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The king turned around suddenly.

In the darkness of the night, an old man dressed in a golden robe and immortal, walking from a distance.

The place between his eyebrows has a silver vertical eye, which is strange and intimidating.

Besides it, there is also a middle-aged man in a black robe.

"Thank you, brother! Why are you here?"

In the main hall, the white-haired old man got up immediately, and greeted him with all the big figures of the Wang family, and they greeted the middle-aged man in black robe.

Wang Zhongyuan silently reminded by voice transmission, lest Wang Que be confused.

But Wang Que didn't look at that Xie Yunchuan at all, his eyes stared directly at the golden-robed old man like a sharp sword.

"Dilty son, are you not convinced?"

The old man in the golden robe sneered, and in front of all the big figures in the Wang family, he sneered at Wang Que unceremoniously, showing contempt.

Everyone looked different.

Wang Que's eyes flashed with murderous intent, just as he was about to say something, his father Wang Zhongyuan came to him, and said through a voice: "Qiaoer, whether you hate your father in your heart or not, don't do it now. Nonsense, just... I beg you."

Wang Que was startled, and looked sideways at the father beside him, only to see that the latter's brows were full of worry.

Wangque's heart is tumbling, and the five flavors are mixed, which is quite unpleasant.

At this time, Xie Yunchuan, a middle-aged Mopao, saw this, smiled and said, "Everyone, let me introduce you. This senior is the messenger from Huaxinzhai, even Bima. The adults also admire and respect it extremely.

The messenger of painting the heart!

The presence of everyone was moved, and the corners of their brows and eyes had brought a sense of respect.

"Senior visited late at night, I have not been far away to welcome, and I hope to forgive."

The white-haired old man bowed his hands and apologized, looking extremely respectful.

The golden-robed old man stroked his beard and said slowly, "No need to talk nonsense, I have a big thing to do when I come to your royal family this time, but before we talk about this, please also ask Do me a favor."

The white-haired old man smiled and said, "It's an honor for my royal family to be able to help senior, but I just don't know what senior wants me to wait for?"

The other big figures in the Wang family also looked over.

The golden-robed old man looked at Wang Que, raised his chin, and said lightly: "Well, first capture this dutiful son of your royal family, this seat is of great use."

The fluttering words shocked everyone present.

The atmosphere suddenly became depressed and dull.

Wang Zhongyuan's face changed suddenly, he stepped forward immediately, cupped his hands and said: "If my son offends the senior, I hope the senior will read it in the face of my Wang family..."

The old man in the golden robe snorted coldly and interrupted: "Just follow the order of this seat!"

The voice is majestic and bossy.

Wang Zhongyuan's face suddenly became ugly.

I saw the white-haired old man turn around suddenly, glared angrily at Wang Que, and shouted sharply: "Damn, why don't you quickly apologize to this senior?"

Wangque looked indifferent, and said coldly: "If the ancestors of the clan see you, you are so servile to an outsider, I don't know how disappointed you will be!"

"You..."

The white-haired old man was so angry that he was about to say something.

The golden-robed old man said in a cold tone, "Didn't you hear what I said! Capture him!"

The sound resounded like thunder.

Originally, Wang Que couldn't hold back her murderous intention and planned to do it.

But at this time, he held back and wanted to see how the old people of the clan would react!

The group of big men, headed by the white-haired old man, hesitated and looked uncertain.

A thin middle-aged man in gray clothes couldn't help but say, "Senior, even if you want to capture the king sparrow, you still need a reason?"

"Reason? You can only accept the decision of this seat, otherwise it will be disrespectful to this seat!"

The eyes of the golden-robed old man flashed, and his sleeves waved.

Boom!

This scene shocked everyone!

It should be noted that the middle-aged man named Wang Bojing in gray is also a mysterious existence, but under the hands of the golden-robed old man, he is completely vulnerable.

Xie Yunchuan sighed: "Everyone, follow the instructions of the seniors and quickly capture the king bird."

Everyone hesitated.

"If you want to capture my son, then kill me first!"

Suddenly, Wang Zhongyuan stood up and stood in front of Wang Que.

"Patriarch!"

Many elderly people are discolored.

Wangque looked at the figure of her father standing in front of her, and an uncontrollable warmth surged in her heart.

"Oh, it's really a father's kindness and filial piety!"

The old man in the golden robe sneered.

He suddenly reached out and patted Wang Zhongyuan with a palm.

Clang!

Boom!

The deafening crash resounded.

The sword in Wang Que's hand trembled violently, and her figure took a few steps backwards uncontrollably, her face slightly pale.

What a terrible power!

Is this the power of the Huaxinzhai powerhouse?

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Wang family felt chills.

Wangque is already the Great Perfection of the Profound Nether Realm.

But at this time, he was still shaken back by the golden-robed old man!

"Queer, are you alright?"

Wang Zhongyuan looked worried.

"It's all right, father, just stand on one side and watch the battle."

Wangque took a deep breath and suppressed the churning blood in his body.

"Oh, it's not simple. It is worthy of being the fifth true disciple of Sword Master Xuanjun. Such a Taoism and background are far from comparable to this great wilderness."

The golden-robed old man sneered, "Unfortunately, in my eyes, you are still too weak!"

Boom!

Only a glance from a distance gives people the feeling that there is no escape, no escape.

In fact, it is true, the power and might of this cage has already covered ten directions and eight poles, like a net!

"Break!"

The king sparrow crossed the sky and slashed away.

Boom!

The sword light rushed into the sky, and the flames splashed.

Swords like this can easily kill enemies in the same realm.

But at this time, after the power of this sword was cut out, it failed to shake the cage at all!

Wang Que's eyes narrowed, and she stabbed the sword in her hand fiercely.

Boom! !

A deafening boom resounded.

Wangque's Dao sword was terribly oppressed, and was bent a little by the cage.

Looking at the king bird again, the whole body is full of breath, and it is useless to do everything!

Click! Click!

, Feijian of stone chips, prohibiting light and rain flying.

Everyone was terrified.

The white-haired old man shouted: "Qiaoer, if you resist again, you will only kill yourself, and you will be captured quickly. For the sake of you being the junior and senior brother of Lord Bima, that senior will never stop. It will kill you!"

The king bird, who was resisting the cage with all his strength, heard the words, and his lungs were about to explode.

These old people of the clan, just watch an outsider bully him, and at this moment, he even persuades himself to bow his head, it's a **** to the extreme!

"Finch!"

Wang Zhongyuan was shocked and rushed forward, trying to help.

But in just a split second, he was shaken by the power of the cage, and he fell back to the ground, coughing blood from his lips.

But he didn't care, he got up and rushed forward, looking like a madman.

"Patriarch!"

"Come on! Come on!"

Some of the Wang family elders were mourning, and they didn't care about anything else, they rushed over and shot with Wang Zhongyuan to bombard the cage.

In the distance, the big men of the Wang family headed by the white-haired old man looked at each other.

"Hey, the man's arm stops the car!"

The golden-robed old man waving his sleeves and waving his hands continuously.

For every palm shot, an old man of the Wang family must be blasted out.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhongyuan and the others fell all over the place.

"Why bother."

Xie Yunchuan, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"Queer! Stop making trouble, didn't you see your father and they were all injured because of you? Are you going to watch them die!"

The white-haired old man was very angry.

Wangque ignored it.

"Father, don't do it again!"

The king sparrow hissed.

When he saw his father who was seriously injured, he staggered to his feet and rushed over again, which made his eyes red and his nose sour.

"You are the unicorn of our Wang family, and also the son of my Wang Zhongyuan, how can I... watch you suffer!"

Wang Zhongyuan gritted his teeth, his face full of ruthlessness, and rushed towards the cage.

The golden-robed old man frowned with disdain.

To hit a stone with an egg is ultimately self-destruction!

However, at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded from a distance:

"He is not only your son, but also my Su Xuanjun's disciple. Even if the gods from heaven come here today, it will not hurt his life!"

When the voice sounded, a sword energy suddenly appeared.

The light and rain are flying, and the roar is continuous.

The pupils of the golden-robed old man shrank suddenly.

After the catastrophe, Wang Que was relieved, and her expression was full of ecstasy.

The indifferent voice was still echoing, and everyone present was trembling, unbelievable, and their eyes subconsciously looked at the same place.

In the distant night, a tall figure came.