"Master......" Zhang Laitian was lying on the ground pale, and his face withered rapidly. At a glance, he was lying not far away, still unconscious, and his son had tears in his eyes.

"Xiaotian, have you concealed your master? Why is that kid so powerful? I almost can't escape. " The old man asked in a sharp voice, holding back the pain.

Zhang Fangtian turned over and sent it to the ground, kowtowed and said: "master, you wronged the disciple. Disciple I don't know that he can even master the skills of Feng family and Yue family. "

"what do Feng family and Yue family want to do? Their skills...