Li Ximing personally led the team, and the soldiers patrolling the city long ago identified Zhang Xing.

"Master, it's the kid who turned around in front, it's him (kill sha) Master!"

Li Ximing's face (color) (yin yin) was cold and terrible. He nodded, and suddenly shot, slap the head of the soldiers who patrolled the city.

"Seeing that the young master was killed (sha sha), he didn't do anything to save him, **** it!"

As soon as the words fell, all the soldiers were cold all over their bodies, and they looked down, afraid to see this cruel scene.

At this point, the pedestrians on the street had already smelled a strong smell of gunpowder, and for a long time they hid.

Only Zhang Xing was left, facing Li Jiaqian arrogantly.

"Take it down!"

Li Ximing didn't talk nonsense, he waved.

Zhang Xing smiled coldly: "All (kill sha), not one!"

Fifty meters away, Li Ximing looked for a moment, turned around and looked around, but found no one.

He just wanted to taunt a few words, but after seeing the boy's body (sh 身 n), nine behemoths suddenly appeared, and a dark steel knight (body sh 漆 n).

It's a dragon, nine dragons!

Slightly!

Seeing this scene, Li Ximing's heart was beating, he realized that the boy had an extraordinary history.

The fighting power of the nine dragons and a knight seems to be much greater than their thousand.

However, this is the Imperial City, the world of their Li family.

Even if you have nine dragons, you have to worry about me!

I don't believe you dare to open (kill sha).

The thousand soldiers under his hand, just rushing to the place twenty meters in front of Zhang Xing in a gasp, stopped with a quack, scared not to advance half a step.

They stopped, and the Kowloon ride did not stop.

Only in an instant, Kowloon surrounded them, and the flame of Jiudao (hot r) spurted from their mouths.

Thousands of soldiers had not responded yet, and while he was hesitating to escape, they were engulfed by the flame of love.

They didn't even come and scream, they just showed a look of fear, opened their mouths, and they were completely evaporated.

Li Siming was completely stupid. He led a thousand people to avenge his revenge. Just after finding the enemy, he was the only one who was slaughtered (shaked) by the other party.

Looking at a blue (color) dragon flying over, Li Ximing was scared.

"Stop! Please listen to my explanation. I am the ninth son of Marshal Li Huang, my Majesty is my second uncle today!"

The blue dragon blue sword responded to him with only a breath of dragon breath.

"No! You can't (kill sha) me ..."

Li Ximing was in his early forties, but his cultivation was not very good, only the realm of intermediate war emperors.

He struggled twice in the flames and turned into steam.

Zhang Xing stepped forward and flew to Heibao's head.

One person, one ride, Kowloon, with everyone watching on the street, continued to fly towards the palace.

A few minutes later, someone (loud) appeared on the street.

"Oh my god, it's too scary. Who is this boy who gave Li Ximing (kill sha)!"

"This ... what's going on? What the **** happened?"

The crowd was inexplicable. The two gangs opened up as soon as they met. Why did they fight (sha)?

"The young man first (killed Sha) Li Ximing's favorite (Ai i) son, then Li Ximing brought people to take revenge, but he died in the young man's hands.

Someone who knows the situation begins to get excited.

You must know that the Li family has dominated the Damo country for hundreds of years, especially on the three-mu land of the imperial capital, and it is the master of everyone else.

Now seeing their unlucky family, many people are naturally excited.

"Go, look outside the palace. The teenager didn't know what hatred he had with the Li family.

Someone beckoned and beckoned, and the crowds took it for granted that they followed a swarm of bees toward the distant palace.