Zhang Xing held Uncle Li's wrist with his right hand, and the middle and index fingers of his left hand clamped onto the blade.
The green shirt elder thought that he would definitely be able to cut off Zhang Xing's right wrist, but he was thinking too much.
His body froze for a moment, and his eyes revealed some surprise. Although this young man was young, he was still a hidden expert.
Although it was a surprise attack, he had made a sound in advance, so it could not be considered a sneak attack.
Even the other six-star cultivators had no choice but to give up on Uncle Li and dodge this blade.
"Let go of me!"
The green shirt elder roared and twisted the short blade in his hand. At the same time, he struck out with his left palm.
With a boom, the battle energy surged, and the smoke and dust under their feet rolled in all directions!
The two of them retreated three meters away.
Neither side was injured, and they were evenly matched.
Zhang Xing let go of the blade, but his right hand was still holding Uncle Li's wrist.
A six-star war elder was the limit of what he could currently challenge.
Therefore, Zhang Xing planned to use Mo Li.
He liked to see Mo Li or the nine dragons crush the enemy.
At this moment, the green shirt elder stopped looking down on him and sized up Zhang Xing seriously.
This young man was simply too monstrous. He had cultivated to the Samsung war elder realm in his teens, and could even jump three levels to fight a six-star war elder.
This was too terrifying, too inconceivable.
The green shirt elder was not the only one who was shocked. All the other onlookers present were also shocked.
"Even Elder Qingfeng couldn't defeat Zhang San. It's unbelievable."
"That's right. Zhang San is young, but he has such terrifying strength. His background must not be small."
"Look, he doesn't show the slightest bit of fear. It's obvious that he doesn't care about the Ximen family."
"Not necessarily. Maybe this kid is pretending. In fact, he's already scared to death and wants to escape."
"Escape?
Where can he escape to?
I'm afraid this place has already been surrounded. "
"…"
Everyone's guess was right. Just as they were discussing in low voices.
A large number of troops from the Ximen family appeared above the teleportation array.
They surrounded this place tightly.
Normally, the Ximen family would not make such a big fuss over nothing.
However, they were currently in a state of war. The frontlines were at war with the Astounding Empire, so the defense of the capital was naturally tighter.
Wherever there was a disturbance, a large number of troops would appear.
Firstly, he was afraid that someone would take the opportunity to cause trouble, and secondly, he was afraid of assassins.
Zhang Xing was not considered a rebel, but he was seriously suspected to be an assassin from the Astounding Empire.
His identity, age, and cultivation were all in line with the requirements of an assassin.
The Ximen Clan knew the members of the super clans of the two countries like the back of their hand.
It was simply impossible to nurture a monstrous genius like Zhang Xing.
The Astounding Empire might be able to!
"Brat, you better surrender obediently. Our family's army is here, haha!"
Ximen Xiaotian was no longer as scared as just a moment ago, and shouted arrogantly from one side.
Zhang Xing didn't waste any more words and snorted coldly.
If I didn't have the ability to protect myself, my cultivation would have been crippled by now, and I don't know what kind of bear I would be tortured to.
In this strange world where the strong preyed on the weak, there was no place for reasoning, only fists.
A playboy young master of the Ximen family failed to hit on a girl, and in a fit of anger, he mobilized tens of thousands of people to stand up for him.
Among them, there were four or five Venerables above Samsung.
It was fortunate that they met Zhang Xing. If it was someone else, one could imagine what would happen to them.
"Mo Li, come out and collect their souls."
Zhang Xing said lightly.
Whoosh!
A black shadow flashed, and Mo Li appeared.
At the same time, a silent black light circled above Zhang Xing's head.
Puff, puff, puff …
A series of shattering sounds spread throughout the area, like the sound of a watermelon bursting.