"Go do what you're supposed to do."
King Nan was furious!
The mountains and rivers of the South have been conquered by my ancestors for generations.
You think it's easy for you to say that you want me to step down?
Do you think you're a Divine Concealment Realm expert?
"Hmph!
Zhang Xing, don't push me too far!
I'm not much weaker than you. If we really fight, I might not lose! "
"I'm not pushing you. I'm telling you.
Your family's era is over, and I, Zhang Xing, will take over.
It's a simple matter. Why are you making such a fuss? "
Zhang Xing's words ignited two emotions at the same time.
One was the anger of the Qiu Family Army led by King Nan!
The other was the shock of all the orcs.
However, they had the same idea.
Zhang Xing wanted to oust Prince Nan from his position.
"Good!
Very good!
I didn't expect Sect Leader Zhang to be so ambitious.
I just don't know if you have the strength and the life to sit in this position!
Come, let's not talk nonsense. Let's fight.
If you win, this Prince will immediately give up the throne to you without another word.
But if you lose, I won't be merciful. "
As Prince Nan spoke, he released an extremely powerful aura.
He got into a fighting stance and prepared for a life and death battle!
"That's right. Whoever has the strongest fist has the right to speak!"
Zhang Xing said as he turned to look at Saint One.
"Are you going to fight or should I?
Or should we fight together? "
Saint One looked at King Nan and pursed his lips.
"Boss, he's no match for any of us. It's the same no matter who fights.
If we fight together, we'll be bullying him. He won't accept it even if you beat him to death. "
King Nan was startled and looked at Saint One.
He knew that the two guards by Zhang Xing's side, the blue-faced man and the small-eyed man, were very powerful.
But the blue-faced man couldn't be at the Demigod Realm, right?
If they were both at the Demigod Realm, why did they have to work so hard in the Tai Ah Sword Sect?
Zhang Xing's rise was a typical way of growth.
But looking at it now, what he had done in the past seemed very strange.
It didn't make any sense.
Was it a bluff or was it true?
Just as he was guessing, he saw Zhang Xing walk out.
"Forget it, I'll fight him."
"Wait!"
Prince Nan thought for a moment and immediately shouted.
"I want to fight with this blue-faced man. The rules remain the same!"
If the blue-faced man called First Saint was just bluffing.
He definitely didn't dare to fight.
Even if it did not affect the outcome of the battle.
But he could also laugh at Zhang Xing.
If he braced himself and came up to fight, he would be able to destroy their prestige in one move.
How could a battle between Demigods be treated as a joke?
"Uh …"
Zhang Xing was stunned. "First Saint is stronger than me. Are you sure you want to fight him?"
Looking at Zhang Xing's pretentious expression, Prince Nan was even more convinced of his guess.
"Hmph!
What? You don't dare?
Didn't you just say that anyone can beat me? "
"Well then, First Saint, you go. He may still be able to win against me, but against you, there's no hope at all."
Zhang Xing shook his head, sighed, and stepped back.
First Saint and Jin Bao looked at each other and smiled.
At the same time, the word "stupid" appeared in their minds.
This person was stupid and stupid. He was really hopeless.
First Saint walked out and stretched his neck.
"Come on!"
He stretched out his finger and hooked it at Prince Nan.
"You're courting death!
You're quite good at pretending, but I'll make you cry soon! "
Prince Nan thought disdainfully in his heart, but the golden palm in his left sleeve was full of spirit energy.
"Golden Palm!"
Boom!
Prince Nan's ancestral Demigod Realm technique left his hand!