Chapter 885 (1/2)

Zhang Ziling slowly walked to the front of Chenhua not far away, looking at Chenhua indifferent.

Around the dust family strong people, forehead cold sweat, do not know what to do now.

Zhang Ziling's strength is really strong and terrible, and the weird means make everyone shiver.

Yuan Yingqi can't even hold his own weapon, and can be taken away by Zhang Ziling. The strong man at the peak of Yuanying is even killed by Zhang Ziling with a sword

It's horrible!

Chen Hua looks at Zhang Ziling, and a drop of cold sweat the size of beans falls from his forehead.

A moment later, Chenhua seemed to have made some difficult decision, raised his trembling right hand, and a faint spiritual power was winding around his palm.

The flying sword, which was thrown by Zhang Ziling not far away, began to vibrate, and then flew directly into the hands of Chenhua.

The monks on the scene have not yet come out of the fact that the Miao Renhu was killed by Zhang Ziling, and Chen Hua's action has attracted many people's attention.

”Chen Hua wants to do something?” A monk looked at the dust of the sword, and a little doubt flashed in his eyes.

Chenhua is just the peak of the golden elixir. How to fight Zhang Ziling?

Once again, the venue fell into silence. Everyone, including the strong members of the dust family, looked at Chen Hua.

If Chen Hua hands to Zhang Ziling, the strong people of the Chen family will surely rush forward.

At present, the great elder of the Chen family is in power, and Chen Hua is the successor designated by the elder. His attitude will determine the attitude of the Chen family.

Zhang Ziling calmly looked at Chenhua, his eyes flashing red light, did not speak.

Chenhua trembled with his right hand, and the flying sword trembled slightly.

He can feel the pressure of the sight around him.

”Hoo...”

Chen Hua took a deep breath, and then he looked at Zhang Ziling, his eyes became deep.

The strong men of the dust family clenched their fists and were ready to attack Zhang Ziling at any time.

Chen Hua held up the flying sword, her eyes closed slightly.

Behind Chen Hua, a little panic flashed in Chen Yu's eyes, and subconsciously retreated.

Now let him and Zhang Ziling as the enemy, Chenyu simply can't do it!

He was scared out of his wits.

The monks held their breath in the center of the meeting, and they could foresee what kind of violent collision would happen next.

This is the home of the dust family. The strength is more than eight yuan infantile period. There must be more powerful power in the dark.

But Once the Chen family starts, Zhang Ziling is likely to kill at all costs. The Chen family will definitely be severely damaged, and the younger generation will wither. It is likely that there will be a strength gap in the future.

This is undoubtedly a very serious matter for a large family.

Zhang Ziling looked at the dust China holding the sword. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he stepped forward to Chenhua.

The strong men of the Chen family mobilized their own forces to lock in Zhang Ziling. As soon as Chen Hua made a move, they would attack Zhang Ziling with a thunderbolt.

Even if he wanted to capture Zhang Ziling, he had to pay a huge price, and there was no room for easing up.

Step by step, Zhang Ziling walked to the Chenhua, and the sound of his footsteps sounded regularly in the quiet meeting hall, which seemed to fit the heartbeat of every monk.

At this time, Chenhua suddenly opened her eyes, and a trace of fierce color flashed through her eyes. She held the sword handle in her hands and knelt down on one knee!

Pooh!