Chapter 915 (1/2)

as soon as Zhang Xing's eyes brightened, all the three herbs were good things, so I took them.

”Ha ha! I'm not welcome

He bent down to get a 4-inch-long transparent herb, like a frozen branch.

But at this moment, at the moment when he bent down to reach out, wanchongshan made a move.

At the same time, there is a sadness in the eyes of the no eyebrow ancestor in the holy sword.

He didn't stop wanchongshan, and he didn't want to.

Although he has been dead for thousands of years, he has experienced everything from a humble person to a respected swordsman.

I also know that human heart is the most difficult to understand.

This time it stopped wanchongshan. What about next time?

He did not expect that the seemingly loyal and steady younger generation was so narrow-minded.

He also knew that he could not kill Zhang Xing with his ability.

No eyebrow is just watching quietly, can't move a cent.

Pooh!

The holy sword penetrates Zhang Xing's body, and the sword body penetrates completely, leaving only the hilt.

Wanchongshan and jiangyishan are happy in their hearts and got it!

Easy to handle!

More than a dozen other elders were shocked to see this scene.

What's the matter? Why did the elder assassinate Zhang Xing?

Their ideas are the same as those of Jiang Yishan. It's better to have more than one thing. Everyone has nothing to do with it. It's good to maintain stable development.

The great elder has always advocated keeping peace with Zhang Xing. Some elders with different opinions also talk to each other.

We should start from the overall situation, and don't take radical revenge on Zhang Xing for being killed several people and losing the face of Shanmen.

But when he got the sword, the elder looked like a changed man.

He made a decisive move, which was beyond everyone's expectation.

At the same time, they also had to admire the elder. With this ruthless mentality, they firmly occupied the position of the elder. They were ashamed of themselves.

Whoa!

They relaxed at the same time. It seemed that Zhang Xing's death was tantamount to removing a huge mountain from their hearts. They felt extremely relaxed.

But at this point, their eyes shrunk. Pythagorean stack room