"Huh! A group of ants!"

Zhang Xing coldly hummed, showing a (body sh 爆发 n) shape, bursting into a sixty-seventh genius, and suddenly surrounded him, appearing in front of an elder.

"Longquan three styles, first style, breaking the sky!"

puff!

The elder didn't even have a chance to respond, and was hit with a punch. In the images of his visual remnants, Zhang Xing still stood stupidly, and their dozens of fighting spirits had hit him (body sh n).

As soon as he laughed at the corner of his mouth, the elder felt that the world was broken, and he didn't know how he died.

At the same time, the place where Zhang Xing originally stood burst out, and the whole basement shook violently.

The ghost of Zhang Xing (body sh n) shuttled through the crowd. Until the explosion of seven or eight people, Youda and other talents noticed that they dispersed and dodged in horror. , Back to back, vigilant.

In the blink of an eye, their number dropped sharply by one-third, but only a trick was issued, no matter from the speed or the strike range, Zhang Xinguan did not escape (tuo).

However, Zhang Xing never explained to anyone, and when he saw his fist, he knew what was the truth.

Truth is not what you think, but what you type!

In the eyes of Youda and others, Zhang Xing didn't see anyone, but only heard the wind.

When they attacked by wind and shadow, they did prove the truth of the wind and shadow (the nature of xing), the wind could not catch it, and the shadow was even more difficult to catch. Zhang Xing's speed was always so fast.

Until this time, they did not know that everyone despised Zhang Xing, always thinking that he was relying on the reputation made by the dragon, and now it seems only part of it.

The strength of Zhang Xingben (body sh 的 n) is also the same (strong qiang), so horrible, demon anger!

If this scene is to be seen by outsiders, I am afraid that none of the big brothers who do not frighten their chins, are beaten by a child, hug them in fright, and they are all like scared bow birds.

The sound of the wind in the secret room remained, and under the light of the magic stone, a black (color) shadow gradually appeared.

But it's also just a shadow, Zhang Xing doesn't show true (body sh n).

The shadows in the maggots kept flashing in their eyes, or as close as hair, or floating (((d 荡 ng) d ng) on ​​their heads, or just behind (body sh n) ...

"what……"

"Zhang Xing ... don't be here (kill sha), we ... surrender!"

Some people in the crowd could not bear this weird, terrifying (death) breath, shaking with begging for mercy.

puff!

Another shattered voice sounded, forming a circle, and one less in the back-to-back crowd.

You have a large face (color), you can't hide the frightened look (color) in your eyes, your fingers and knuckles are whitish, and you are about to get into your throat, but you can't lock the target.

This can kill him, and no one can always hold his heart full of gas. The enemy is not fighting, but he is tired.

Gritted and insisted, how can Zhang Xing be like this (qiangqiang)!

I regret it in my heart. I knew that Zhang Xing was such a stubborn man. He was such a strong man. He would not provoke him if he was killed. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

puff! puff! puff!

Another three exploded.

Witnessing the death of a companion (sho sh n) with my own eyes, I feel (sho sh n) suffer!

"Ah ... Zhang Xing, you come out with some kind of me, I want to die with you!"

Infinite horror haunts their minds. If they don't work hard, they will end up just like those who just died.

Rather than being blasted, it is better to explode, and pull the abominable Zhang Xing to die!

Just as his voice fell, hey! (Body sh n) body burst open.

There was silence in the back room.