Chapter 803

"stop yelling. The man who killed your grandson is right in front of you. What are you looking at everywhere?"

Shua!

Sheng Long turns his head.

"Is it you?"

He looked at Zhang Xing with an unbelievable look.

The young man always stood in the same place, never saw him move a little finger.

How could it be him?

No! No, there must be someone else.

How can a murderer who is able to show no trace before their eyes be a teenager?

Sun Tzu's body did not fall, but his head just rolled down to his feet, which was controlled by someone.

With the precise control of this hand, lairen is definitely a master at the level of senior warlord.

Sheng Long stares at Zhang Xing for a moment, but he still can't believe it.

He looked again at the warrior for help.

But the samurai grinned bitterly and shook his head: "I didn't find it was him, and there was nothing unusual about him."

"Well, don't be so suspicious. I killed people. If you want revenge, just come. If you don't want revenge, go away."

Zhang Xing really doesn't want to spend time with them here.

It's only two minutes from Zhang Xing entering the arena to using the wind blade to cut off Sheng Kaituo's head.

At this time, the fighting personnel of Dongfang family and Sheng family have stopped. They gather on both sides, waiting for the next order.

Shanda little died, for them, but a big event.

Looking at the patriarch's sad, confused and angry face, all the Sheng family's eyes are red. As long as the patriarch orders, they will rush up to kill Zhang Xing.

"Good! Good! Good! You have a seed. Since you admit to killing my grandson, I'm not polite

"I'll take him and all the people from Dongfang's family to me and bury them with my grandson!"

Sheng Long narrowed his eyes, a flash of cold light in his eyes, pointed to Zhang Xing and others, and said fiercely.

More than 500 people of the Sheng family were like runaway horses, whining and waving swords and killed them.

The people of Dongfang family just wanted to move, but Zhang Xing stopped them.

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"No!"

Dongfang Chengye immediately cheered.

"Little brother, don't take risks. There are too many of them. Let's go."

"Ying'er, you lead this little brother to go immediately, call on your brother, go as far as you can, and never come back."

"Today, our Dongfang family will fight against their Sheng family."

"Ying'er, don't go quickly. What are you doing

Dongfang Chengye said as he spoke. He took a steel knife in his hand. But seeing his granddaughter staring at the front, he seemed to have never heard of him.

Look at all the younger generation, as well as all the most sincere subordinates, are the same expression as granddaughter.

He felt as if there was something wrong with him. He turned around and looked at it, and he was stunned.

More than 500 elite thugs of the Sheng family lay on the ground.

There were about 50 people left, all shivering and retreating.

One step forward, the boy took three steps back.

At this time, he has retreated behind Sheng long and samurai.

The two of them also showed their weapons and retreated slowly.

"I said, if you don't want to die, go away. Now it seems that you want to die, then I will help you."

Zhang Xing stopped walking and said calmly.

While Zhang Xing spoke, the samurai thought it was a good time to shoot.

The young man's fighting power is terrible. The instant magic is so fast that he can't even see him clearly.

But magicians are not warriors after all, and melee is not their strong point.

The young man was so arrogant that he dared to walk three meters in front of me.

He's dead!

The warrior's broadsword fell in an instant, and the target Zhang Xing's head center.

Emperor level martial arts, one sword two sections!

Ding!

There was a scene that surprised everyone.

The fierce, thunderous cut was gently clamped between two fingers.