Super Dragon Cultivation System

"The suzerain used his ancestral skills, ancient giant elephant skills!"

"Look at it carefully, the suzerain easily refuses to show this mastery."

"I think the lord's giant elephant is more powerful than those supernatural powers."

"Yeah, even if Zhang Xing uses that finger and palm, I don't think I can shake the master's hair."

"That's useless, of course, the lord is the strongest!"

"Look, Zhang Xing will kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!"

"..."

The disciples of Idol Sect were full of excitement, and the spitting stars splattered, touting their Sovereign.

Xie Changting is also very useful in his ears.

However, his giant elephant skills have not been trained to the top.

If he has reached the top level, in the phantom behind him (body sh n), the ancient long-haired giant elephant will put on a (set of t o) silver (color) armor.

At the same time, defense and attack power will increase hundreds of times.

But with his current state of celestial heights, coupled with giant elephant power, his strength is already comparable to semi-holy.

Presumably packing up a ten-year-old Zhang Xing is still a big deal.

Xie Chang started his exercises and smirked at Zhang Xing.

The shadow of the giant elephant behind him (body sh n) flew over him first.

"Look! The lord is attacking, so fierce offensive!"

"It's unstoppable!"

"Look, that Zhang Xing is still in a daze!"

"What, that was scared and silly. I'm afraid he's never seen such a tall and ancient beast!"

"..."

tall?

But Baizhang is not tall enough.

Zhang Xing scorned his mouth.

He slowly raised his left fist, and the sleeve of his right arm was still empty ((荡 d ng) d ng) ((荡 d ng) d ng), floating in the wind.

"My current posture should be described as a one-armed fist."

Zhang Xing smiled at himself.

"Well? Do you see Zhang Xing raising his hand to surrender?"

An idol disciple did not know whether his head was kicked by a donkey or a long needle eye, and this sentence suddenly came up.

But some people can follow his words.

"I said just now that Zhang Xing will definitely surrender. You see, I was hit!"

"Unfortunately, he has one arm. If he raises his arms, he will be called surrender!"

"Eh! You said, was he cut off his arm and escaped to the Tai'a sword school?"

"Well! It's very likely, it must be, he was chased out like a mourning dog outside.

But here he shook (body sh 身 n) changed and became the head of the bureau, and he became a blessing everywhere. "

"..."

Just as they stared at Zhang Xing, the cloudless sky suddenly became dark.

The entire sky was obscured by something.

The shadow of the giant elephant attacked also slowed down.

Xie Chang's (body sh n) shadow is also so slow as a snail.

And the face (color) of the people who were fighting was suddenly changed.

"not good!

The thing in the sky is falling fast.

The goal looks like the whole field.

You must leave quickly, otherwise the people here will die out! "

The ancestor of Sike Xiang who just wanted to fight with Jinbao immediately shouted in horror.

After hearing what he said, all the denominations, including the elders who were fighting, immediately stopped and wanted to leave.

But at this moment, Campbell spoke faintly.

"Rest assured that my boss's punch will not hurt the innocent. As long as Xie Chang kneels for mercy, his fist will not really fall.

"What? Your boss?"

"Oh! His boss is Zhang Xing!"

"Oh! The thing that covers the sky (ri) is a fist?"

"Elder Jin said it was a fist, it must be it!"

Just as they talked uneasily, a strong wind fell from the sky.

The ancient giant elephant phantom that was attacking Zhang Xing in the sky immediately disappeared as the smoke was blown away.

God! It took just one fist to crack the giant elephant!

When the crowd was neutral, a cry of astonishment was heard.