C1720 Make a Deal with Zhang Xing
chapter 1720. Making a deal with Zhang Xing
Ten minutes later, they arrived at the foot of the mountain.
"Sect Leader Zhang, do as you wish!"
Huyan Zhuohai said coldly, then stood aside without saying anything.
"Boss, are these people tired of living? Look at their stinky faces.
They don't take us seriously at all.
How about I just spit out a mouthful of fire and kill them? "
Although Sacred One didn't look at them, their every move was clearly visible in his Divine Sense.
"No one is as stupid as that, they don't seem to believe our fake identities.
This is one of the reasons, and the second reason is that they have something to rely on, so they aren't afraid of our strength "
Saint One thought about it and nodded slightly.
"Boss is right. That's the feeling.
I was wondering why they would act so arrogantly."
Zhang Xing looked at the seemingly ordinary mountain peak.
He turned to look at Huyan Zhuohai.
"Huyan's house Master, aren't you going to introduce this place to me?"
"Hehe! There was no need to introduce it.
Sect Leader Zhang was not the Orc High Lord, but the new Southern King. He was very capable.
I'm sure you can tell what's so special about this place with just a glance."
Huyan Zhuohai said sarcastically.
Then, he patted the parietal region, as if he had thought of something else to say, and continued.
"Oh! Oh right, I heard that Sect Leader Zhang said that. That Senior Shen Long?
Isn't this a joke? How can you be Senior Shen Long? We don't believe it anyway."
" Right! We, the Huyan's house, will never believe it."
The dozen or so elders behind Huyan Zhuohai expressed their stance.
"Oh? Why don't you believe me?" Zhang Xing asked curiously.
"Sigh! Nowadays, there were all kinds of people. There was actually someone who was bold enough to impersonate Senior Shen Long.
This is a great disrespect to Senior Shen Long. He should be crippled of the cultivation level and sentenced to death! "
Huyan Zhuohai looked at Zhang Xing with a face full of disdain and said.
Sure enough, it confirmed Zhang Xing's guess.
But where did their confidence come from?0
One had to know that the highest cultivation level among them was only at the Peak Saint realm.
Not a single Demigod.
Could it be that they didn't know that Southern King died in my hands, Demon Lord was forced to self-destruct, and the Demon Lord was beaten up by Saint?
"Are you saying that I, Zhang Xing, am an imposter?"
Zhang Xing smiled faintly.
"Hmph! You already know whether it's a fake or not. There's no need for us to say anything more!"
Huyan Zhuohai coldly harrumphed.
"How dare you! You all are courting death!"
With a wave of the claw, Huyan Zhuohai and the others could no longer stand stably, and were immediately thrown to the side.
"Are we courting death? Even if you have the Sacred Dragon, you still don't have the strength to kill us!"
Yo! Quite tenacious!
Zhang Xing looked at Huyan Zhuohai, who had a head full of white hair and a face full of wrinkles. Both of his hands were tightly holding onto the square halberd that was taller than him, and he was holding on in the fierce wind.
He couldn't help but feel even more curious.
He waved his hand at Saint.
Saint One stopped the storm.
"Is that so? I think your Family's confidence comes from the secret that you are protecting.
Why don't you show it to me?"
" There's no problem in taking a look, but you have to promise me two conditions. "
Huyan Zhuohai's eyes began to sparkle with excitement.
"What conditions? As long as it is not too much, I can promise you."
Zhang Xing smiled.
"First, you have to keep this secret for us.
Second, you have to help me become Southern King!"
When Huyan Zhuohai finished speaking, the excitement in his eyes turned into strong greed.
"Is this your purpose for being arrogant?"
Zhang Xing was startled. He thought that it was some big deal.
It turned out that it was still the temptation of fame and fortune.
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