Night Hong just put Xue Jianing on the sofa and was preparing to help her deal with the injury when ten beautiful maids suddenly rushed into the hall.
"Master!"
"Yehong must have killed the headmaster. Let's go and avenge the headmaster!"
"The killers didn't come so quickly. Yehong must not be our opponent!"
The maids rushed towards Yehong with hatred on their faces.
According to their intelligence, they thought Yehong was relying on the killers to beat back the attack of the ancient people.
Because the killers were dragged outside, the maids who were actually disciples of the iron gate were killed angrily!
And they can accompany in the cold Luocha side, must be the elite in the door.
Sure enough, the top ten maids are fierce ancient Qi and martial moves.
A total of ten iron fans were flying in the air, flying towards night Hong like a rotating sickle.
Night Hong is still a face indifferent to sit on the sofa, seems to ignore the ten attacks.
Under the terrible iron fan, even Su Sheng on one side suddenly changed his face.
And night Hong just gently lifted the eye son, flashed a touch of dignity in the eyes.
"Ding! Trigger the master level martial arts ability enhancement effect [Master field], and automatically weaken the related ability of the current 100 meter old Qi Wu person. "
The ten maids felt as if there was a mountain pressing on their shoulders, making their bodies sink uncontrollably!
"What's going on?"
The pressure on the body was getting stronger and stronger. Ten maids could not help kneeling on the ground.
And the ten iron fans flying half way down on the floor.
Night Hong stood up and looked at the top ten maids who were dead and oppressed on the ground.
And the maids are also full of panic, horrified at night Hong.
They can not feel the night Hong has any hand track, it seems that just a look will easily suppress them.
This kind of strength, unheard of in the ancient martial arts world, is like a ghost!
The maids, who had never believed in gods, could not help doubting the human identity of jiyehong.
Ye Hong pointed to the ten beautiful girls and turned to Xue Jianing and asked, "are they related to your family?"
Xue Jianing, leaning on the sofa, swept the girls around and shook her head: "when that happened, these people were not born.
It really has nothing to do with them. Master, you can let them go. "
"Hum!" Ye Hong coldly hummed, put away the field, waved to the ten maids and said, "your master is dead, and I don't want to quarrel with you who don't know anything.
Since Jianing pleads for you, get out of here before I get in a bad mood. "
The weight of the body dispersed, but ten maids did not dare to attack Night Hong again.
They looked at each other, but still kept kneeling posture, pitifully looking at Yehong.
Many maiden servants have begun to secretly wipe tears with their sleeves.
"Er......
Yehong's face was full of doubts. Did he cry because of his fierce threat?
Then he saw the ten maids kneeling down to Yehong devoutly and cried out in unison: "Lord, please take us in!"
Ten delicate voices, combined with their radiant and charming appearance, may have been out of control for a long time.
But night Hong is a face muddled.
He pointed at the ten maids in astonishment and said foolishly, "why should I take you?
Don't you go back to the iron door? "