The little king Luo Wushuang has seen his true appearance. The young man who is now standing on the world, has a tall figure, and has a kind of grand aura of dominating the world.

His eyes were like two black holes, and his eyes were very focused, but he didn't know where the other party's eyes were looking. At first glance, his soul was about to be sucked in.

"That's right, he is indeed the little king Luo Wushuang."

The King of Heavenly Sword spoke and confirmed his identity.

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked. This is a famous figure in the Heavenly Realm. Even if he is not as good as the Four Heavenly Kings, he is still the most peak person. And it is hard to say that one day, the little Heavenly King will truly enter the realm of the Heavenly King and will be famous in history.

"I didn't expect that this formation could actually condense a figure of the little king. I wonder what Ning Jiang can do to deal with it?"

People look at Ningjiang.

"Sanxing combat power."

Through judgment, Ning Jiang immediately determined the condensed combat power of the little king, and this seven-minded king-slaughter formation perfectly concentrated the power of the seven people together.

And this is not an ordinary three-star combat power. To be precise, this is the peak combat power of three-star, close to four stars.

"Ningjiang, have you felt the gap? In front of the seven-legged king-slaughter formation, even if you are amazing, you will be suppressed."

The Heavenly Sword King's voice was like thunder, shaking the void.

"Just, if the real Luo Wushuang is here, it can still pose a threat to me. Just a mere formation, even if it condenses the formation spirit, what can it do?" Ning Jiang shook his head.

"Arrogant."

The Seven Kings have long known that Ning Jiang is extremely arrogant and does not take everything seriously, so they are too lazy to talk about it now.

"kill."

The seven people thought, and Luo Wushuang raised his palm and slapped it out with one blow. The huge magic power fluctuated as vast as the sea, dozens of times larger than their own power.

Countless warriors almost fainted under this force.

"Ningjiang, no matter how good you use your magic power, the gap in strength is so easy to make up!" The King of Heavenly Sword sneered.

Ning Jiang's combat power is a one-star king, but his perfect use of magic power makes him unable to stand up against two-star kings. But now the little king condensed from the Seven-Secret King Slaughter Formation has a combat power of approaching the four-star king. In this way, Ning Jiang will definitely not be able to withstand it.

"Do you think it was my full strength just now?"

Ningjiang's face has not changed, and he is always so calm.

Boom!

The huge fluctuations suddenly soared from his body, and the aura of his body rose step by step, and in a moment, it became comparable to Luo Wushuang.

Tianwu Linglong Armor, this is a three-star armor!

Now is the full power of this treasure armor, but even Ning Jiang's body can't bear it.

"How is that possible?"

The Seven Kings were shocked and shocked.

"No, his body can't bear this power." The King of Heavenly Sword's eyes narrowed, and he saw cracks appearing on Ning Jiang's body, as if the exquisite porcelain was about to break.

The power of a one-star king is already the limit that Ning Jiang can bear. For a three-star king, even if Ning Jiang becomes the Swallowing Heaven Sect, he cannot bear it. Now he is like a ball about to be burst, and the meridians, dantian, and everything in his body will explode.

"I can only hold on to three breaths. After this time, I will not be able to bear it!"

Ning Jiang Wenyu said that the power of the Samsung King is too powerful unless his realm is further improved.

"But three breaths are enough for me!"

Many times, the winner can be decided in an instant.

Swish.

Ning Jiang took a step forward and disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, the man had already arrived in front of the King of Heavenly Swords.

"King of Heavenly Sword, I'll lend you a sword."

Ning Jiang grabbed the sword with great hands and the sword King of Heaven fell into his hands.

“Bold.”

The King of Heavenly Sword was furious. For a sword cultivator, a sword was no different from a second life. Ning Jiang took his sword away in front of him, which was a shame for him.

He was about to take action immediately, trying to retake the sword.

However, Ning Jiang looked coldly and immediately made him feel like he fell into an ice cellar. It was a pair of extremely calm eyes, and there was a sharp edge that teared everything deep in his eyes.

"Hmph, what can you do if you take away my sword? I have been practicing this sword for hundreds of years and is connected to my life. Even if you get this sword, you can't control it."

The King of Heavenly Swords sneered repeatedly. This heavenly spirit weapon was like his right-hand arm. Even if Ning Jiang took it away, he would never be able to control it.

Sure enough, the sword was shaking violently in Ning Jiang's hands, and the sharp aura was released, and it was about to escape from Ning Jiang's control. This sword had a will and had the existence of the instrument spirit, but now it was the instrument spirit that was resisting Ning Jiang.

"It is your blessing to be able to use it for me, but if you dare to resist me, what's the use of keeping you?"

Ning Jiang snorted lightly, and a huge force poured into the sword directly. In an instant, the sword let out a wave of wailing. At the same time, Ning Jiang forced blood from his fingers and wiped it on the sword.

These blood immediately turned into golden sun divine fire, burning violently.

"stop."

The expression of the Heavenly Sword King changed drastically. He understood what Ning Jiang was doing, and this was destroying his sword.

However, where can he stop what Ning Jiang wants to do?

"cut."

Ning Jiang waved his arm and slashed down with a sword. In an instant, this famous heavenly spirit weapon that had been with the King of Heaven for many years collapsed and collapsed, turning into a golden sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth, slashing towards the little Heavenly King Luo Wushuang.

This sword cannot be described in words.

This path was thousands of feet long and spread across the sky. From a distance, the entire void seemed to be divided into two. When the sword fell, a golden sword curtain was pulled out from the void.

The body of the little king Luo Wushuang was slashed with a sword without any time to react. At the same time, the seven kings' bodies were shocked and they vomited blood suddenly as they roared.

"How is that possible?"

The seven people looked at all this in disbelief. Among them, the King of Heavenly Sword was even more ashamed. His natal sword was destroyed by Ning Jiang, causing an unimaginable huge blow to him, both mentally and physically, and he was severely injured.

"Is it hard to believe it? I have said a long time ago, what can I do to me with a mere formation?"

Ning Jiang said indifferently that he never broke his promise. Although every word he said sounds so arrogant and arrogant, every word he says will come true one by one.

"It's interesting. I didn't expect that someone in the six states of Xiaoxiao East Region could crack my Seven-Sage King Slaughter Formation, and he was still so young."

The figure of the little king Luo Wushuang did not dissipate, but suddenly spoke, and a hint of wisdom appeared in his eyes.
Chapter completed!