Urban God-level Selection System

"Mr. Zhang, long time no see."

Chen Zhen said goodbye to Zhang Wanlin. He also found that Zhang Wanlin's momentum was very different from before, but he always felt that Zhang Wanlin was much worse than his own worship.

So Chen Zhen's respect for Zhang Wanlin is not very much, it is more polite, and Huang Ming is a lot more direct: "Zhang Wanlin, you inform us to rescue Wei Lao, but why did Chu Zhen stop us?"

"You are Zhang Wanlin?

Master Chu Zhen's mouth? "

Lin Fengfeng looked at Zhang Wanlin with a disdainful face, "You don't even say that, you don't even have a bit of martial arts luck on your body, wouldn't you just be an ordinary swordsman?"

Bai Jingfeng groaned angrily: "If it's really just ordinary people, wouldn't we wait for Bai?

Chu Zhen, if you can't give us a reasonable explanation, even if you are the king of the underground city, I will pack it up. "

"Oh?

Clean up Chu Zhen? "

Zhang Wanlin's expression sighed, "If you want to clean up him, you must first clean up me. If you can't clean up, then shut up."

"you!"

Bai Fengfeng pointed to Zhang Wanlin's anxiety and then hummed uncomfortably. "Tooth is sharp and sharp. I want to see how you can save Wei Lao."

Zhang Wanlin was too lazy to care about these two arrogant offerings, and stepped directly up the stairs of the villa, then looked at the door of the house, and shouted to the people inside: "Dongyang Dog, Zhang Wanlin, whom you especially want to see, is here, and he has not gone out to greet him. ?"

"hiss!"

Arrogant! At this time, Huang Ming et al.'s impression of Zhang Wanlin was only arrogant. The Dongyang people inside of them initially estimated that they were at least third-rate martial artists, and their strength should not be underestimated.

As a result, Lin shouted at the end of the night. Is this not going to let the Wei family live?

Is this an explicit murder?

Li Shuying was also frowned upon by Zhang Wanlin's words, which was not like Zhang Wanlin's last time when he dealt with the fierce gangsters.

"Zhang Wanlin, you speak a little politely, don't really let them tear the ticket."

After all, Li Shuying shouted out of fear.

Zhang Wanlin did not respond to this. He saw that there was no movement, so he continued to shout: "Why?

Do you dare to be a dog?

Seeing you Grandpa Zhang is coming, is it too scared to urinate pants inside? "

"You guys have the ability to bully my friend Wei Lao, why can't you open the door?

Are you really all guts? "

Zhang Wanlin sneered with a sneer and said, "How much apprentice can I be your master, Miyamoto Hanzo, can teach! It turned out that there were some pus-filled straw bales, which really made me laugh."

"I took away the demon sword of your brother and sister Kudo Hanzo and gave it to Wei Lao. That was purely to encourage you to work hard. Not only do you not be grateful, but you also came to bully Wei Lao, do you want to make a face?"

"If you want to face, just open the door and let's fight well."

Zhang Wanlin said so much, but there was still no movement in it. After the eyes rolled, he said again: "If you don't come out, then you are really a group of eunuchs!"

"Eunuch, do you know what it is?

Just didn't..." "Shut up!" "

At this moment, an extremely angry voice came from the house, and then the door of the villa suddenly burst open, followed by an assault of countless afterimages, and took Zhang Wanlin's neck straight! "Virtual killing!"

The afterimage came to light, and countless Taisha afterimages sealed Zhang Wanlin's retreat all around him, and actually came crazy to cut Zhang Wanlin.

"Interesting..." Zhang Wanlin felt the other party's fierce sword, and his feet suddenly exerted force. The whole person rose in the sky, and then flew directly to the sky.

"It's like coming to the palm!"

Chu Zhen shouted with excitement, "Mr. Zhang's hands are like a palm of his hand, the other party is dead!"

Zhang Wanlin suddenly soared, and after the afterimage disappeared the opponent that could attack, all disappeared completely, and then the gate was quiet again.

Then Zhang Wanlin slowly landed on the ground. He didn't activate his Xiaorulai Shenzhang, but he used some of the strength of Xiaorulai Shenzhang to fly into the air to crack the other's residual image.

"This is the palm of the god?"

After Bai Xingfeng and Lin Zongfeng glanced at each other, they burst into laughter, and clapped their hands and applauded, "It's really eye-opening to be like a god."

"Zhang Wanlin, like you, also worthy of being a master?"

Lin Fengfeng smiled and walked to Zhang Wanlin's side, "I think you can make Chu Zhen so convinced that it depends on your mouth and your worms?"

"I don't think you should be a master, let's call it a **** stick. I think the **** stick is more reliable for you."

Lin Fengfeng finished speaking, shouting into the dark villa, "Master, come out for a fight."

"Who do you think you are?

Also deserve to be shot by Miyamoto Miji?

You’re not even as good as Zhang Wanlin, so hurry up and go home to drink milk. "

In the dark villa, the voice of the Toyo chief came again.

Huang Ming changed his face when he heard the person's self-reported name: "Are you Miyamoto?

The third son of Miyamoto Hanzo?

how come! How can Miyamoto Hanzo let you come to China? "

"My father heard that his demon sword was taken and let me take it back. Why, do you have an opinion?

What do you count as a common waste? "

Miyamoto continued to pretend in the dark.

At this moment, Wei Yan's voice suddenly reached everyone's ears: "Zhang Xiaoyou, don't care about our life and death."

"My Wei family has been destroyed. Even if I survive, it is just a family that will be exhausted. Please come forward for the old man and kill these robbers."

As soon as Wei Yan's words fell, there was a muffled kick in kicking things, and then it was quiet.

Zhang Wanlin frowned slightly, and then said, "The third division of Miyamoto, you've got it when you want to come to the sword, and you have been humiliated by the Wei family. If you really wipe them out, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for you to leave China."

"Huh, more than three thousand pieces of waste. If you are in a hurry, Laozi will open the demon knife, and the demon knife will be opened. The blood will kill thousands of miles. By then, your entire ancient city will have to be buried!"

In the dark, Miyamoto Sanji is still very tough.

Zhang Wanlin was about to move, but Li Shuying ran over and grabbed him at this time, Li Shuying said in a deep voice: "Zhang Wanlin, Kaifeng Kaifeng, blood killing thousands of miles is not a joke, it is real."

"how do you know?"

Zhang Wanlin was stunned. At this moment of secret, none of the people present felt anything. Why did Li Shuying listen so seriously?

"My grandfather told me when I was little."

Li Shuying's voice was a little trembling, "My grandfather experienced the horror of Kaifeng, the **** killing of thousands of miles."

"Now the demon sword is not easy to be sealed. If it is really unsealed, I am afraid that with the skill in it, it can really make the ancient city blood flow into a river..." Li Shuying was anxious, why did she ask for help for so long , Hasn't my brother sent someone?