Suddenly, the air of death drew a circle of kilometers around Zhang Ren.

"Yang Cheng, it's convenient for you to fight in this war circle today. How dare you not die

"ha ha, it suits me. Why not?" Yang Cheng stepped in, facing Zhang Ren. At the same time, a set of white boxing sets appeared. Like thunder yuanzun, Yang Cheng's strongest is a set of claw skills.

Zhang Ren saw Yang Cheng's attack, and his face sank slightly. Suddenly, Zhang said in a low voice, "then you'll take my shot!"

"Hu ~ ~"

Zhang Ren's figure is like lightning. Along the straight line, directly to Yang Cheng, the track...