Xing Wangyu's attack has now completely slowed down.

In this battle, he killed at least 70,000 to 80,000 people and injured 200,000 to 300,000, but there were too many people around him, and Xia Tian's fatal sneak attack on him, and the way these people here are trying their best.

puff!

A huge attack instantly cut off Xingwangyu's arm.

As thin as a cow's hair, he got out of it.

"Kill, he has reached his limit. If you kill him, we will become famous." The people around him said with great excitement.

Although they did not fight to kill Xing Wang Yu alone.

But as long as they leave wounds on Xing Wangyu's body.

They are enough to brag for a lifetime.

puff!

Puff! Puff!

that's all.

One after another, attacked Xing Wangyu.

Xing Wangyu was still resisting continuously at the beginning.

But behind.

He has no ability to resist.

sorrow.

The top master of a generation, Wang Yu, died in the hands of these ordinary casual cultivators, and even among the people who killed him, there was no one with the power of the law that exceeded 80,000 points.

"Kill it." Xia Tian sensed that Xing Wangyu's breath disappeared inside, and he understood that Xing Wangyu must have been killed.
Chapter completed!