C861 Giving Zhang Sha Shen a huge gift!

His footsteps were slow, but he walked towards the inn Zhang Dongcheng was staying with extreme confidence. His eyes were firm, and the corners of his mouth curled into an arrogant smile.

When the warriors who saw him saw this, all of them were dumbfounded!

"What is this guy trying to do?"

"Holy shit, that can't be, what is this Mo Qingyang carrying? What is he doing?"

Seeing that more and more people had arrived, Mo Qingyang was naturally very pleased with himself and said loudly: "Today is the day of my battle with Zhang Dongcheng, I want to give him a huge present in advance!"

Gift gift? To give to Zhang Dongcheng?

Did they want to surrender because they couldn't beat him?

Or bribe Zhang Dongcheng to show mercy?

"Would you like to see what this gift is? "Come with me!"

Mo Qingyang let out a loud shout that shook the four directions. He did not stop his footsteps and carried the huge thing that was covered with a black cloth, as he walked towards the inn that Zhang Dongcheng was staying in with large strides!

Everyone was full of questions and couldn't help but to follow him.

"Let's go, let's go and watch the show!"

"Let's go together. This is going to be a good show!"

"What is this Mo Qingyang carrying?"

"Follow me and take a look, this Mo Qingyang is giving a gift to Zhang Dongcheng. It is clear that he is the weasel paying his respects to the chicken. This is interesting! "

The amount of warriors following Mo Qingyang grew more and more, and from time to time, the entire street would be filled with people. Over ten thousand warriors followed Mo Qingyang.

The more people saw him, the better. The thing on his shoulder was given to Zhang Dongcheng, and today, he would not only kill him, but also viciously slap Zhang Dongcheng's face, letting him know that he was not invincible in this world!

I, Mo Qingyang, am truly invincible!

Mo Qingyang walked in front of the tavern he stayed in, followed by over ten thousand warriors, blocking every path so that not even a drop of water could flow through.

"Master Zhang, I am Mo Qingyang, and have a great gift to see you off, would you like to meet me?" Mo Qingyang exhaled and shouted to the inn.

Corpse Carrying Taoist stuck his head out from upstairs. When he saw that it was Mo Qingyang, his eyes were filled with confusion. My boss isn't here, so he went out at night and hasn't come back yet. "

Ying Er also stuck her head out and looked at Mo Qingyang in puzzlement. She asked curiously: "A proper gift? Do you want my Young Lord to go easy on you? I tell you, it's impossible! You should go! "

Hearing that, all the warriors around burst out laughing, and Mo Qingyang became even more furious.

Screw it, tell Zhang Dongcheng to go easy on me!

Hmph hmph, wait for my big gift to appear, I want to see your face, Zhang Dongcheng!

"Since the Master Zhang is not here, then I will just wait here!" Mo Qingyang closed his eyes and started meditating in the middle of the air, completely ignoring the abnormal gazes of the people around him.

This wait took 4 hours, until Mo Qingyang's heart was in a mess, and the tens of thousands of warriors that followed him over yawned loudly.

Mo Qingyang was extremely annoyed. How could he know that Zhang Dongcheng was currently in such a deep and gentle place, that Spring Xiao was worth thousands of gold at a moment, and that several hours of continuous great battles had only felt like a few minutes.

Under the gazes of tens of thousands of people, he was like a year, yet he could not leave. After leaving with such an aggressive attitude, he had turned into running with his tail between his legs. He was truly furious to the point of exploding.

After an unknown amount of time, the battle arena was about to begin, and only then did a ray of light flash across the sky. Zhang Dongcheng is back!

In front of the inn, Zhang Dongcheng was also looking at Mo Qingyang, who was meditating with a black cloth over his shoulder, and asked doubtfully: "Sword Madman Mo Qingyang? What's the meaning of you standing here with such a huge thing on your shoulder? "

The moment he heard Zhang Dongcheng's voice, Mo Qingyang abruptly opened his eyes!

When the tens of thousands of yawning warriors saw that the main target had arrived and that the great gift ceremony was about to take place, they immediately became spirited. They all stood up and surrounded him, wanting to see this strange gift with their own eyes.

"Zhang Dongcheng, you really made me wait!" Mo Qingyang's eyes shone with a cold light, he heavily placed the thing on his shoulder down, and with a rumbling sound, smoke and dust rose from all directions.

Zhang Dongcheng ignored the gnashing of his teeth and displeased face. He only looked at the tens of thousands of warriors behind him, who had their eyes wide open as if they were his lackeys, who were densely packed in the streets, and asked softly.

"What is it? Did you guys follow Mo Qingyang here to find me, Zhang Dongcheng? "

These words were said in a calm and relaxed manner. There was not even the slightest bit of smoke or fire in the air. It actually scared the thousands of cultivators to the point of flying around like chickens and dogs as they turned around and ran.

"No, we're just here to watch the show!"

"We did not follow Mo Qingyang. We were just watching the show, just watching the show!"

A large number of warriors retreated like the receding tide, as if they had drawn a clear line between them and Mo Qingyang, and in the blink of an eye, they had slipped far away, hiding at the side and peeking their heads out. The street was filled with people a moment ago, but now, it was like the end of the world had arrived, not a single person could be seen, the ground was filled with shoes that had been lost, weapons that had fallen, a field of withered yellow leaves that were blown by the wind, spiralling into the sky, it was desolate.

Mo Qingyang didn't even need to turn his head to know that everyone was scared off by a single word from Zhang Dongcheng. The jealousy and hatred in his heart soared to the skies!

Heavily hitting the thing that was covered by a black cloth beside him, Mo Qingyang laughed loudly: "Zhang Dongcheng, I'm here to deliver a present today. Why, can't you even give me a good word of advice?"

Zhang Dongcheng looked at him indifferently. In the face of so many old monsters and peerless talents, how could he not understand Mo Qingyang's intentions?

"With just you? Do you think you are worthy enough to listen to my good words? " Smiling gently, Zhang Dongcheng turned his head and walked away, ignoring Mo Qingyang!

Oh my god, this is treating Mo Qingyang like nothing, this is treating him as an ant being looked down upon!

Mo Qingyang was so angry that his entire body started trembling. He only took off the black cloth abruptly, revealing the true form of the huge thing.

The air was torn apart, and the sound of wind breaking out could be heard. Zhang Dongcheng casually waved his hand, and caught the attack.

Everyone had their eyes wide open. They looked carefully and saw that the giant object that Mo Qingyang had carried over with him all the way was actually a coffin that was so broken that it was about to rot!

Give the coffin to Zhang Dongcheng?

The meaning was obvious!

"Holy shit, that's awesome!" Giving a coffin to Zhang Sha Shen, Mo Qingyang wants to slap his face! A martial artist who was watching from afar turned pale with fright.

"Oh my god, could it be that a great battle has been prematurely fought? This coffin is truly malicious, Zhang Sha Shen will definitely be furious! " A warrior said in fear.

"More than just getting angry, he's probably going to kill someone!" Some of the warriors were trembling, thinking of the astonishing divine might of the Zhang Sha Shen, their bodies trembled, and they almost fell down to the ground.

"Run, Zhang Sha Shen is making a move, this place must be in ruins!" Some martial artists suddenly thought of this and ran away!

The eighth update! 16,000 words!

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