Zhang Xing came to the square outside (殿 di n) and stood quietly.

Dongfang Zhengyang and others are close behind.

"The heroes and heroes of Damo are here to testify. Today, I am in the east of Zhengyang to seek justice for the royal family Li."

"We sent three people to fight Zhang Xing in a deadly battle, only relying on self-cultivation, not using other external forces such as dragons."

"If anyone fouls, you lose."

"Well, I'll stop there, Zhang Meng, let's start the death battle."

Dongfang Zhengyang's words shocked everyone else (Dian di n).

"This ... how can the people of the fifth-class empire (insert cha) handle our fourth-class empire?"

"Who knows, maybe there is an unspeakable purpose."

"I think it's the dogs' nosy business with mice."

"I think so, I'm afraid to deliberately suppress Zhang."

"Probably……"

Listening to the crowd, Dongfang Zhengyang smiled disdainfully.

Then he turned around (sh 身 n) and held a fist, respectfully facing an old man who looked like a fifty or sixty-year-old man: "Please, senior left!

The old man was called Zuo Shan, and was sent from the headquarters of the killing group.

The other (killing sha) hand from here is called Zuo Gang. The two are close brothers. They are in the same state.

The status of the (kill sha) band is not low.

This time I was ordered to come to kill (sha) Zhang Xing in one fell swoop.

Zhang Xing's name has changed the color of the entire group (sha). If you do not kill (sha) as soon as possible, I am afraid that you will not be able to stop him from growing up.

Therefore, the (killing sha) senior team sent two five-star war fighters at once.

In their original plan, they stabbed (sha) in secret.

However, Zhengyang Oriental made different suggestions from the side.

(Kill sha) As soon as the senior team of the hand group considered, the previous secret stabs (kill sha) failed. This time, it may be feasible to carry out the challenge.

The actual age of Zuo Shan is two hundred years old, and he is still relatively young in His Holiness.

He nodded slightly and walked out slowly.

After a brief observation, he felt that Zhang Xing was nothing great.

Like the ants in his eyes, he could pinch to death with his hands raised.

Zuo Shan had his hands on his back and came to the first six meters of Zhang Xing (body sh n). His jaw was slightly tilted, and he looked like a superior.

"Boy, you decide, I'll leave you a dead body."

The icy words were like sounds coming from hell. Everyone around the crowd heard them, and felt a chill on their backs, and shivered (qing) involuntarily.

Dongfang Zhaoyang, one hundred meters away from Zhang Xing (body sh n), also changed his face (color), and hurriedly operated his fighting spirit to resist the cold.

At the same time, he became heavier.

Things don't seem to be as optimistic as he was before.

The old man with the surname Zuo is truly horrible. He is repaired to at least four-star warlord, no, it is likely to be five-star warlord.

With the power of a sentence, he has to fight against this Samsung Warlord, which is by no means the ordinary four-star Warlord.

You know, four-star to six-star warlords already belong to the rank of intermediate lords.

There is no such thing as a junior lord.

Dongfang Zhaoyang has not yet reached that level, so it is not too clear how strong the four-star and five-star warlords are.

Even though Zhang Xing can leapfrog challenges, there are limits.

Judging from his easy cut (sha) of 18 Samsung Zun (sha) players, Zhang Xing's current strength should be at the peak of the four stars.

If you compete against the five-star warrior, there is almost no chance of winning.

At this moment, Zhang Xing's mouth angled up and taunted, "Old man, do you always kill someone with your mouth?"

"Huh! A cricket ant is a cricket ant, who can only quiver for a while. Believe me or not, I can press you to death."

Zuo Shan looked at Zhang Xing proudly.