Chapter 160 (1/2)

The two figures like the God of war appeared in the main hall of Zhangjia. They looked fierce and stood there. One fire and one purple showed the terrible situation. At one glance, the five of Zhangjia widened their eyes.

”A grand introduction, my name is Zhang Jin, but I didn't grow up by outsiders. I'm here to tell you that all I Zhang Jin has relied on these days is myself!”

Looking at the chair that still rotates after loosening, Zhang Jin knows that several people in Zhangjia must have the same virtue as Zhang Ling and others before at this time.

”I'm really bullied by Zhang Jin. He also gave a Hongmen banquet and invited me to come here. He acted recklessly without determining the opponent's capital. Is that really good?”

Zhang Jin looked angrily at the domineering zhangjias and shouted angrily, ”don't you want to kill me? OK, I'm right here. I have the ability to come, come!”

The five of Zhang Jia looked at Dianwei and Xu Chu standing there. After all, whether from the size or momentum, the two blooming gestures made people desperate at a glance.

Is the body hard steel with these two guys who look like God of war?

To tell the truth, no one can imagine such a scene. Originally, I just thought that Zhang Jin relied entirely on the fourth level existence in his family to be so arrogant and domineering outside.

Even Zhang Jia didn't pay attention, but after really witnessing Zhang Jin's capital at this time, Zhang Xiaotian understood why so many people had witnessed Zhang Jin's means, but none of them came out.

Feelings don't come out, but there's no chance at all!

Because most of the people who have witnessed Zhang Jin's means are dead. Even if they don't die, they don't have a chance to say it.

Zhang Jin looked at the five so-called pillars of Zhang Jin indifferently, raised his right hand slowly, and only saw one after another thunder and fire symbols flying on the edge of Zhang Jin's sleeves.

”Zhang Jin, I admit you are very strong!”

Zhang Xiao looked at Zhang Jin standing there. Suddenly his face changed and said, ”but I'm not weak!”

Zhang Jin said indifferently, ”but it's none of my business!”

”Three younger sisters, send a signal, please Lao Zu!”

Zhang Xiaotian knew that Zhang Jin's decision in front of him was not so easy to deal with. If they really fought, the two figures like the God of war would be enough to kill them.

Not to mention Zhang Jin, who never did it himself, but the series of runes and seals like butterflies flying can be seen at a glance. The runes and seals depicted on them are not simple, and even the breath revealed can make people feel the terrible power contained therein.

The beautiful woman nodded cautiously, only took out a token arrow from her arms, and stretched out her hand to pull the fuse on it.

There was a soft crash. Before the beautiful woman's hand fell on the fuse, I saw an unknown flame suddenly blooming from the Lingjian. The explosion of a line suddenly came. The Lingjian that should have bloomed in the air was blown up in the beautiful woman's hand.

How could

The beautiful woman looked at the back of the blasted and blackened hand in amazement. When she looked at Zhang Jin, she was stunned to find that a young man with short hair stood quietly beside Zhang Jin. Strangely, there was a raging flame burning on his hair.

”Call reinforcements!”

Zhang Jin narrowed his eyes slightly and said, ”but do you think I will give you this opportunity?”

Damn it

The five people in Zhangjia don't know. The fleeting opportunity is gone. At this time, they can only fight hard.

”Go!”

With a low roar, the five people didn't hesitate and rushed towards Zhang Jin one after another.

Catch the thief and the king first. In their opinion, as long as they can control Zhang Jin, who is only about level 2, they have hope that they can live.

”Hum...”

With a dull hum, Dian Wei and Xu Chu took the lead in jumping in front of Zhang Jin, like two ferocious door gods, protecting Zhang Jin behind him, and the hammer halberd in his hand rolled forward fiercely.

Between the wind and the dance, the magma rolled a strange cold breath and rushed forward.