As long as his old life is preserved, Qin Zongheng will have a glimmer of hope to avenge his shame today and find the place again!
If he can't think of it for a while, he plans to fight with Zhang Xiaofan here, and then he will sacrifice himself.
Well, only a fool can make a choice, not him!
However, at the same time, sun Wanshou, the old man with Chinese hair, who had been defeated by Qin Zongheng before, were all shocked by the scene in front of him.
For a long time, their mouths were open and closed, and they didn't even say a complete word for a long time.
At this moment, Qin Zongheng, who is proud of all the heroes and dominates all the places——
Today, he was forced by a young man who was several rounds younger than himself. He was like a lost dog. He ran away in a panic.
It has to be said that this is in sharp contrast to the previous majestic image of Qin Zongheng.
This makes people really feel that this is really very ironic, very ridiculous, how sad, lamentable
"Qin Zongheng, do you want to go now?"
Zhang Xiaofan's voice came from a hundred miles away, which made Qin Zongheng's mind tremble and his hair stand up!
"The West Lake is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with pavilions and pavilions. It's a good place to bury your bones."
Zhang Xiaofan's voice is indifferent, indifferent and full of love.
"When you get to hell, you must remember that the name of Wu Dao is" Wu Tian "!"
At this moment, where does Qin Zongheng dare to stay for a moment? How can you talk to Zhang Xiaofan? What will he say at this time!
He smeared oil on the soles of his feet, thinking of running away as soon as possible, and his body shape was also beyond thousands of feet!
However, in the hearts of all the people at the scene, they subconsciously thought that Qin Zongheng was about to slip away at this time, and successfully escaped.
But see, Zhang Xiaofan this time not slow, step forward a step.
"Boom --!"
We can see that the lake with a radius of hundreds of Zhang Xiaofan was shocked into the air, and countless water columns rose to the sky.
"Since you asked me to fight to the death on the West Lake, the water of the West Lake today is your way to the yellow spring!"
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes are bright, and his left hand moves forward. Countless water columns are converging towards Zhang Xiaofan's left hand like Wanchuan returning to the sea.
He first drew a horizontal sword Qi in front of himself, and then his index finger drew down.
In the end, it was in the mid air directly condensed into a hundred pieces of huge half moon sword Qi, awe the mind, spectacular beyond words!
"Myriad forests, natural moat cross rush --!"
After gently uttering the last word, Zhang Xiaofan pushed his left hand forward slowly. The huge sword Qi condensed by the cross shaped water curtain was ahead of the others.
Qin Zongheng didn't even have the time to react recently, and the huge cross shaped sword Qi had been running through Qin Zongheng's back heart.
A generation of peerless venerable, finally the whole body was directly dismembered from the mid air, turned into a shower of scarlet blood, pouring down.
But the huge cross shaped sword Qi didn't stop for a moment. It just kept on galloping forward