Chapter 1353 Saint's ancestor

"Is it?" Zhang Yang heard this, but it was a smile, a smile of confidence, burst out of a hot breath, like the waves swept forward.

At the next moment, his body trembled and the whole man shot forward like a shell.

boom! Boom! Boom!

Three consecutive shots!

Three palms fell, and the young man had no chance to resist. His whole body kept retreating and finally bled out a mouthful of blood.

"You lost!"

Zhang Yang said indifferently, looking immediately at a young man in the ranks of heaven and drinking: "Waxberry, come out!"

When the young man named bayberry heard this, his countenance came...