Zhang Yuan said.

"What? The strong man from Qian Yao Mansion?"

Ma Zhenbing was surprised.

The three little boys behind him were even more shocked.

Thousand Demons Mansions are as bright as thunder.

One of the four great dark forces in the world!

They had long wanted to fight with the powerful men from Qian Yao Mansion, but they didn't expect to see a corpse of each other so soon.

However, they suddenly became curious about Zhang Yuan.

"This young hero, we are the three masters of Feng Lei. I didn't expect that the young hero is so strong that he can actually capture the strong men of the Thousand Demon Mansion. Can you help you hold this corpse?"

A man in one of the three young people suddenly bowed and smiled.

Although he didn't kill a person, being able to carry the corpses of the powerful men in the Thousand Demon Mansion is enough to be awesome, and it will be considered a topic of conversation in the future.

As he said that, he was about to reach out to touch the body of the old man on horse face.

"Do not move!"

Zhang Yuan's face changed, with a wave of his palm, and a palm wind rushed out, covering the sky and the sea instantly submerged the man, and in his face, he quickly pushed him out.

He was using softness and he was fine at all.

But even if it's okay, his heart is replaced by a shock.

Who is this?

What a terrifying palm power!

The palm wind alone makes you unable to resist it, like dozens of cows pulling it, and your body is uncontrollable.
Chapter completed!