"brother, spare your life! I was wrong, I was guilty

This time, master Kangcheng was really counselled. He immediately began to cry for mercy from his father and mother.

"Are you still wrong? Will you, the people of the high school, still be guilty?

It's not likely, is it? If we are as low as others, are we dead under your sword at this moment, and we can't wait for your two elders to take action, right? "

"Now when you see that you are not my enemy, you will become good friends, good brothers immediately?"

"All the cheap things in the world have been taken by you. Other people are fools, so you should be slaughtered at will like cattle and sheep?"

"Today I want to see how you feel when you are treated as ants and let me pinch you to death at will."

Jinbao's words resonated with all the 32 groups.

They are cattle and sheep. They live in fear every day. Everyone knows what their fate will be!

Because fate is always in the hands of the three sword schools.

No matter how busy they are, they will never forget these small sects.

It seems that their greatest happiness is to tease the people of these small sects in their spare time.

What a pleasant life!

Master Kang Cheng and others blushed.

But they have something to say.

Different status, the angle and height of seeing problems are also different. If people are not on the same level, how can they have the same way of thinking.

Cattle and horses are cattle and horses, and it is impossible to become a dragon!

Jinbao obviously didn't care about their virtue.

A moment ago, I said two more sentences, which is obviously redundant.

To tell them this is to cast pearls before swine.

Forget it! Ben long will send them to reunite with their two elders!

A swing of the wrist.

Kang Cheng's body whizzed back to his elder martial brother.

And then a claw!

Boom! A huge dragon claw suddenly appeared in the sky.

In an instant, the claw turned to Kang Cheng and others. Yunnan biqu Pavilion www.ynbike.net

"Stop it!"

When Master Kang Cheng and others were in despair, a thick voice rolled in.

The voice has not fallen, the shadow has arrived.

He was dressed in a grey robe, with three wisps of white beard and a ruddy complexion.

The age should be 50 or 60.

"Stop! Please listen to me.

I'm not a member of the three sword schools, and I'm not nosy.

I just want to tell you that if Mi really kills these young people in purple sword Pavilion, then the whole southern second and third rate sword school will be dead!

The people of purple sword Pavilion will really kill them. "

"What would you think if they all died of it?"

At this point, the old man with white beard stopped.

"This..."

Jinbao hesitated for a moment.

He didn't care about the life and death of these people, but wanted to know what the boss thought.

After all, the boss is human and has a benevolent mind.

He looked at Zhang Xing.

"Oh? Thank you for reminding me.

But if they really want to do that, I will let the three sword schools disappear in this world. "

Zhang Xing said with a faint smile.

Looking at his eyes, he began to look at Zhang Xing.

He is the one who can make the decision!

It's really strange that the young man with small eyes is so strong that he can't even see it.

But I didn't expect to listen to that young man with ordinary accomplishments.

"Little brother, don't be impulsive. Even if you have the strength to destroy the three sword sects, there are still more powerful forces behind them. Can you kill them?"

The old man continued to advise.