Chapter 1219: Si Nantian ask

Ga!
Everyone in the Feng family stayed.
The other sects were stunned.
Everyone at Moyushan is still in the middle of it.
The audience was silent!
The style of painting is wrong!
Wind Promise jumps up and down, dances and dances, the martial arts has been exerted to the fullest.
Everyone also wanted to drink tea, hold seeds, and watch a battle.
But who knows that the battle has just ended.
The people present, except those of the Eight-Star Sovereign Realm, did not see which one was Feng Wouzhen.
But did not want to be kicked by Zhang Xing.
In other words ... Feng Wuji is simply a joke in Zhang Xing's eyes.
After a while, the Feng family camp flew out of the two and lifted the wind back to the end.
Examining it again, it turned out that he was just in a coma and was not life-threatening.
The faces (colors) of the people all eased slightly.
When the wind woke up, he looked blank.
"How many times have I told you, don't drag and drop when you shoot, you just don't listen."
"Now know how deadly your flaws are."
The ancestor of the Feng family was cold.
"What the ancestors learned is that Wuji keeps in mind that he must change in the future!"
The wind is extremely ashamed.
At this point, he had recovered his consciousness, knowing that he had been fainted by Zhang Xing.
At that time, I was about to succeed. Suddenly I felt a stomachache, but then I passed out unconsciously.
Not Zhang Xing or who?
"Si Nantian asks Zhang to worship!"
While Feng Wuji regretted his intentions, a voice spread throughout the audience.
"It is the third (strongest) son of Trancheng."
The wind prodigal glanced.
Several of his generation were unwilling to provoke him.
Feng undefeated can only be ranked sixth.
Si Nantian can be ranked fourth.
Don't look at this guy who is 92 years old, his temper is still hot.
Fighting with people is really terrible!
In a life-to-death battle, others can fight with him.
But for now, just try it out, while the order ends.
More or less make others a little daunting.
But regardless of what he did, Si Nantian would rather abandon one arm and leg, but also smash you to the ground.
Not long ago, a contest was held every ten years in the southern continent.
Si Nantian took a shot at the other side, and his body was shivered.
But his offensive was unabated. He approached the opponent in this way and took off the opponent's head.
After winning, he did not pull out the iron gun and walked back to the camp like this, with a cruel smile on his face.
It shows how much he is fierce towards himself.
If Zhang Xing fought against him, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy.
Zhang Xing slightly raised his hand, signaled that Si Nantian could start.
Now that he is also a person (body sh 身 n), naturally he has to be a senior man.
But such a move made Si Nantian very awkward.
This action is obviously my common use, as long as the eight-star boss does not shoot, no matter where they go, let others shoot first.
"What do you guys pretend to be with me!"
He snorted in his heart, and didn't talk nonsense with Zhang Xing, and started (body sh n) martial arts skills to attack the past.
"Eight moves!"
The heart moves at will, with nothingness.
Si Nan used the best combat skills from the sky.
Although the name is eight, it is ever-changing and endless.
In other words, his martial arts have no fixed moves, and all move at will according to the situation on the battlefield.
Xu Huang grabbed Zhang Xing's throat and waited for Zhang Xing's change, and he changed his moves accordingly.
But Zhang Xing ignored him and looked at this scratch coldly.