C967 The Ultimate Restriction Thousand Shadow Shooting

"Slave King!"

"Slave King!!!"

While countless slaves were in shock, the Zhao Yan King took a palm out.

Unfortunately, at this critical moment, another cold and furious voice suddenly broke into this world.

"My man, I will not allow anyone to kill me!"

Hiss!

Zhao Yan's face darkened. He felt a chill on his back, so he turned around and slapped his palm behind him