"Young sect leader, withdraw your troops. Those who are not so easy to deal with, we are not his opponents at all. If we blindly attack him, we will suffer in the end..."
The sincere retinue Nie Yan didn't know from which corner he slipped out and admonished again.
Zhu Hui, the little leader of Zixiao gate, heard Nie Yan's alarm and his face became more and more ugly.
If he withdraws his troops, doesn't it mean he really did something wrong? Really not as good as the guy in front of you?
A little squire, really don't know how many kilograms he has?
Even if your cultivation talent is good, you feel good in the eyes of the elders of Zixiao gate, but so what?
My father asked you to be my squire. It's also to promote you and want you to help me, so that I can take care of you when I become the sect leader in the future
But you die!
Time and again... Challenge my bottom line!
Stab
The sound of the long sword entering the flesh came, and Zhu Hui, the young sect leader of Zixiao sect, pulled out his sword and stabbed it directly into the chest of Nie Yan, the honest servant in front of him.
The blood suddenly shot out, making the bloody gas in the air more and more rich.
"For... Why..."
Nie Yan stammered his lips and couldn't believe it.
He... What did he do wrong!
He can say that he has always been doing things with his own heart!
He was born with the ability to easily predict the future. At the beginning of this battle, he felt that the situation was not quite right, so he tried his best to stop it. Unfortunately, his enthusiasm was wrongly paid to the dog!
"Hehe! Why? Because you are too noisy!"
"Can't you predict the future? Did you predict that you would die today?"
"Really think of yourself as something?"
"Don't you dare tell Ben anything!"
Zhu Hui, the young sect leader of Zixiao sect, said maliciously on his face that he was like a wrong child. Naturally, he could not admit that he had done wrong, so he could only end it by killing.
"If you stop now, you can live!"
"If you delay any more, you'll be dead!"
"Even if I die, I won't be lonely, because you will come soon!"
"I Nie Yan asked myself if I'm sorry for Zixiao gate and you, the little sect leader, but you pulled your sword at me..."
"Hahaha! Stupid! How stupid! Is this the end of Yuzhong?"
"By the way, it's called licking dog! Lick to the end and have nothing!"
Nie Yan, the real and sincere squire, was holding a long sword in his chest. He couldn't help sweating all over his face... A sense of pain was madly lingering in his heart.
"Still dare to teach me!"
"Go to hell!"
Bang
Zhu Hui, the leader of Zixiao sect, pulled out his long sword and kicked Nie Yan out with one foot. Then his face showed a cold color.
"At least, you die before me!"
"Besides, how could benshao die?"
"Ben Shao will kill Fang fan and take the treasure and divine crystal from him. I will take all the divine source power here. I am the final winner!"
"Whoever dares to stop me must die! All must die!"
"Zixiao sect disciple! Kill with me! If you dare to fight, kill! If you dare not fight, kill! If you dare to fight negatively, kill!"
Click... Click
Several great heads were directly cut off, and the Zixiao gate cultivator who charged in front suddenly felt a cold in his neck
Kill as you say, without procrastination
I can do it myself!