Chapter 903: Depressed Three Elders

"Eight Swords!"
The five elders Zuo Qiushan meditated in his heart.
"Bonebreaking eleven!"
Tuoba Shan whispered.
The crowd felt only three flashes of cold light, divided into upper, middle, and lower three paths to Zhang Xing.
Once the three elders entered the combat state, they all looked like they had become personal, and they all displayed a one-star warlord's strong momentum.
A knife slashed out and broke out into a ten-fold practice, a way of letting go of others and killing them.
"Elder Wu's slashing is a lot better than before, and Zhang Xing's coping is not so easy."
"The Elder Zuo's eight-blade sword is also an honorable martial art. It is the secret of our uncanny mountain. Only the elders can practice."
"Although Elder Tuoba is the sixth elder, his strength is already in the top three."
"Yes, Zhang Xing wants to win, I'm afraid it will pay a price."
Just as the thoughts of the people were in the blink of an eye, when the three fighting sword lights were about to be chopped on Zhang Xing (body sh n), Zhang Xing moved.
I saw a flash of three punches.
puff! puff! puff!
After three beeps, the three sword-like swordsmanships that were originally powerful were instantly broken.
Three elders spit out blood at the same time.
This was not hurt by Zhang Xinglong's qi, but by his own fighting spirit.
Wu Lingshan's slashing of the sword seemed to touch Zhang Xing's neck, but at this moment, Zhang Xing made a punch.
This fist was right and right, hitting the deadliest flaw in one shot from the fire.
If you ignore it, Zhang Xing's right hand will be defeated by Zhang Xing.
His right hand was abolished and he also played a ball. As a last resort, Wuling Mountain was struggling with internal injuries. At the last minute, he accepted the move in time and withdrew it.
But his fighting spirit returned, and he vomited blood to his uncle's wounds.
The other two elders encountered the same situation.
At this time, the situation they encountered was like a high-speed car, driving and suddenly found that there was a cliff in front of the road, and if they did not turn in time, they would die.
If you make a turn, you may survive even if you hit the roadbed next to you.
Zhang Xing has not used this fighting method for a long time. It is not that he does not want to use it, but that his level is not enough.
He is now a one-star warlord. Those so-called honorable martial arts are full of holes in his eyes.
Anyway, these three people are already chickens on the chopping board, and they can kill (sha) at any time, so they are not in a hurry.
The three elders are now angry and eager to attack, and the first move is a whim, and one (body sh n) has not been fully developed yet and was taken back. It is really angry.
However, the other elders and church owners were shocked.
They asked themselves that under the same attack, no one had the confidence to break the move easily, they could only dodge or let go, the price was serious injury.
Zhang Xing really is extraordinary.
Just now they were still laughing at Zhang Xing secretly, thinking that he was gone, and he was bold enough to pick one.
If it is a one-star warlord who challenges other forces, it may still win.
However, the elders of Wanyu Mountain have mastered martial arts skills, which are twice or even several times larger than the average one-star warrior (qiangqiang).
They thought Zhang Xing would be hurt if he was undefeated.
But I did not expect that Zhang Xing was not only undefeated, but also easily defeated the tricks, allowing the three elders to fight back and hurt the internal organs.
"Spell it! Let's go together!"
Wulingshan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, inhaled suddenly, and roared loudly.
The three attacked in a second round.
"Puff puff!"
This time, there was only the sound of knife air splitting the air, and there was no shadow of Zhang Xing's body.