If Zhang Xing's first attack was a sneak attack, would it still be the same this time?
They fought head-on, but Yin Donglou's nose was still smashed by Zhang Xing.
If he wanted to kill Yin Donglou, Yin Donglou would have died twice.
"It's none of your business whether I can be the Eldest Senior Brother or not!"
Yin Donglou was completely furious.
He was infuriated by Zhang Xing's way of crushing him.
"If you want to kill me, just do it. I won't even frown."
But he couldn't accept such an insulting way of fighting.
As he spoke, he finally used the move of the sixth level of the Roaring Sky Skill and fiercely attacked Zhang Xing.
It seemed that only by attacking continuously could he vent his hatred.
At the same time, he also wanted to save some face for himself.
"Yin Donglou, I don't want to kill you. As long as you surrender, you can still save your life."
Zhang Xing's figure flashed and dodged Yin Donglou's attack.
He purposely put on this posture.
Yin Donglou had to die. Zhang Xing had seen many people like him.
Although they didn't pose a threat, they were very annoying.
If you let him go, he'll keep up with his little tricks in the dark.
He would annoy you to no end.
At the same time, it was also a show for Deputy Sect Leader Mo Xi and other sect elders and disciples.
"I don't want to kill you, but you're courting death. Who else can I blame?"
"I, Zhang Xing, am not such a cold and ruthless person."
"In your dreams!
It's not certain who will kill who. "
Yin Donglou's mind was filled with thoughts of killing Zhang Xing.
He completely forgot that he had been spared twice by Zhang Xing.
At this moment, he used all his strength and didn't hold back. He just wanted to end the battle quickly.
"Well, since you don't want to live, I'll fulfill your wish!"
As Zhang Xing spoke, he stopped retreating. Instead, he stood still and clenched his five fingers.
Bang!
He punched the white-browed tiger that was pouncing at him.
A golden dragon vaguely appeared in the shadow of his fist.
When dragons and tigers fight, one must die!
Boom!
The White-Headed Tiger was smashed into pieces by the dragon's head.
The White-fronted Tiger's shadow was like a broken mirror, instantly shattering into pieces.
At the same time, Yin Donglou spat out a mouthful of blood.
His figure was blasted directly onto the protective shield of the arena.
After crashing into it, it bounced off and fell to the ground, twitching non-stop.
Hiss!
This was Zhang Xing's true strength!
Everyone was amazed!
Da da da!
Step by step, Zhang Xing walked to Yin Donglou, who was on the verge of death.
"It's over!
Senior Brother Yin Donglou is doomed! "
"It's not Zhang Xing's fault. I gave him two chances just now, but he didn't appreciate it."
"What two chances? It's clearly three."
"Yes, it should be three times. As the saying goes, you can do it once and twice, but not thrice!"
"…"
Hearing the one-sided discussion, Vice Sect Leader Mo Xi's expression turned ugly.
Zhang Xing is such a schemer. He's using public opinion to pressure me.
He did this because he expected that I would save Yin Donglou because I had already saved Yue Huaxuan.
However, Zhang Xing, you're still too inexperienced.
This is the White Tiger Sect. No one can interfere with me, the Vice Sect Leader, if I want to protect someone.
Of course, the Sect Leader is not included.
Zhang Xing looked at Yin Donglou, who was bleeding from his seven orifices, expressionless.
He lifted his foot …
"Okay!
Today … "
Mo Xi wanted to play the same trick again and enter the arena to interfere with Zhang Xing.
But he forgot that there was a Black Treasure next to him.
Before he could finish his sentence, his body was about to dodge when he heard a voice coming from behind.
Smack!
A big black hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.
It pressed his body and his voice back.
"Mo Xi, don't be in a hurry to leave. The battle is not over yet. You only need to wait for one breath!"