It's the night, the night of the screaming.

It was a night that everyone in the imperial capital was watching.

I only saw the huge square of the imperial capital fund, a man wearing a white shirt, a cigarette in his mouth, a face full of scum, but his eyes were cold, and he came in the wind.

Around the gates of the Foundation and elsewhere, there were already a group of replicas of the world.

And they are all poison bodies, low-profile versions of poison bodies that are unparalleled in the world.

Standing at the gate was Mo Zixuan, who had an indifferent face, waiting for Zhang Zifeng to throw himself into the net.

"Zhang Zifeng, you're here!" Mo Zixuan shouted.

"Are you welcome or not?" Zhang Zifeng said calmly.

"The 100 people last night were just a plate of small dishes, and today's prosperous scene is for you, do you like it?"

"What, don't pretend?" Zhang Zifeng said lightly.

"Don't you want to know how the old god of war died, if you can survive, I can tell you," Mo Zixuan sneered.

"Okay," Zhang Zifeng said.

Mo Zixuan also smiled, "Okay." ”

In the dark depths of the Four Privy Chambers, Pei Changkong slowly opened his eyes.

In the Bai family's mansion, everyone in the Bai family also stood up.

Yan Jie, who was standing beside the mysterious man, also slowly showed a smile.

Zhang Zifeng is doing a crazy thing, something that will be etched in the history of Yanxia.

Even if Yan Jie said that there was a powerful person behind Mo Zixuan, even if Mo Zixuan said that he couldn't afford to make this bet, even if countless high-level officials in the imperial capital were preventing Zhang Zifeng's investigation.

But at this moment, he resolutely took a step, and in the next moment, countless afterimages slammed towards Zhang Zifeng, and Zhang Zifeng felt the breath of the world on them.

It's a pity that they are not unparalleled in the world, and they can't move Zhang Zifeng.

At the moment when the poison replica was killed, Zhang Zifeng was already in a violent wind behind him.

The members of the Twelve Intelligence Groups of the Nets came to the ground in an instant, and Pei Changkong's shadow guards had already been killed.

Suddenly, blood and roars came and went around Zhang Zifeng, but Zhang Zifeng's expression was still calm, just walking towards Mo Zixuan step by step.

Everyone is fighting a bloody way for Zhang Zifeng at this moment, and everyone is supporting his crazy behavior.

The high-level officials of Yanxia were already dumbfounded when they saw this, they didn't expect Pei Changkong to dare to commit a crime.

One person slapped the table angrily and said, "Who let Pei Changkong make trouble!" ”

"You can't let Zhang Zifeng enter the foundation, you can't, stop him!"

"Where is Bai Jiannan, where is Bai Jiannan!"

There was no answer, and there was a dead silence at the scene, and when they looked up at the big screen with blood churning, their faces were already pale.

"Zhang Zifeng, you don't dare to ruin my hard work in Yanxia for several years," one person roared with a pale face.

But his voice was no longer audible at the scene, and Zhang Zifeng still walked towards Mo Zixuan step by step.

Behind him, a dense black shadow suddenly appeared.

I only saw countless soldiers in green coats appearing, it was Bai Jiannan's people or they were Zhang Zifeng's soldiers.

"Okay, good job, Bai Jiannan asked your people to kill everyone, quick!" The man's eyes were blood-red with excitement, and he clenched his fists and roared.

But the next second something happened that stunned him.

Why?!

Because these soldiers didn't move at all, they just showed a strange smile on the corner of their mouths, and their huge bodies turned into impregnable walls.

The leader took a puff of cigarette, threw his cigarette butt away, and said coldly, "Everyone opens the way for the instructor, and those who block it will be killed!" ”

Suddenly, another group of combat forces joined the chaotic team battle.

Seeing this, Mo Zixuan's face was gloomy, he looked at Zhang Zifeng who was strolling over with a cold face, and said excitedly, "Come on, give it all to me, I want his genes, I want it now!" ”

He can't care about the mysterious person's orders, and now he wants Zhang Zifeng's genes, and he wants Zhang Zifeng's life.

If you dare to be your enemy, those who destroy his emperor and hegemony will die.

"Bastard, what's going on," Yan Xia high-level conference hall, one person slapped the table angrily, "What about Bai Jiannan, how does he care about his subordinates, is this god of war a dry meal?" ”

didn't answer, because now Bai Jiannan himself was a kilometer away, he was wearing a green coat alone, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and said with a solemn face, "I hope I did the right thing this time, Zhang Zifeng, I believe you once." ”

Bai Jiannan looked at each other from afar, as if he had seen a picture from a kilometer away.

He seemed to see Zhang Zifeng stepping on the bloody road, turning into a killing god and shattering the darkness and order of the hot summer for thousands of years.

At this moment, Bai Jiannan may really believe that Zhang Zifeng can create this miracle, because he is a miracle himself.

Yes, that's right, Zhang Zifeng was indeed about to walk in front of Mo Zixuan, he didn't move from beginning to end, he didn't even blink his eyes, and not a drop of blood splashed on his white shirt.

Even if a poison body was culled, it was soon knocked away by his supporters.

With a step on his front foot, Zhang Zifeng had already walked in front of Mo Zixuan, who was shocked, and said coldly, "Now tell me, who killed my master, my patience is very limited." ”

Mo Zixuan took three steps back, and the twelve poisonous bodies around him surrounded him.

"Zhang Zifeng, each of these twelve poisonous bodies has at least half of the strength of the world's unparalleled body, you have a kind of defeat them, let's talk about it," Mo Zixuan roared angrily, he roared that Zhang Zifeng dared to commit a crime, roared that dared to break the balance of Yanxia, and roared that dared to ignore the order.

But Zhang Zifeng sneered and said coldly, "With half of the strength of the world, have you ever seen the peak strength of the world?" ”

"What did you say?" Mo Zixuan was stunned.

Shi Wushuang is the man who Zhang Zifeng personally admitted to losing, he was the first strong man to completely suppress Zhang Zifeng's Ji family bloodline, he was the first genius to force Zhang Zifeng's second bloodline out, but chose to stop at a critical time!

Now Mo Zixuan actually said that these twelve people have half the strength of the world's unparalleled, Zhang Zifeng smiled.

The man who was chic, with a gentle smile and a tragic fate, said that he was his other half of the shadow.

His last sentence before dying was also to bless Zhang Zifeng.

At this moment, Zhang Zifeng was furious.

The twelve poisonous bodies came to kill, and the killing machine swept in all directions, but Zhang Zifeng didn't take a second look, he resolutely stepped into the killing machine, and the twelve poisonous body attacks came instantly, and in the next moment they could tear this arrogant man apart.

A smile appeared in the high-level conference room in Yanxia, and Mo Zixuan turned back confidently.

The mysterious man said that Zhang Zifeng was the last weapon, but now Mo Zixuan felt that he was wrong.

Because the man was a fool, an arrogant fool, he turned and walked towards the halls of the Foundation.

He accepted Zhang Zifeng's genes.

But suddenly, in the next moment, a terrifying sense of oppression suddenly appeared, as if a god appeared.

I only saw that the twelve poisonous bodies were clearly touching Zhang Zifeng's body, but in the next second, the blood and blood breath in Zhang Zifeng's body gushed out.

He has the Ji family's top-level predator bloodline, and the powerful kingly aura is innate, which comes from the suppression of biological instincts.

Few Sparks dare to compete with the sun and the moon?!

In the next moment, only the sound of kneeling was heard, and the twelve elite poison bodies and even everyone in the square were paralyzed under Zhang Zifeng's Ji family's bloodline.

Mo Zixuan's whole body stiffened, as if he had fallen into the eighteenth layer of hell, and the moment he turned around, his face changed.

He clearly saw a murderous god covered in blood mist, like a furnace, already standing behind him.