Just as the people at the Golden Gate were blindly searching for the traces of the king's silence, Wang Yan was standing in the golden leaf space, staring at the people outside the golden leaf space, looking for opportunities.

“It is now!”

Suddenly, the king's silence in the golden leaf space, and a cold man was shot in his eyes.The next moment, his body disappeared into the golden leaf space and returned to the outside world.

Just appeared in the outside world, he quickly moved, not far away a figure jumped over.His speed was as fast as lightning.

This figure, just realized that it seemed that when someone rushed to him, the sword in Wang Lian's hand had been cut out.

When he saw the face of the king, his head was separated from his neck.

The whole man fell to the ground.

“Wang Yan, he’s there...”

"This little piece of debris, it is a sneak attack, too mean, too insidious..."

Wang Lian had just solved the problem, and the disciple of the Golden Gate came from all around him with angry roars.A great deal of terror came to him.

However, Wang Lian was grinning, and the whole person once again disappeared in the same place.

No doubt he was, of course, once again entering the gold-leaf space.

Outside the golden leaf space, Zhuo Yangbo and others, roared in anger, and scolded, as if they were crazy.

Wang Lian stood in the golden leaf space and saw this scene, but he smiled coldly: "You are wrong, you should not provoke my king's silence."Since it provokes my king to be silent, what can I do without paying a price?”

No matter how abusive Zhuo Yangbo and others, Wang Lian did not appear.Until they searched again, the trace of the king's silence.

Wang Lian took advantage of the time when they dispersed, they left the golden leaf space and secretly attacked.

So, constantly repeated.

Soon, the people who were present at the Golden Gate were mostly dead and injured, and there were not many left.

Several of the surviving Golden Guangmen disciples looked at Zhuo Yangbo with horror and said urgently, “Brother Zhuo Yangbo, is not counted?”This king's silence is so strange that we are destined not to kill him.Hurry up and let’s get out of here.”

“Fuck off!”

When he heard this, he said, but his eyes were clamoring and roaring, “Do you want to leave?”Don’t you want to avenge your dead brothers?Are all of them dead?Our golden light gate, across the world, forever.In the endless years, when did you eat this loss?This revenge must be rebushed, and it must not die.”

Several of the disciples who are still alive, are full of uneasiness: "Brother Zhuo Yangbo, you are strong, and the king does not dare to attack you."But we can't.Our strength, as long as we show a flaw, will die.You want revenge, you want to kill the king, we fully support.But please open the battle and let us go."

“No!”

Zhuo Yangbo threw off his sleeves and said, “Open the big battle, what if the king escapes?”At this moment, there is a big battle here, and the king's silence can never escape.Once the battle is opened, no one can stop him."

“But...”

When these golden lightmen disciples heard this, their faces were not very good-looking.They opened their mouths and wanted to argue.However, Zhuo Yangbo was unscrupulously interrupting them, and the voice said decisively: "Shut up!"I'll start by saying the ugly words, who's talking about opening the big battle and the like, to blame me for not reading the same friendship."

These golden light disciples heard the words and couldn’t help but feel cold in their hearts.

They know very well that Zhuo Yangbo is a tough guy.There are many other forces that die in his hands, and there are not many who die at the same door in his hands.

The Golden Gate is also not a monolith, and there is also fierce competition.It was the body of countless corpses that Zhan Yangbo came to this day.

If he said that, he must have done it.

They also understand that Zhuo Yangbo wants to kill Wang Yan so much, and there is nothing he wants to avenge the same door.Mostly just to get the treasure on the king's silence, and to vent their anger.

Jian Yangbo said that to this extent.These still-born Jinguang disciples no longer dare to mention anything to open the big battle and so on.

However, they did not want to go to the king again to find the king's silence.Instead, they were surrounded, carefully guarded against the sudden attack of the king's silence.

And Zhuo Yangbo, is angry, looking everywhere for the traces of the king's silence.

Although the whole area of the field, he has been found countless times.But he still did not die, thinking that it must have missed something, and he was still searching for it.

“Is this an infighting?”

In the golden leaf space, Wang Yan saw this scene and could not be laughed at by evil.

This twilight, though he had been wounded by the king before.But the centiful worm is dead and inflexible, even if Zhuo Yangbo is injured, it is still very terrible.

Wang was not sure, and in two or three strokes he was able to end the life of Zhuo Yangbo.

Therefore, he has never attacked Zhuo Yangbo.

He would not consider dealing with Zhuo Yangbo until he had dealt with the others.

At this moment, several Jinguang disciples who are still alive have actually learned to be smart and began to hold together, and they are not scattered at all.

In this way, it is not easy for Wang Yan to sneak an attack on a secret calculation.

However, even so, the king's silence is not too worried.

Even if it's banding?

Since you are holding together, this time, give you a pot directly.

Wang Yan secretly sneered, taking advantage of Zhuo Yangbo's departure from these golden lightmen disciples, when the distance was relatively far away, once again left the golden leaf space.

As soon as he appeared in the outside world, the whole person jumped at a lightning speed and threw himself at the remaining golden lightmen disciples.

These golden light disciples have long been prepared.Soon, they found Wang Lian, Qi Qi's face changed, roared up, and wanted to attract Zhuo Yangbo.

At the same time, they also brewed out, extremely terrible strength, ready to defend the king's silence of the attack.

However, at this time, I saw that Wang Lian's left hand was raised, and there were nearly a thousand small white swords flying out of his hand.These small swords, with an incomparable speed, rushed toward these golden light disciples.

On every little sword, there is a terrible breath.

Looking closely, above Wang's left hand, he was holding a small sword stove.And these little white swords, it is from this sword stove, that they are excite.

The Sword Furnace!

Yes, the thing in the king's hand is the shadow sword furnace.

“Not good!”

These golden lightmen disciples, all of whom had changed their faces, did not dare to have the slightest reservation, and resisted them, these little white swords.

But the number of small swords is too many, and the power is terrible.All of them are busy and look very hard.