"Die!"

Zhang Lingfeng looked at Zhao Wuji's attack and kept approaching. His eyes narrowed slightly and burst with cold in his eyes.

Zhao Wuji, the only person who dares to take the lead in fighting against him is the fourth person in Chongxu territory. It's just too long for him.

"Thor 18 palms!"

Mobilize the power of Qi and blood in his body, Zhang Lingfeng's fierce palm power left a harsh sound in the void and shot it out one after another.

The Thor's 18 palms were blown out this time. His strength had no reservation at all, and pushed his strength to the extreme.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Lingfeng clapped six palms in a row.

The power of each palm will be superimposed.

It was photographed, but what the elder of the Zhao family didn't expect was that Zhao Wushuang died before he took the position of house master for long.

Not long after the former owner died, the current owner died again.

This makes all the elders of the Zhao family here can't accept this fact.

At the same time, their hearts also raised endless resentment and anger against Zhang Lingfeng.

It was this damn smelly boy who killed their owner.

"Damn little bastard, you dare to kill my Zhao family. My Zhao family will never die with you."

"Smelly boy, I will cut off your hand today."

"If we don't cut them into pieces, how can we vent our hatred."

“……”

After a short period of surprise, surprise and disbelief, Yigan elder Zhao family reacted, and his whole body was full of extremely strong killing intention. He stared at Zhang Lingfeng with resentment and roared.

"Want to kill me? You are not qualified for such goods! "

Zhang Lingfeng stood in place. Although he was slightly panting, his expression was still calm to the extreme.

The calm voice contains the meaning of peerless frivolity.

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