When Sa Tai thought of this, his heart sank to the bottom. Zhang Xing was definitely not an ordinary person. He must have a deep background that no one knew about.
The number one family of a second-tier country was bullied to this extent by a child. Who could they reason with?
Where could they complain to?
Just as Zhang Xing was about to deal with Salen and his son, a calm and dignified voice came from the horizon. "Your Excellency Zhang Xing, are you looking down on me, the Emperor, and the Golden Flower Empire?"
His Majesty was here!
Before the voice died away, he had already arrived!
A handsome middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone.
The sounds of worship instantly changed the atmosphere. Many people's fighting spirit was reignited, but was it of any use?
Zhang Xing did not turn around. He felt that the person's gaze was on his back, and there was an indescribable discomfort all over his body.
This Emperor was not ordinary. He was clearly an expert in spiritual attacks.
If he dared to make a move, he would definitely suffer the Emperor's fiercest attack.
However, this aura could scare ordinary people, but it was not a threat to Zhang Xing, who had reached the fourth step.
"Hmph!
Even if I don't care, what can you do? "
The arrogant and domineering voice was like an invisible electric wave that eliminated the piercing feeling and reverberated toward the source of the voice.
"Insignificant skill, you overestimate yourself!"
This was the Emperor's evaluation of Zhang Xing's counterattack.
However, his expression changed. He felt that the invisible spiritual wave was not as weak as he had imagined.
Each wave was stronger than the last, and each wave was crazier than the last!
He was shocked and hurriedly mobilized all his spiritual power to resist with all his might.
In just a breath's time, his face turned from red to white, and then from white to red. In the end, he could not withstand this perilous situation.
Pfft!
He staggered back more than ten steps and spat out a mouthful of blood. His chest heaved violently.
"The … the fourth step …"
His eyes were filled with shock!
Unbelievable!
In one round, no, half a round, Zhang Xing did not turn around. He only sent out a fierce attack with his back facing the Emperor.
How was this possible?
How did he cultivate?
He cultivated his spiritual power for seventy-six years and entered the Intricate Realm at twenty. At fifty-six, he became one with the world. He had been in this realm for twenty years. No one in the third-tier country was his match.
Today, he was defeated by a child who was not even ten years old in half. Blood rushed to his head, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
He lost his pride in a moment's time, and his spirit became dispirited.
The hundred guards behind him immediately surrounded the Emperor and looked around vigilantly.
There were not many people who could see how the Emperor was injured. They subconsciously took a few steps back, distancing themselves from Zhang Xing.
The surrounding low-level sorcerers and warriors were at a loss as to what to do as they watched the strange scene unfold before them.
The emperor suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of sadness. Could it be that they were really getting old?
They couldn't fight him one-on-one, and they couldn't even compete with dragons. How could there be no one in the capital who could restrain this child?
Could it be that they were going to allow Zhang Xing to casually come in, kill people with a wave of his hand, and then leave in a carefree manner?
What about the face of the empire?
Zhang Xing slowly turned around. His eyes flashed as he passed through the heavy human wall and saw the Emperor through a hair gap.
When their eyes met, the Emperor instantly felt a chill run down his spine as if he had been seen through.
"Your Majesty, I am only representing myself. It has nothing to do with the country. If you want to elevate your personal grudge to the benefit of the country, then I will immediately flatten the capital and declare war on you!"
I mean what I say!