After hundreds of angry smashes, Zhang Xianghui consumed too much fighting spirit.

"what's the matter?" Zhang Xianghui's brow is blue and sharp. He looks to the East and the north. "Array, I am still in the array. Here is only more than 200 meters higher than the foot of the mountain! I have smashed it hundreds of times, that is, the whole ximeshan, almost half of it. How come the array hasn't been broken? "

Zhang Xianghui looks around at the endless mountains and rocks, and gets angry. "Are these all illusions? That bastard Yuan Ye has been cheating me!"

it seems that the more he thinks about it, the...