Chapter 1221

endless pain comes from every cell in Sinan's body.

Several teeth in the mouth that have not been broken are also bitten by their own life.

He's completely transformed.

The original height of only 1.7 meters became 1.9 meters.

The fat figure became a flagpole.

One foot is long, the other is short.

The mouth is slanting, the eyes are crooked, and there are always some walnuts.

Because of the pain, the hair was also pulled down one by one.

This scene made the audience gape, trembling and cold.

This scene quickly let the audience did not respond.

By the time the Lord of Tran and the elders tried to stop it, it was too late.

However, the city Lord of Si Ji gave a big drink: "Si Nan Tian admits defeat, Zhang Gong Feng, you win!"

As soon as the voice falls, Zhang Xing raises his foot to Si Nan Tian's buttocks and kicks in the past.

Whoosh!

Everyone's mouth a draw, stare at Si Nan Tian who flies to another direction.

The boy has a strong sense of revenge. Don't offend him.

Si Ji City Lord and others face a black, gas almost spit blood.

Nima! I said I gave up and you kicked.

It's good for you to kick back. You can't see the figure.

Clearly, I want to make Sinan Tian suffer a little more.

Two people flew out of the family and ran to the other end of the mountain to find someone.

Zhang Xing took out a white handkerchief and wiped the sweat and dust on his forehead.

Then he wiped his hands again and said faintly, "next one!"

The sound reached everyone's ears.

For a moment, everything was quiet and the needle could be heard. No one dared to respond!

Zhang Xing's own combat power is beyond doubt.

That is the existence of three generations of disciples.

It is unwise to do it knowing that it is impossible to do it!

Therefore, people can only choose silence.

"Bang!"

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The city master of Si Ji slapped the table, bit his teeth, and glared at the ground road.

The old man, who was sitting in the first position on his right hand behind him, shivered in his heart.

He is Si Hao, the first of the second generation of disciples and the future successor of the city Lord.

He didn't want to fight Zhang Xing.

On the one hand, he could not see through Zhang Xing and was not sure of winning.

On the other hand, he can't afford to lose.

If he is defeated, he will lose points in the contest for the city Lord.

They will even lose their competitive qualification because of this defeat.

But the city Lord spoke, and he had to go.

He stood up bravely, bowed to the city Lord, and walked slowly towards the field.

Magic color clothes and others are not flustered, even some proud.

Win two games in a row, double face.

They all want to laugh, but in order not to increase the value of hate, or to resist.

Finally, the Si family couldn't help but send the second generation of disciples.

Although it is seven star battle Zun, it is not enough to defeat Zhang Xing.

At this time, people who went out to look for Sinan Tian came back.

They are carrying Si Nan Tian, who is in great pain, with sweat on his head.

"Lord, we also..."

Si Ji raised his hand to stop them.

Squat down to start a careful examination of Si Nan Tian, who is convulsed all over.

They knew it and used it.

As long as you find the source of the hit, you can easily resolve it.

Soon, he saw a dozen fingerprints left by Zhang Xing.

"Hum! If it's me, it won't leave a trace. "

He raised his hand and threw out more than a dozen fights and hit the fingerprints exactly.

"Well, take him down and have a rest. It'll be all right."

Finish saying, just want to get up, but see Si Nan Tian whole body quiver more fierce.

And, from the mouth began to spray a lot of blood.

This What's the matter?

In the heart of a hurry, quickly to Si Nantian input morale, in order to suppress the outbreak of the injury.