Ying Zheng couldn't help but laughed when he heard Zhang Xiaowen's question: "When you grow up, you won't ask such naive questions. I want to take Li Jing away now, do you want to stop it?"
There was a dignified breath in the air. Except for Yingzheng's calm air, everyone else felt out of breath. A pair of eyes looked at Zhang Xiaowen, and now the only one who could challenge Yingzheng was him!
Zhang Xiaowen swallowed, feeling uneasy in his heart, he suddenly felt that Yingzheng was like a mountain, and he couldn't cross it at all! Retreat faintly sprouted in my heart.
When the Turkish Revolution saw something bad, he immediately shouted to everyone: "Don't be afraid, he is playing a ghost. He is affecting our spirit. He wants our spirit to collapse. He won't fight without fighting!"
Ying Zheng turned his head and glanced at the Turkish Revolution, then sneered: "Are you sure it's not your own heart that is afraid? Fear is the nature of animals. How can rabbits not be afraid when they see tigers?"
Everyone was shocked, already afraid to look directly at Yingzheng. Ying Zheng smiled satisfied and looked at Zhang Xiaowen: "Why, are you still stopping me?"
Zhang Xiaowen could no longer withstand the fear in his heart and took a half step back.
"Aren't you afraid?" A voice sounded from the bottom of Zhang Xiaowen's heart.
"I'm not afraid! But he, but he is too strong, I am like an ant in front of him, what can I do?" Zhang Xiaowen questioned his inner voice.
"Have you forgotten what you promised me? Don't you plan to avenge me? Are you a perfidious villain?"
A series of questions made Zhang Xiaowen breathless, didn't he? Is he such a person? Do not! No, you can't let Yingzheng succeed! Not only for fulfilling their promises, but also for the people of the world! Yingzheng has been dormant for thousands of years, and his premeditated plan is definitely not as simple as immortality. Judging from the way he manages the cult, he is exactly the same as described in history! He is a bloodthirsty tyrant!
"Xu Fu?" Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Xiaowen's eyes, and suddenly felt like he had known each other. This look was exactly the same as Xu Fu's eyes thousands of years ago!
Zhang Xiaowen smiled evilly: "Yes, Ying Zheng! Strictly speaking, I'm still your master. Do you just talk to your master like this?"
Ying Zheng sneered: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! I pressed you under the blood locust tree, how can you turn over? Didn't so many ghosts on the blood locust tree eat you?"
Zhang Xiaowen laughed loudly: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you. It is the blood locust tree that provides me with the ability to look at the ghost, so that I can cultivate into a ghost, and have this opportunity for revenge!"
"You are too happy. First of all, Zhang Xiaowen is not my opponent at all. Second, you can't take the initiative with this body at all. What revenge can you take?"
"Yes, I really can't dominate, that's because Zhang Xiaowen's soul is a terrible existence. Don't think that he is not your opponent now, you will definitely die by his sword in the future!"
Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought to himself: No wonder that vixen value Zhang Xiaowen so much, this kid is really extraordinary. But what is so special about his soul? Why can't I see it by myself
Others were surprised when they heard the dialogue between "Zhang Xiaowen" and Ying Zheng: What happened to this Xiaowen? How did talking become so weird
Niu Yijun became unconsciously worried: Did Yingzheng use any witchcraft against Zhang Xiaowen
"Scared?" Zhang Xiaowen still wore a weird smile.
Ying Zheng smiled slightly: "Xu Fu, you have been with me for so long and still don’t understand? When have I been afraid? Since you also know that you are not my opponent now, why not let me take Li Jing away and wait for you to practice. It's not too late for Dacheng to seek revenge from me!" Ying Zheng said in his heart while calculating: Since he has promised the fox not to move Zhang Xiaowen, let him go for the time being. Now Li Jing is almost finished refining, so there must be no mistakes.
"You also know that I don't dominate this body, so how can I let you go?" Zhang Xiaowen said as his eyes became clear again, and his resoluteness returned to his face.
Ying Zheng sighed helplessly: "Since the little friend is so decisive, the old man doesn't mind teaching you a lesson!"
While speaking, Ying Zheng raised his arm, and a huge palm shot out and patted Zhang Xiaowen. Wherever the palm of the hand passes, the objects are in a state of disappearance, and it is extremely overbearing!
Sweat beaded from Zhang Xiaowen’s forehead, but he didn’t expect that the other party would be such a horror.
It seems that he can only use a full blow to try to withstand it.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaowen condensed his energy, and if his mind turned into a huge whirlpool, aura swarmed from all directions. Zhang Xiaowen gathered the gathered aura to his fingertips in one breath, and shouted: "Thunder-God-Slash!"
Zhang Xiaowen's fingertips drew a beautiful arc, and then a dazzling white light appeared from the arc, flying towards the huge palm.
In an instant, the arc collided with the palm of the hand, setting off a huge shock wave, directly shaking the people present and reading. Strangely, the house and the objects were intact, which just proved that some of the two players in the battle had reached an extraordinary level of control over the energy.
Zhang Xiaowen gasped heavily: The blow just consumed 80% of his mana, but it didn't make a ripple, but Ying Zheng seemed to be unreliable. Isn't his strength so much worse than him?
Ying Zheng smiled slightly: "You don't need to be brave, don't just end up in sorrow, you are a sensible person, don't I need to say what to do
Zhang Xiaowen gasped and straightened his waist again: "Because I understand, I can't let it go!"
"It's stubborn! It seems that I can only send you to the west!" Ying Zheng's face was angry, it seems that he has no patience.
While they were talking, the air between the two suddenly flashed a colorful brilliance, and then Hu Xiaomo appeared between the two out of thin air: "Your Majesty is merciful! This son has some friendship with me, I wonder if your Majesty can give the little girl a bit. Thin noodles?"
Ying Zheng was about to make a move, and when Hu Xiaomo appeared, he put his hands behind his back: "Niangniang's face is naturally to be given. As long as he is not hindered, why should I put him to death?"
Hu Xiaomo smiled slightly and turned to look at Zhang Xiaowen: "Are you crazy? Do you want to die? Don't think that you can compete with your majesty if you have increased your strength. Tell you that even the same realm is divided into different periods. Your majesty has reached half long ago. The strength of Saint Pinnacle, you are just getting started with Half Saint, what hinders your Majesty?"
Zhang Xiaowen didn't look at Hu Xiaomo. He looked at Ying Zheng firmly and said, "I'll take my life to bar him!"
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