Chapter 1595 (1/2)

for a while, the rhythm of the match was disturbed by the voice.

Tai'a sword sect immediately became the focus of attention in everyone's eyes!

The temple of Xie Chang, the patriarch of Shenxiang sect, suddenly jumped.

He gave a loud shout: ”silence! The match continues! ”

However, the disciples of tai'a sword sect didn't even look at him.

Still shaking their arms and shouting.

Ten seconds later, Zeng Chi raised his hand and pressed down, and the voice stopped.

The TAIA sword sect obviously did not give him the face of the Lord of the god elephant clan.

Xie Chang's face was gloomy to the extreme.

Turn to look at face-to-face easy standing Zhang Xing.

”Headmaster Zhang, do you want to disturb the order of the game on purpose?”

Zhang Xing glanced at him.

One face disdain way: ”if you want to fight, you can fight, don't talk about those useless.

Can't you see that we haven't killed a man yet.

It's not because I'm afraid of you, but because I feel that it's not easy for you to practice. It's a pity to die.

At the same time, considering that there are demons and Demons around Terrans, we can't kill each other.

It is also necessary to unite with the outside world and jointly fight against foreigners. ”

Zhang Xing really thinks so. It's too easy to kill them.

The competition rules do not say that you can't kill people, but you should try to avoid heavy hand.

What's more, the fight between the sects is normal. If you can't make it, you can't kill it.

He can also see that people from other sects have no desire to kill.

Otherwise he would have ordered a killing.

”Hum! Don't sing high-profile with me. Our people have never killed any of you... ”

Xie Changleng hums a, did not finish to be interrupted by Zhang Xing.

”Wrong! You've been beaten all the time, and you don't have the chance and the ability to kill people! ”

Xie Chang: ”what's more...”

He feels that his head today seems to be unable to keep up with Zhang Xing's thinking. If he fights with him, he will surely choke to death.

The elders around him stare at him, waiting for him to take the lead or give orders. 8090 Chinese