"Zhang Xing! I fight with you!"
"Some kind of don't use magic!"
"..."
Zhang Xing ignored Feng Rou, who was roaring like thunder, still casting magic magically.
And his play really stunned everyone in Moyushan.
They haven't seen the magic before, but it's the first time they have played so slippery.
Also, he casts thieves fast.
"Do you say Zhang Xing uses magic or vindictiveness?"
A disciple asked the brother next to him in doubt.
"It can't be vindictive. Have you ever seen such a gorgeous vindictive?"
"Have you ever seen a person with all five physiques of gold, wood, water, fire and soil?"
The brother said dullly.
"That's a magic wren, but why haven't I seen him spell it?"
The younger brother asked.
"This ... I'm wondering!"
Brother could not answer.
The other side of the magic color clothing and others felt that the faces (qingqing) on their faces had solidified.
Ru Feng rubbed his cheek hard.
"Elder, I am afraid that Zhang Xing's magical realm is not low!"
"What is not low? Demon martial arts are all five-star realm."
"Cough! Cough!"
The magic color felt the throat (dry gan), and (dry gan) coughed a few times.
"It's all instant magic, Feng is undefeated!"
Ru Feng shook his head.
On the one hand, the face of the Feng family ancestor (color) was ugly, and he spit out the words: "Shame!"
The magic color is helpless, as the elder, what can she say.
I thought Feng was undefeated and was promoted to be able to magnify the magic jade mountain, giving Zhang Xing a lesson.
But before he came and was surprised, Zhang Xing was shocked.
Hey!
It can only be said that fortune is bad, and at the wrong time and place, I met someone who should not be met.
"Stop! Zhang Xing, you won!"
The magic color clothing knew that Zhang Xing could not be beaten.
Otherwise, Feng Undefeated, even if he cannot be killed, is going to be mad.
Feng's ancestor God (color) was dim, his eyes were lowered, and he did not comment.
At the same time, he was also grateful for the words of the elder.
The elder gave up and conceded, taking over most of the responsibilities.
In this way, the Feng family will not be on the cusp of the wind in the mountain gate, and will be laughed at and attacked by other people in the mountain gate.
Zhang Xing took up the magic, glanced across the audience, and said lightly, "Who else?"
Ga!
The audience was silent immediately.
Feng is undefeated, who dares to challenge?
Do we still have more than a generation of disciples?
They are almost two hundred years old, and they are the next successors to Shanmen.
The elder is also embarrassed to send them to the disciples who have just entered the Eight Star Warlords.
Things seem to be over here, and Zhang Xing plans to leave.
but……
"Slow! Zhang Xing, there is a request in this palace, I hope you can consider it!"
The magic color clothing finally opened his teeth.
"Oh? Tell me, elder?"
Zhang Xing asked in confusion.
"Zhang Xing, please forgive me for being awkward and unable to see you as a wizard."
"Just now ... in words and attitude ..."
"The elder is polite, just say anything."
Zhang Xing's apology for interrupting the magic color clothes also left her a little thin.
"I wonder if you are interested in staying in this faction?"
Seeing nothing changed on Zhang Xing's face, the magic color clothes continued to talk.
"The faction has a little strength in the southern part of the mainland, and things can be said in large and small matters."
"If you don't hate it, I want to hire you to worship the elders of this faction!"
As soon as the voice of the magic color clothing fell, it caused an uproar in the audience.
Even Ru Feng and Feng's parents are no exception.
They are all looking at Mocai with a strange look.
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