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked. Everyone looked at Lu Chen in surprise and was shocked.

You must know that Wang Tong is a master in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and even Chen Qu didn't dare to talk to him like this. Lu Chen is so bold before he is a baby, how can people not be surprised?

"Boy, Hugh has to talk nonsense. Wang Tong's strength, the old man can't protect you. Chen Qu scolded secretly, and hurriedly reminded him.

Lu Chen is not afraid at all, even if he can't beat him, hehe, if Dao Ye wants to leave, I'm afraid Wang Tong won't be able to stop him.

As soon as Wang Tong heard Lu Chen's words, he was angry. The battle of Lingxiu Peak was not only a shame for Guiyuan Sect, but also a great shame for Wang Tong. Since reaching the realm of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, the people he wants to stay behind have never escaped. In this regard, the four major sects behind him are role models.

But what annoyed Wang Tong was that Lu Chen was the only one.