"Mongba Yuan of Xiaoyao Sect actually died, and he was killed by a middle-level Yuanying strongman with a lower level of cultivation."

"It is often difficult to kill the opponent in the same level battles. Wang Le not only defeated the Mongba Yuan in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, but also went further to kill the opponent. It was incredible."

"If the news of Mongba Yuan's death on the Black Sea is transmitted back, it will inevitably cause a sensation in the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou. After all, he died at the hands of Wang Le, who has a higher level of cultivation."

"Wang Le is a monster! Now he is so powerful in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. With time, his future is unlimited!"

…………

The surprises and feelings of Wang Le's killing of Mongba Yuan on the Yinkun were instantly quiet when the other party fell from the sky and returned to the ship.

At this time, countless eyes on Wang Le were looked at Wang Le openly or secretly, and there was no longer the previous doubts and contempt. Everyone became awe and fear, and there was still deep fear.

After all, the young man in front of me was the killing star in the depths of the Black Sea.

Whether it is Gai Shibao, the elder of the Huntian Sect, or the arrogant and arrogant late-stage Nascent Soul powerhouse, Mengbayuan, now they have become the souls of Wang Le.

The powerful monks who had witnessed these scenes on the ship did not dare to provoke this young monster who seemed harmless but was actually moody and killed without blinking!

Just as everyone was staring with awe, Wang Le, who was standing on the corridor of the third floor of the Yinkun, looked at the distant void that was endless, and his eyes, which were clearly distinguished by black and white, became particularly deep.

At this time, the storm on the Black Sea had stopped. The bright moon, who had been hiding deep in the clouds, finally could not come out to see people.

Wang Le, who had been thinking for a moment, finally pulled himself out of his killing state with extremely powerful calmness, thus regaining his rationality.

Otherwise, Wang Le, who was in a state of killing, would inevitably go to a distant battlefield and defeat the two late-stage Nascent Soul powerhouses who were fighting there in one place!

"Anyway, it's not a good thing. I hope they die together!"

Wang Le couldn't help but think in his heart.

Because after a little analysis, you will know that the two late-stage Nascent Soul powerhouses who are fighting must be late-stage Nascent Soul powerhouses with Mengbayuan, as well as late-stage Nascent Soul Elders of Huntian Sect.

For Wang Le, whoever blocks his plan to go to Middle-earth continent will be the enemy.

There is no doubt that both sides are Wang Le's enemies.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Le sincerely hopes that both sides who are fighting will not return to the Yinkun again.

At this moment, Sui Ruxue, who came out of the room, looked at Wang Le in the corridor and asked with concern, "Brother Wang, are you okay? Are you injured?"

Wang Le turned around and looked at Sui Ruxue, and the Yunhu National Master who was following behind, and smiled and said, "Although Mongbayuan is powerful, he still can't hurt me."

Sui Ruxue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's better if you don't hurt. After all, you have to rely on you to support the next day!"

Obviously, Sui Ruxue clearly realized that although the Mongba Yuan of Xiaoyao Sect had fallen, it does not mean that the Yinkun number is already safe.

At this time, the Yunhu National Master looked happy and smiled at Wang Le easily, saying, "Today's battle will finally make me sleep peacefully."

"Safe and feel safe?" Wang Le looked at Yunhu National Master with a smile and said, "Let's talk about it after tonight!"

"Oh?" Master Yunhu heard something in Wang Le's words and couldn't help but ask softly, "My friend, can there be any variables..."

As soon as he was halfway through his words, Wang Le's face suddenly changed and he quickly turned around and looked at the void at the end of the sky.

In less than five seconds, all the monks on the Yinkun, including the Yunhu National Master, heard the violent roar from the end of the horizon.

Then, two dazzling light balls were chasing each other, flying straight towards the Silver Kun!

Wang Le looked at the person coming from the sky, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes. He immediately recognized the blood-red escape light flying in front of him. It was the late-stage Nascent Soul Elder on the Yin Kun number of Huntian Sect.

The purple escape light following behind was ten of them, including Mengbayuan, the Xiaoyao Sect.

At this moment, I heard the disciples of Huntian Sect on the Yinkun account, shouting in panic, "Elder Tingxie is injured, please welcome the enemy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the other party screaming in great pain.

At this moment, the screams were like a signal, following the entire Yin Kun, from top to bottom, there were shouting and fighting everywhere.

Even on the third floor where Wang Le, the Killing Star, was located, there were many rooms and room with exclamations.

Sui Ruxue was shocked and couldn't help but scan his eyes to the left and right corridors, and figures kept flashing through his sight.

But these people all avoided Sui Ruxue's side in a tacit understanding.

This made Sui Ruxue look subconsciously at the person in front of him, who was standing in front of the railing and looking at the towering Wang Le in the distance.

In an instant, Sui Ruxue's panicked heart settled down again.

Because she knew that as long as the man in front of her was there, no one would dare to get close to the one-acre and three-point land where the three of them were!

Faced with such a chaotic situation, Wang Le ordered without looking back, "The national teacher takes Miss Ruxue back to the house first!"

The National Master Yunhu nodded without hesitation, then pulled Sui Ruxue away from the corridor and entered the room, closing the door!

When the master and apprentice entered the room, they saw Wang Le standing in the corridor disappear out of thin air.

Then, Wang Le appeared like a ghost, constantly appearing in the rooms along the railings.

Boom boom boom boom-

Ahhhhh—

Puchi Puchi Puchi Puchi-

………

The sound of heavy blows, the screams of despair before death, and the sound of blood gushing out, etc.

These were all echoed one after another as Wang Yue kept entering and leaving the room, and it was endless, as if playing a symphony of massacre.

The rooms that Wang Le entered were all guests who took the Silver Kun to the Middle Earth Continent.

"Thank you for helping you!"

"I thought I was dead in my body, but I didn't expect that Xiaoyou Wang could draw his sword to help him. I'm so grateful!"

"Brother Wang, I, Yuan, owe you a life!"

………

The monks rescued by Wang Le from the butcher knife chased out the door, looking at Wang Le who was still in and out of the room and was busy killing people, shouting loudly thankfully.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Le killed all the entire third floor, followed him to other floors, and continued to rescue the guests.

Because Wang Le didn't expect that in the end, only three guests were left on the Yinkun account, including him and Yunhu National Master and the disciple.
Chapter completed!