"The governor has told me that unless it is absolutely necessary, try not to conflict with Chu Tianhe!"
The middle-aged man was a little behind Zhang Zejian, following behind. It was obvious that this man's status in the Arctic Youdu was not as good as Zhang Zejian!
According to the rules of the Arctic Youdu, every elite will be assigned a slave, and this middle-aged man is Zhang Zejian’s slave!
Looking at the entire Arctic Nether City, Zhang Zejian is definitely the only one who can provide slaves at such a young age!
Moreover, with his strength, he is still far from reaching the elite level of the Arctic Youdu!
It can be seen how much the governor of Arctic Youdu takes a fancy to Zhang Zejian!
"Do I need you to remind me to do something?"
At this moment, Zhang Zejian stopped, a cold and sinister killing intent suddenly flashed across his eyes, and his eyes instantly glanced at the middle-aged man behind him.
Although Beiji Youdu sent this middle-aged man to Zhang Zejian as a slave, in fact, the strength of this middle-aged man has reached the ninth level, which is far above Zhang Zejian. Because of this, the middle-aged man has always been unsatisfied.
Zhang Zejian!
He felt that with his strength, Beiji Youdu should match him with a more powerful master, a truly elite warrior from Beiji Youdu!
Only by following the strong can we grow faster, break away from the status of slaves, and enter the elite level as soon as possible!
"I'm just repeating the governor's order!" The middle-aged man said coldly again, showing no respect for Zhang Zejian!
"Crack!"
Zhang Zejian turned around suddenly, raised his hand and slapped the middle-aged man on the face. He struck out sharply and said coldly: "Do you need to repeat the governor's order? Kneel down!"
Zhang Zejian's scolding sounded, and the middle-aged man was stunned on the spot!
He never expected that Zhang Zejian would directly raise his hand and slap him in the face!
Although he was arranged by Beiji Youdu to assist Zhang Zejian and become his slave, in the eyes of this middle-aged man, Zhang Zejian is just a little kid with no hair on his head, and is not worthy of his assistance at all!
Originally, the middle-aged man looked down on Zhang Zejian, but now Zhang Zejian actually raised his hand and slapped himself in the face. This made the middle-aged man even more angry, with his eyes wide open and staring at Zhang Zejian, his eyeballs filled with bloodshot eyes!
"I'll make you kneel down!"
Faced with the middle-aged man's glare, Zhang Zejian looked cold and scolded him again, but he also did not take the master in front of him who had reached the ninth grade level in his eyes!
"What? Is it possible that you still want to devour the Lord?"
Zhang Zejian spoke again, his words extremely sharp. In the Arctic Youdu, there has never been a situation where a slave bit his master. After all, there is a huge gap in strength between most slaves and their masters!
But the situation with Zhang Zejian is exactly the opposite. His slaves are much stronger than him!
"Do you think I don't dare?"
A fierce light suddenly flashed across the middle-aged man's eyes, and a faint murderous aura locked onto Zhang Zejian in an instant!
"Really?" Zhang Zejian looked at the middle-aged man coldly and said in a deep voice: "Since you are determined to devour the Lord, then give it a try!"
Hearing Zhang Zejian's provocation, the middle-aged man could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and the ancient martial arts energy in his body burst out instantly, and said sternly: "Today I will let you know that in this world, strength is the last word!
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"Puff puff puff puff..."
However, the moment the middle-aged man wanted to attack Zhang Zejian, several rays of cold light flew out directly from Zhang Zejian's palm, instantly penetrating the man's body. Blood flowed out of the middle-aged man almost instantly.
