Chapter 1008 (2/2)

”Who are you?”

Yan Tong was frightened and stepped back three meters. He asked in a cold voice.

The young man's quick knife might not be the same as the Lord of the temple.

His ideas, like those of Feng Zhong, cast doubt on the origin of Zhang Xing.

”Why, you don't know me? Didn't you just cry and howl to kill me to avenge your boss? ”

Zhang Xing said faintly, and did not look up, fiddling with the knife in his hand. Wanshulou e back?

In his random guess, Zhang Xing gave the answer.

”Oh, they brought me in, and I want to thank them.”

Zhang Xing points to Feng Zhong and two people smile.

The bell and the rain were stunned. Before entering the secret passage, they had explored several times around thousands of meters.

It's sure that no one's following me in. I didn't expect to be found.

”You are Zhang Xing. I heard that the master of Mo hall died in your hands. As expected, you are an expert in art. I admire you

Rain Li's posturing, skin smile flesh not smile way.

”Why, do you want to avenge Mo Liuxia?”

Zhang Xing said directly.

”Of course, we are old friends with Lord Mo, and his enemies are our enemies.”

Yu Li just heard of Zhang Xing's fame, but he didn't care.

He believes that there is exaggeration in the rumors. Those who died in his hands are probably cheated by his appearance.