Chapter 137: The Advent of the King (Part 3!)

A group of fifty-three people, a young man walked in the center, followed by an old man.

With a smile on his face, the boy easily swept everyone in front of him.

When he saw an old man lying on the ground, the smile on his face sank slightly.

The entire banquet in the martial arts field fell silent, and everyone looked at the group of people who came forward.

"Who is here, dare to act presumptuously in the Yan Family Villa!"

A martial artist from Jiangcheng rolled his eyes and immediately shouted loudly.

He wants to curry favor with the Yan family!

"A group of Xiao Xiaoxiao, dare to act presumptuously in Yan's house!"

The Patriarch of the Bi family of the ancient martial arts family also shouted in a fawning voice.

The ones who came were naturally Wang Xian and Longmen.

He glanced at everyone around him coldly, and walked slowly towards Old Xue.

"I didn't expect you to dare to come here. I thought you would be a shrinking turtle."

Yan Feng saw Wang Xian leading a group of people over, glanced around, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

For the group of people he brought, Yan Feng didn't take it seriously at all. Instead, he felt that this was interesting.

"It's only eight o'clock now. I thought I was punctual, but I didn't expect to be ahead of schedule. Really, I didn't keep the time!"

Wang Xian lightly swept over the so-called Mr. Feng Yan Feng in the school, came to Xue Lao's side, and squatted down!

"Little brother Wang Xian, you are here, be careful, Yan family, they, they are too strong!"

Old Xue saw Wang Xian, opened his eyes, and said to him with a pale face full of despair.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xue, leave it to me!"

Wang Xian put his palm in Xue Lao's body and directly used dragon energy to heal his body.

Old Xue's limbs were crippled, and his dantian was crippled. For a martial artist, this life was completely over.

But this is nothing to Wang Xian.

A strong dragon energy directly repaired all the injuries on his body.

Old Xue recovered quickly from his injuries, his face changed slightly, and he looked at Wang Xian in a daze.

Wang Xian smiled at him, and slowly helped him up.

Old Xue's injury was all because of him, but it was not too late for him to come.

Injuries, he can heal, and those who hurt him can also

"Okay, very powerful medical skills, no wonder even the disciples of the saints have been defeated by you!"

Yan Feng saw that Mr. Xue stood up, his eyes lit up: "Now I will give you a chance to redeem your sins, surrender to my Yan family, I can forgive your rudeness and presumptuousness, and let your friends and relatives go!"

As he spoke, he looked down at Wang Xian condescendingly, exuding strong self-confidence.

Yan Feng stared at him like a hunter watching his prey. As the proud son of heaven, he has not yet regarded Wang Xian as his opponent.

Wang Xian looked over with a smile on his face, this Yan Feng was really confident to the point of arrogance.

"Old Xue, who injured you?"

Wang Xian ignored Yan Feng and asked Xue Lao.

"Competed with a warrior from the Yan family and was abolished."

There was a trace of bitterness on Old Xue's face. After all, he was crippled by warriors of the same level because he was not good at learning.

"Are you sparring?"

Wang Xian looked at everyone in the Yan family: "You guys like to compete, so you can compete with my people and let me see the Yan family where the king is back!"

"Haha, boy, I think you are really toasting and don't eat fine wine. I gave you a chance. If you make me angry, you will not bear the consequences!"

Seeing Wang Xian ignoring him, Yan Feng said with a sullen face and a little ferocious.

"Boy, with just you, we can get rid of you without the Yan family's help."

"Old Yan, as long as you give an order, we will destroy this group of arrogant guys!"

One by one, the martial artist families begged for orders and shouted coldly at Wang Xian.

Yan Gukong waved his hand, and the voices of all the warriors around him immediately stopped, not daring to speak out.

"You are the one who offends our Yan family's sages, disciples and distinguished guests, and doesn't take our Yan family seriously!"

Yan Gukong stared at Wang Xian and asked.

"My friend was injured by you!" Wang Xian did not answer, but also stared at Yan Gukong and questioned.

"Offending our Yan family, this is the end!"

Yan Gukong said flatly.

"Very well, since you like to play like this, then I will accompany you to play like this."

Wang Xian nodded coldly, glanced around and shouted coldly: "Who hurt my friend, fight!"

"It's your uncle, boy, once you heal, I can be cured once, and you provoke our Yan family, this is the end!"

The middle-aged man who was fighting against Old Xue said to Wang Xian coldly, and glanced at Old Xue with disdain.

"Very well, let's learn from each other!"

Wang Xian beckoned, and a dragonman strode out.

"Warrior level seven, devil thirteen!" The dragon man stared at the middle-aged man.

"Haha, alright, it's interesting and interesting to challenge our Yan family."

Yan Gukong laughed when he saw that Wang Xian sent someone to compete with the Yan family: "In this case, the visitor is a guest, so let's play with them!"

The middle-aged man smiled coldly, bowed towards Yan Gukong, raised his head and stared at Mo Shisan: "I will abolish you!"

"Judging from the battle between Yan Beiyun and Mr. Xue just now, Yan Beiyun is already at the peak of the seventh level of warriors, and can even enter the eighth level of warriors. The skills he cultivated are very powerful, and he is almost invincible at the seventh level. That young man dared to challenge him, seeking death!"

"Who is that young man who dared to provoke the Yan family, and even dared to come here today? He really came here to seek death!"

"This kid didn't come here just now, because he didn't see how powerful the Yan family is. Now he's here like a clown, trying to imitate the Yan family and use the way of sparring. Hehe, it's ridiculous!"

All the people around stared at Wang Xian with disdain. A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, but if he really dares to provoke a tiger, the ending will be very tragic.

Wang Xian listened to the discussions around him, and seeing the middle-aged man's arrogance, he had a teasing look on his face.

"boom!"

Just when everyone was waiting for Mo Shisan to be tortured, Mo Shisan's figure moved.

He exuded a faint black air, like a wild beast, swiftly attacking the middle-aged man.

"Some strength!"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, he clenched his fists and went straight to meet him!

"Rubbish!"

"boom!"

A faint voice resounded on the martial arts stage, followed by a dull voice.

Yan Jianian flew out at a terrifying speed. In the air, he could even see his sunken chest.

"bump!"

The middle-aged Yan family fell heavily on a table and remained motionless.

"How can this be!"

Surprised expressions appeared on the faces of the people around. One must know that the middle-aged Yan family was a peak warrior of the seventh level, and he was instantly killed by the same level!

This is unbelievable!

"Boy, you dare to lie to us, you will die!"

Yan Zhongyuan saw his clansman being instantly killed, with an angry look on his face.

He wouldn't believe that Mo Shisan was only a seventh-level martial artist, and it was absolutely impossible for a seventh-level warrior to instantly kill him.