Chapter 1915

"the white tiger roaring sky skill of the elder martial brother is really admirable

"Good! He can cultivate to the fifth level in such a short time. He is better than us. "

"If Zhang Xing doesn't have a better skill than xiaotiangong, I'm afraid he will be defeated!"

"How could he have it? Xiao Tian Gong was taught by the Lord, and it was still a divine level skill."

"Zhang Xing is a little impatient. If he has another 50 or 60 years, he may be qualified to challenge the elder martial brother."

“……”

The other zhenzhuan disciples, who were not challenged, talked in a relaxed voice.

Vice patriarch Mo Xi showed a pair of appreciative eyes and nodded slightly at Yin Donglou.

Heibao sat beside him and didn't go to see Bidou. He looked at the sky and the ground.

In any case, it's just a look of suffering all over.

"Heibao, who do you think will win?"

Messi was also sick with Heibao's ADHD.

No matter how the duel between Zhang Xing and Yin Donglou is, neither of them will die.

He's worried, so nothing good.

Find a topic to talk to Heibao, save him pain.

"Of course it's my boss!"

Heibao didn't even think about it, so he came.

As for the address of Zhang Xing, he didn't care much.

The white tiger clan all know that Zhang Xing is their eldest brother. In addition to some formal occasions, he still likes to call him boss at other times.

Mercy was a little awkward, even funny.

You are a vice patriarch called his disciple boss. People who don't know think Zhang Xing is the leader.

But Heibao was willing to call, and he couldn't care.

"Oh? Are you so confident in Zhang Xing? "

Asked mercy, with an air of curiosity.

"Wrong! It's not that I have confidence in the boss, but the boss is so strong and invincible in the divine realm! "

Someone was chatting with Heibao. He stopped moving. He turned around and began to chat complacently.

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Heibao couldn't stop when he opened his mouth, whether he liked to hear or not.

"Laomo..."

Hearing Hei Bao's familiar and affectionate address, Messi's face is black, you are fierce, thick skinned, admire!

They are chatting with each other in a lively manner, and the same is true of fighting in the arena.

Huxiao! Tiger jump! Tiger! Tiger claw!

Zhang Xing takes four steps back in these four powerful attacks.

Yin Donglou smiles triumphantly.

This is just the beginning, I see when you can retreat!

Zhang Xing is not without the strength to fight back.

But I want to see how powerful the so-called white tiger roaring sky skill is.

Looking at the arrogant look on the face of the ten true disciples when they talk about xiaotiangong, Zhang Xing is a little curious.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Xing shook his head and sighed.

"Gongfa is a good skill, but it's a pity Ah

"What a pity? You don't always hide. If you're a man, you can compete with me

Yin Donglou's forehead was covered with sweat.

He was quite calm, but after five minutes he was a bit edgy.

Zhang Xing didn't even move half a finger, and he didn't hit Zhang Xing with half a finger.

No matter how much effort is used, or speed up to the extreme, Zhang Xing is like the wind.

You don't move. The wind doesn't move.

You can feel the wind moving when you move.

If it is said that the hanging eyes of xiaotiangong's white tiger roars, then Zhang Xing is the wind.

The wind is everywhere and everywhere!

If you are strong, he will be strong!

"It's a pity that you are a big straw bag!"

Zhang Xing shakes his head and dodges a tiger claw!

"You..."

Yin Donglou didn't know how to refute it. His face was as red as pig liver.