Chapter 79 True Name

Without looking at the people behind him at all, Wang Ji waved his sword, and Haoran broke out with righteousness. He grabbed the invincible heads of the two people and fell directly to the ground.

Sikong Invincible suddenly fell to the ground. Wang Ji held it and explored it with his spirit. He found that Sikong Invincible was relieved when he had nothing to do.

"Huh! Sure enough, it's a traitor..." The ninth prince said, no longer to pay attention to the reason why the blood fog would disperse, but to the two: "Everyone pays attention to me. These two are traitors. They sacrificed the blood horn and have some power of heresy."

There are more than 60 people left. The nine prince's blood horns flashed, but he did not launch an attack, which seemed to be extremely afraid of Wang Ji. The man just now has caused them to lose a lot of people. At this time, looking at Wang Ji, he seems to be more powerful than the one just now.

Wang Ji's eyes looked at a group of nine princes, and then looked at Sikong invincible who was in a coma, and couldn't help sighing.

"It seems that... either you are dead or you are dead."

The cold wind sword made a faint whisper, and Wang Ji found that the cold wind sword has become more and more spiritual recently. He believes that as long as it is forged again, the cold wind sword will inevitably become a divine soldier.

Looking at the weapon in Wang Ji's hand, the ninth prince showed his hot and greedy eyes. He could see that this weapon was absolutely extraordinary, and even his heart was not beating smoothly.

"Kill me! This man is very powerful. Pay attention to the power of releasing blood horns.

As the ninth prince said, the blood horn fluctuation on his head became stronger and stronger. Even Wang Ji felt that everyone's sense of threat to him was not as good as the pair of blood horns of the Nine Princes.

"Yes!"

Everyone answered. They saw Wang Ji killing two companions simply before. Naturally, they did not dare to be careless and used their maximum speed and moves to think about Wang Ji.

"Humph!"

Wang Ji didn't understand what they said at all, but he was not ready to understand at all.

"If hundreds of people before you attacked me and launched the blood horns on your heads, maybe I would be worried. But at this time, you only have dozens of people left..."

Wang Ji smiled coldly, and Haoran's righteousness was released. In an in an air, Haoran's power actually spread a white world in the whole bloody world.

The ninth prince was shocked that this white power made him feel an unprecedented threat.

Boom...

At the moment when he was stunned, Wang Ji directly cut off the head of the person who rushed to the front, and the white Haoran righteousness was released. In an instant, several people around him were not ready, and fell to the ground one after another, making bursts of screams.

The people behind suddenly stopped, looking at Wang Ji and the people who were still talking and laughing with them just now. At this time, they had fallen to the ground, but there was no sound for a few seconds.

"Ancient Confucian scholar, he doesn't hold an inch of iron in his hand, but he has a vast sword in his heart."

Wang Ji suddenly had a little understanding. The power of Haoran righteousness is not so powerful, but it has a great effect on this kind of person who does not take the right path and specializes in walking the evil path. It's not their bodies, but their hearts.

Seeing that these people were stunned, Wang Ji snorted coldly, and the sword without any mercy burst out and directly entered the crowd.

"Release me, release the power of blood horns."

Seeing that Wang Ji had such strength, the ninth prince was also a little anxious and handed it over loudly to the people in front of him. At the same time, his blood horn is also facing Wang Ji and is ready to be released at any time.

Boom...

As soon as the ninth prince's voice fell, a whole red light shot at Wang Ji.

"Huh! Is it useful? Space movement..."

Wang Ji smiled disdainfully, and suddenly dodged away and continued to enter the crowd.

The people who released the blood light were obviously depressed at this time, and there was no morale at the same time. Such a dense attack was hit at once. They didn't know how powerful Wang Ji's power was.

The ninth prince was also shocked and knew that he couldn't wait any longer. Otherwise, when Wang Ji killed all those people, I'm afraid it would be his turn.

"Huh! Can you dodge them or attack me?

The blood horns on the ninth prince's head suddenly burst out, and at the same time, a big knife appeared in his hand, ready to attack at any time.

When Wang Ji killed these people, he would naturally not forget the ninth prince. In his opinion, the threat given to him by these people was not as good as that of the ninth prince alone.

"It's just that the threat you gave me..."

Wang Ji smiled. As long as he was not in a narrow space, he was not afraid of these attacks.

"Space movement..."

A crack appeared, and Wang Ji instantly appeared in another position. But to Wang Ji's surprise, the red light actually turned around him.

"Huh! Your companion was killed by my move. Can you dodge it? The ninth prince's cold eyes followed Wang Ji's figure. The cold light of the knife in his hand flashed, and a blood flash rushed to Wang Ji, who was running.

"Attack me!"

While Wang Ji was hiding, the ninth prince shouted, and suddenly a overwhelming attack went to Wang Ji.

"Space movement..."

There was nothing he could do. Wang Ji had to move the space again and dodged all the attacks, but the red light still chased him no matter where he was.

Seeing this strange red light, Wang Ji's eyes also became abnormal, and at the same time, he was also unhappy for a while. How could he be forced to run around like this?

"One more note." The ninth prince gritted his teeth, and another faster red light went to Wang Ji.

"Huh! Do you have to be an inch more? I don't care what this thing is!" Wang Ji waved his cold sword, and the white light broke out and rushed to the ninth prince.

"As long as I kill you, no matter what it is, it will naturally disappear."

Wang Ji did not use the cold wind sword to catch it. He felt that as long as he dared to stop, the thing would completely ignore anything and chase it.

The ninth prince watched Wang Ji rush towards it, and the big knife in his hand thought that he would split it. At the same time, a group of people among the ninth princes attacked Wang Ji.

"Since you are looking for death, you don't blame me."

Wang Ji was furious and was about to be caught up. A space moved and dodged directly. At the same time, he stood in place, on the cold wind sword in his hand, and the white light flashed dazzling light.

"I didn't expect that this sword would come out at this time. It's really a cow knife to kill chickens."

Wang Ji snorted coldly. After understanding this sword, he had not really used it. Because he knew that after using it, he wanted to completely restore the integrity of his whole body, and I'm afraid it would not be so fast.

"The first sword is righteous, and the second sword is magnificent. This third sword, I understand from the Analects of Confucius, is the way for Confucius to govern the world.

On the cold wind sword, the white light increased rapidly, which almost set off a white storm and directly extinguished the red light emitted by the Nine Princes.

"Zi Lu asked Confucius: 'When you go to the political country, what are you going to do first?'"

In Wang Ji's eyes, there was no fluctuation, calm like a lake, as if everything in the world was under control.

"Confucius replied, 'It must be a good name!'"

The white storm continued to expand, and bursts of voices came from the depths of the blood pool, which made people creepy, but Wang Ji didn't hear it at all.

"What is the correct name?"

"King, minister, father, son..."

Wang Ji felt that the great righteousness of his production time was rapidly being consumed, but he didn't care at all.

"In my opinion, the world is the same. If you want to be formal and orderly, the first thing to do is to correct the name..." At this moment, Wang Ji burst out a brazen and inviolable momentum, directly fixed the nine prince's group of people in place and could not move at all.

"It's not good!"

In a tribe of Yuanyuan Star, a middle-aged man took out an uncertain stone.

"My Jiu'er is in danger. Who on earth dares to touch my Jiu'er? Doesn't it exist when I'm the king? According to my order, the king's army sent thousands of people to go on an expedition with the snake to save my son.

"Ye"

Under the account of King Jiao, an extremely strange-looking man said, showing a crazy look.

At this moment, the dragon king wants to set out by himself. But as the king of Jiao, he could not easily leave the tribe at all. What's more, in his opinion, the ninth prince was too far away from the tribe at this time, and even if he had rushed there, it was too late. If you want to kill the enemy, it is enough to send thousands of people.

"Jiu'er, you have to go well..."

Jiao Wang shook his head. He had many sons. Although this Jiu'er is still talented, he doesn't care much. What he cares about is that as the king of dragons, this move is to provoke him.

"Now, I give you the name, evil syco-sick."

As soon as Wang Ji's voice fell, the tyrannical atmosphere of the nine princes was even worse, and the red blood horns turned black. The ninth prince broke away at this moment and roared loudly at the sky.

"I am the next generation of dragonfly king. How can I be controlled by you?"

"Alas..."

Wang Ji sighed like the prelude to death. The ninth prince saw that the people around him disappeared one after another.

No... It's turned into ashes.

"What kind of move are you doing? How can it be? Even my father's blood horns are not so terrible..."

The ninth prince, who was still roaring at the last moment, was deeply trapped in the siege of death at this moment. He felt that a breath of terror was coming towards him and surrounded him in an instant.

"If you are an evil sycoc, you should die..."

As soon as Wang Ji's words fell, the ninth prince's pupils gradually faded and turned into ashes in an instant.

"My son..."

The king roared loudly in the tribe, and the stone in his hand had become dim.

"My father will definitely sacrifice the enemy's body with blood to worship you, so you can rest assured... The rest of the people will listen and remember the lesson of the ninth prince. Below the ninth prince, one higher..."

"Father, don't let me set out with the Snake King."

Suddenly, under the account of the king, a young man said.

"In that case, San'er, you can hold this crystal in your hand and look for the enemy..." Jiao Wang said lightly.