Super Dragon Cultivation System - Chapter 747

Zhang Xing regarded these bandits as nothing and continued to walk forward like a walk.

The four gangs around were also moving slowly, without giving up.

Just when Zhang Xing was about to reach the end of the town.

Huh!

Finally a group could not help but stand in front.

Tsing Yi bandits.

The first person (body sh n) was two meters tall, unkempt, with a scar on his face, running from his left eye across the bridge of his nose to his right chin.

The whole person exudes the (killing sha) spirit of high-level martial arts, which is extremely frightening.

"Boy, hand over everything (body sh n), and I will spare you one."

"I'm the host of the Tsing Yi Gang ..."

"(Kill sha)!"

Scarface Han was interrupted by Zhang Xing's faint voice before he finished speaking.

Amidst the scar-faced big man, a dark shadow flashed quickly, and then returned to its original position.

After two seconds.

The man with a big face (sh 脸 n) split in half and fell to the side of the road.

hiss!

The scene was silent!

No one can see who the shadow is and how it was shot, but they all know that the shadow is the dark-faced man next to the boy (body sh n).

If Heibao just pulled the hammer and hit the sky just now, just to make the people around him jealous, then now the second (kill sha) Tsing Yi boss makes them feel scared.

but……

They are all (kill) people who do not blink. Since the boss of Tsing Yi has taken the initiative, then the other three gangs have no reason not to muddy the water (mo).

"(Kill sha)!"

After a brief silence, no one yelled.

I saw all the four color (color) clothes on the street.

The gang was about 500 people, and the streets of the town were full of about 2,000 people.

They each took out the sword, halberd, axe, hook and fork, and shouted (kill sha) in their mouths.

Not only that, but hundreds of dilapidated wooden houses behind these people (body sh ， n), a lot of manpower poured out.

The weapons in these people's hands are strange, everything.

In addition to brooms, rakes, and wooden sticks, there are still people holding tattered soles ...

Zhang Xing is a bit stunned. This is the legendary, wicked bandit? It looks like a peasant uprising army, which is the type led by Chen Sheng and Wu Guang.

Zhang Xing shook his head. They must be poor when they were poor, but they did not see the evil. They saw that they were really hungry from their skinny bodies!

"Clean it up!"

Zhang Xing waved his hand, calmly.

At his command, (body sh n) shouted ten shadows.

The ten dragons, including Kampar, go out to sea like oh dragon, oh no, they are true dragons.

It ’s the real dragon that swept the ants!

I saw those villains who rushed to the front and flew into the sky without knowing what happened.

Shilong was playing like a joke. They were slowly moving forward. As long as they rushed over, they were kicked into the sky with one punch.

In a hurry, all the human bodies were flying over the town.

Some people got up from the ground and took a look. Hey, he was not dead, he was not injured seriously, and he had the ability to fight, so he rushed forward.

But before they ran two steps away, they were knocked to the ground by others falling from the sky.

They also noticed that they were trying to dodge in their heads, but they were slowing for the first half.

Thirty seconds later, more than two thousand people were lying on the ground mourning, most of them were broken arms and legs, and none of them died.

But the effect is far more horrifying than killing them.

As for the group of people holding the soles, they were standing stupidly halfway, afraid to move half a step.

It's too scary. What is the origin of these dozens of young people and how can they have such a high combat effectiveness.

Warrior Xiu reached a certain level, not to hit the enemy with one punch, but to die without killing you, and also left you no power to fight back.

Huh!

A broom fell to the ground, followed by thousands of various agricultural tools, including many soles.

"Run!"

In an exclamation, those people drilled back to their broken houses in an instant, and never dared (out) again.