Chapter 697: I am Zhang Xing, immortal

On February 3, 3882 of the Holy Dragon Continent, Zhang Xing returned. In one sentence, the Dragon Army was dissolved, and the base was changed into a maritime trading market. The Star Alliance (Lianlian) Alliance was shocked.
Of course, at night, the first new force in the Bauhinia City, the Yufeng family was leveled.
The spokespersons of the six major families of the Star Alliance (Lianlian) died in their sleep.
In the forces of other second-level countries, the main leaders died on their knees.
"Since you are only afraid of Zhang Xing who is alive, then I (kill sha) to fear whenever I mention my name."
"Zhang Xing ... never die!"
On this night, no matter if you are in the second or third class towns of the Star Alliance, or whether you are in the Ice Flame Country, Hong Xiong Country, as long as you have issued an attack order against the Bauhinia City, no one can escape death.
The dragon haunts and reaps the vitality of countless people like the king of the night, so that they cannot see the sun of tomorrow and will be swallowed by darkness forever!
Zhang Xing cut off the claws of all the forces reaching the Bauhinia City, but the mastermind behind him has not been sanctioned.
None of these people can be spared.
"Fetuo!"
Zhang Xing's eyes traveled through time and space, looking coldly at Wanwu City.
At midnight at this time, the Mogan family in Wanwu City was brightly lit, and there was a cheerful atmosphere.
The family banquet hall was full, but an ordinary long wooden table and four worn-out benches were placed in the corner near the door.
There is a wooden sign on the table representing the guests, which reads, Jadot Pratt.
That's right, this broken table is for the first super family of Wanwu City.
In this regard, the surrounding guests seemed to turn a blind eye, and no one paid attention to this free table.
Their eyes and attention were all focused directly in front of the hall. On the master seat, the white-haired old man with three knives and short hair was carrying a double knife.
Fei Tuo and Fei on the left and right sides of the old man were holding wine glasses, respectfully toasting at him.
"Brother, my fourth brother and I respect you! The older brother still has a lot to do, the brothers are young and sensible, I hope you don't mind."
"Also respect the two elders, thank you for your long journey, and help the first two brothers."
It was Fei Tuo who spoke.
And this white-haired old man is their elder brother, Philo.
The two gray-clad elders next to him were Fellow's same doormen. They were also carrying double knives, with sharp eyes and strong breath, and they were obviously also powerful.
When Filo heard that his second brother was killed by a hairy boy (sha), he said nothing, and picked up the two knives and returned.
The brothers fought even harder for the homeownership, and the same blood was flowing in their bones.
But it must not be bullied by outsiders.
Coupled with this, decades of hatred between the brothers have faded.
In addition, Ferro has another layer of meaning.
At first he was forced to leave his home and leave afar, and no one sympathized with him.
However, he hadn't seen it for decades. Instead, he first broke through the puppet of the emperor's realm and reached several other brothers.
Philo took a proud sip of wine.
When the family is in trouble, don't expect me to be the elder brother. Look at your success, pee in front of outsiders, and have patience with your family.
"You don't need to mention the past, it's the Zhang Xing you said. It's a pity to die."
"He should have died in my hands, and he couldn't avenge himself for the second brother. It's a great regret!"
Fellow said, rubbing his goatee's beard and rubbing his chin.
"Even if the man named Zhang Xing wasn't killed, he won't be able to live long. How can the Foz Empire be provoked? Even if we are in Damo, we will not dare to fight with them easily.
An old man in gray clothes said.