Unscrupulous and unfettered.

The silence of the king is terrible.

At last moment, in his opinion, the storm boxing will easily break the king's silent neck.But the next moment, the storm fist was broken by the king's silence.

And it was so easy, so fast.In the presence, no one saw clearly how Wang Yan shot.

For the first time in his life, he felt the breath of death.

“Yes!”

The men of the wild open and sincere, Qi Qi Qi shouted, and each sacrificed his weapons and threw himself into the king's silence.

Before, they were like wild chastises, and did not take the king's silence seriously.Because the king's body has no occult breath at all.

In their view, even if Wang Lian is reluctant to be a esotetropsy, it is also a very weak escalator.

But at this moment, even fools can understand how terrible the king's silence is.

These guards, they completely put away their contempt, played the spirit of twelve points, and joined forces, and attacked the king as against the greatest enemy in life.

“Death!”

"Boy, we have so many people join hands, let your strength be strong, you will undoubtedly die..."

The guards roared, the terror of the spirit, burst out of colorful light, tearing the sky.

“The noise!”

However, I only saw that the king yawned, and he looked careless and took a slap.Then, all the energy in front of him turned to ashes and disappeared.

"What?How is that possible?”

The guards suddenly surprised that the beads of the eyes fell off, and the body trembled.

However, the power of the king's hand, after crushing their strength, did not dissipate.Instead, they move on and fall on them.

These guards, who were not shocked for too long, were shocked by the power of the king's silence and fell into the pool of blood.

“How could that be?”

No Kaicheng stared at his eyes, unable to believe the corpses on the ground, and his body could not help but tremble lightly.

He had no idea that the boy in front of him was so powerful.

These guards are almost all strong people who are the eighth highest in the mountains.However, in the face of the king's silence, it is still so vulnerable.

What is the holy boy in front of you?

How terrible is he?

The movement here soon attracted the attention of many people on the playing field.When they saw this scene, they were equally shocked.

Many people in the arena have a strong interest in the king's silence.

Easily killed, so much, the strong man at the peak of the eighth heaven of the construction of the land.What kind of holy boy is this?

Only the wild huamao, a face of calm, as if had already expected this result.

“The guards you brought with you are all dead.Now it's your turn, the second prince."

After solving this group of guards, Wang Yan turned his eyes to the second emperor's open sincerity.

“Save me, save me...”

No Kaicheng himself is not highly established, but only has the cultivation of the sixth heavy day of building the Danjian.Even his men are not the king's silent opponents, where does he dare to do with the king's silence?

When he heard this from Wang Lian, he was frightened that the six gods were helpless, and his face was blue, and he asked the people nearby for help.

No one dared to save him.

The power of the king is in the eyes of everyone.Who is impatient, dare to touch this mold head.

Pounce!

Wild Kaicheng, completely desperate, powerless kneeling on the ground, actually to the king's languang kowtoow to ask for forgiveness: "Senior life ah, the little man knows the wrong, the little man no longer dares."Ask the forefathers, ask the forefathers to spare the little man this dog life.”

"I've given you a chance to get down on your knees and apologize, and you don't appreciate it."

Wang Yan looked at the unbearable wild openness and said without expression: "Now kneeling, it is too late."

Seeing that Wang Lonely had been determined, No Kaicheng suddenly climbed up and pointed to Wang Lian and sneered, “Boy, don’t be ashamed of your face.”Don't you forget that the prince is the second prince of the Burning Emperor, do you dare to kill the prince?If you dare to hurt the prince a little hair, you don't want to get out of here alive."

“Oh, is it?”

Wang Yan looked at the wild open sincerity, his eyes burst out of a cold man, his right hand gently raised up.

“What happened?”

At this moment, not far away, came a majestic voice.Then, there was a sound of kneeling around, accompanied by the sound of kneeling, and a shout of "see your majesty".

When Wang Yan looked back, he only saw that not far away, more than 20 people came.

At the top of the line is a burly middle-aged man.He was wearing a robe, wearing a dragon crown, a majestic face, and a god-created.

Obviously, this man was the emperor of the Burning Emperor.

“Great, my father is here, I’m saved!”

Wild open and honest, suddenly showed the ecstasy in the face, shouting at the emperor: "Father help!This demon wants to kill the son, and the father hastened to save the son.”

When the emperor heard this, he was also shocked and ordered his men to rush to rescue the wild.He himself, too, said to Wang's silence: "Young man, there is something to say, don't hurt the second prince."

“Hahahaha!”

No Kai sincerely saw that the emperor and other people were getting closer and closer, and could not help but look at Wang Wuang and laughed: "See no, my father came, he sent someone to save me."Hurry down and ask for forgiveness, or I will let my father kill you.”

“Do you think that the emperor of a small country in the district can save your life?”

Wang Yan looked at the wild with pity, and the voice said coldly: "Tell you, no matter who it is today, it will not save you."You are dead.”

When Wang Lian finished, he raised his right hand and punched him in the open.

“Damn, would you dare?”

The emperor who was coming here saw this scene, and suddenly became furious and roared.

He was rushing here, intending to rescue the guards of the Emperor, who was ready to rescue the fierce, and his face changed.They know it’s too late.

Bounce!

A loud noise, the king's fist finally fell to the open chest of the wild.In his chest, a bloody hole was left.

No Kaicheng trembled, looked down at the blood hole of the body, and looked up at the king's silence, and finally fell down unwillingly.

The second prince of the Burning Emperor, in this way, died at the hands of the king's silence.

Terrified!

Terrified!

In the corner, countless people who saw this scene only felt that their scalps were tinged and terrified.

They were shocked that Wang Lian really dared to kill No. Yu, and still in front of the emperor's face.

They were even more afraid, and what kind of anger the emperor would erupt.

Piff was angry and blood stinged five steps.And the wrath of the Son of God is a million corpses, and the blood is flowing thousands of miles.

There is no doubt that at this moment, the burning of the emperor's son is already angry.