Chapter 2251 The Lingering Fragrance of the Fragrant Fox Clan

"Your elder is so stupid that he came up with such a bad way to assassinate me. Doesn't he know how powerful I am?"

Zhang Xing sneered and shook his head: "Leave it to you sisters to deal with it."

Even if Zhang Xing didn't say it, the Wan sisters would have taken action.

"Go to hell!"

Swish!

The two women flashed back, as if they hadn't moved.

And those big men just made a defensive posture and then stopped in place.

After a breath.

Puff puff puff...

Blood spurted out of the necks of more than a dozen big men at the same time.

They were killed by the Wan sisters with their fingernails.

"Hmph! A bunch of scum!"

The two women seemed to be still unsatisfied, staring at the bodies of the big men fiercely.

If Zhang Xing hadn't been there tonight, they might have been defiled by these big men.

Although they didn't have much experience in the martial arts world, they were extremely vigilant wherever they went.

But since they followed Zhang Xing, their vigilance relaxed.

As if they had found a support in their hearts, they no longer had to think about the surrounding environment every day.

At the same time, they hated the Great Elder of the Xiantian Sect to the core, and were frightened by his way of using poison.

They had never experienced this kind of combined poison before, and even if they had, they had no way to prevent it.

"Zhang Xing, thank you for saving us!"

After a moment, the two women turned around and bowed to Zhang Xing.

"It's just a small favor, just pay more attention in the future!"

Zhang Xing said lightly.

He didn't feel good or bad about the two women, just for the convenience of going to the fourth heaven in the future.

What's more, he also planned to borrow the chessboard map from the ancestor of the Wan family.

At that time, a fight was inevitable, and it was unknown whether the two sides were enemies or friends.

There was no conversation all night, and early the next morning, Zhang Xing and the other two flew over the river bank.

There was no movement in the boat docked on the shore below.

The boatman inside dared not move, and cold sweat had been flowing all night.

At this time, sensing Zhang Xing's departure, she couldn't help but raise her arm to wipe the water droplets on her face.

But at this moment, a golden light flashed silently outside the cabin.

The boatman's arm stayed on his face, and his body froze...

Zhang Xing, who was a thousand feet away, raised his hand to retract the halberd and continued to move forward.

"Zhang Xing, could it be that the boatman..."

"Yes, he is a gold-level assassin."

Hearing this, the two girls couldn't help but look back.

It seems that the great elder of the Xiantian Sect wants to fight with Zhang Xing!

But can they do it?

The combined poisoning method can't do anything to Zhang Xing, are there other ways to use?

Zhang Xing...

The two girls thought about it and couldn't help but be fascinated.

"Two sisters, stay!"

Just as they were sighing at Zhang Xing's mysterious strength, a gentle shout suddenly came from behind.

They turned around and saw a strange woman, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The woman was petite and delicate, with a single shirt apricot red and her temples crow-like.

She has a Japanese bun on her head and a bright moon pearl in her ear.

Her extremely innocent face, coupled with her girlish attire, makes people instantly like her.

Such a lovely girl is naturally trustworthy.

The Wan sisters stopped and looked at the girl with curiosity.

"Are you two sisters going to the Xiantian Sect?"

The girl was sweating profusely, and she rushed over quickly, patting her chest with her little hands and panting.

"Yes, little sister, what's the matter with you?"

Wan Mei smiled and said kindly.

"Great, I want to go too. I heard that the big devil Zhang Xing is coming, and I want to see what he looks like!"

The girl said with bright eyes flashing.

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