Chapter 546 Conquest

Wang Wujian's mind moved, and a black gas gushed out of the top door, shooting at the fighter like lightning cutting through the void.

They are not unfamiliar with this shadow. They are the son of darkness who is extremely fast and cruel.

But this time, unlike in the past, the Son of Darkness blatantly launched a fierce attack on the fighter with its lightning speed.

In the face of the divine power of the sky mirror, resistance is useless, but it is another matter for the son of darkness alone, especially since he did not launch an attack from the dark.

The fighter frowned, shouted fiercely, and had the courage to fly over. The war spirit of protecting the body seemed to be extremely dense like an airbag. It looked a little bloated, but it was certain that his defense ability was very strong.

The dark son, who has evolved to the strongest form, can kill a God of War-level strongman alone, but the warrior's strength has obviously broken through to the holy realm of war, which Wang Wujian knows in his heart.

Soon, although the Son of Darkness maintained a strong momentum, he had fallen behind. If he continued to fight, he would inevitably be defeated.

The solemn color on the fighter's face was gradually replaced by a smooth pleasure, and his guard against Wang Wujian had long been eliminated. He wholeheartedly wanted to conquer this strange killer and frustrate the prestige of Wang Wujian!

However, when they were fighting, an invisible attack wave shot at the fighter. The speed was so fast that even if he sensed it in advance, he might not be able to avoid it.

The fighter exploded and died before he could even make a scream. He died cleanly without leaving a trace.

The son of the dark stood still with his teeth and claws, waiting for the next chosen target.

"Despicable..."

Seeing that Wang Wujian actually used a trick, this short word sounded in the hearts of countless people.

Wang Wujian sneered in his heart: "Compared with how you try to kill me, this little trick really can't be put on the stage!"

"Who else is not convinced?"

Wang Wujian said with a plain smile.

Everyone's face is full of anger, and he is completely self-centered compulsion.

Huo Xiong's face is even worse. Wang Wujian's attitude, even if he wants to surrender, he can't tear his face off. He even doubts whether Wang Wujian's original intention is to tease these people?

"Would you like to submit to me!"

Wang Wujian shouted coldly at several backbones of the Hansui Sect. At the same time, the full moon machete, which symbolizes the head of the Hansui Sect, has appeared in his hand, and the bright light pierces his eyes and is extremely sacred.

"This boy bullies people so much that he doesn't treat me as a person at all. Can't we beat him with so many warriors? Anyway, I will be tortured to death by him one by one. Let's go together and fight with him!"

In the cold marrow sect, a irrational warrior shouted ferociously. As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out first.

However, the warrior around him only had the consciousness of rushing out but did not take action in the end. After the warrior rushed out, the son of darkness, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately met him.

It was not until this time that the fighter noticed that the impassioned short speech just now did not mobilize a person. At present, only he came out to fight alone.

"Ah...ah...I'll fight with you..."

The fighter stirred out a wave of powerful energy to force the dark son back, and then rushed to Wang Wujian desperately.

Wang Wujian sneered and stared at him coldly like a god of death. Although the man's momentum was very strong, he did not dodge or even make any precautions, but stood quietly.

The reprimanding mirror once again released a wave of powerful attacks, shooting on the warrior like a pile of explosives.

With a muffled sound, a round of blood fog bloomed like fireworks, and the warrior disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A shocking scene was once staged, which increased the fear of the sky mirror in the hearts of all the fighters. Now, who dares to have the idea of fighting? It's good to save your life!

"Who else is not convinced?"

Wang Wujian asked again, and his eyes were still focused on the warriors of the Hanshu sect.

"We, we are convinced, convinced, whoever has the full moon machete is the suzerain of my cold marrow sect. We are convinced, we are willing to follow the Sect to the death... Holy King..."

An older fighter replied hesitantly.

As soon as this statement came out, all the fighters present were shocked. Unexpectedly, in the case of being outnumbered, some people actually took the initiative to admit defeat, and the fighters who participated in the peripheral siege were even more chilled and fell one after another.

"Very good! What else?"

Wang Wujian turned his eyes to the warriors of the Fantasy Fog Sect.

"I, we are willing to submit. The owner of the heavenly mirror is the king of the former holy continent. We are willing to follow the holy king and never betray!"

A warrior said in a slightly trembling voice.

At the same time, the warriors of the Fantasy Fog Sect were as weak as white roosters, but they were secretly happy and happy that they didn't have to fight against Wang Wujian.

"Hmm, that's good!"

Wang Wujian sneered a few times and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, he turned his eyes to the silent and pale fire hero.

Facing this person, he feels a little difficult at this moment. After all, his women have become his own women. If Huo Jie agrees, Huo Xiong will be his father-in-law. How can there be no reason for his son-in-law to be his father-in-law?

"The Flame Sect is willing to submit to the Holy King!"

Just as Wang Wujian didn't know how to get each other off the stage, a crisp female voice came from the distance.

The blue clothes are fluttering, the hair is like a belt, the face is cold, the beauty is perfect, and it is pure.

Wang Wujian smiled. It seems that it doesn't have to be so difficult this time, because as soon as she arrives, any embarrassment will be halved.

"Xiao Jie, why are you here?"

Huo Xiong asked curiously.

Huo Jie didn't say anything, but flew out and said to Wang Wujian, "The Flame Lord is willing to submit to you, but I have a condition!"

"Okay, say it!"

Wang Wujian smiled.

"If the people of the Flame Sect are willing to stay, you can't force it."

"Ha ha, of course, and even if someone wants to follow me, I won't agree!"

Wang Wujian smiled.

"Everyone I said!"

Huo Jie emphasized it again, and the cold expression changed slightly, and the corners of his eyebrows were slightly raised.

"Hehe, okay, according to you!"

Wang Wujian laughed and said, it seemed that she still couldn't let go of what happened last time.

"Well, I hope you can keep your promise!"

After Huo Jie finished speaking, she stared at him strangely for a moment, and then turned around and left. Instead of returning to Huo Xiong's camp, she directly returned to the Flame Sect.

"Fire Master, does the words of love count?"

Wang Wujian took over and laughed.

Huo Xiong frowned and glanced at the warriors around him. The general trend has gone. Resistance and non-resistance are the same ending. He sighed secretly in his heart and said, "Well, the person with the sky mirror is the only king of the former holy continent, and the Flame Sect is willing to follow the king."