My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 72 Retire, let me be a teacher! (Seek to follow up)
Escape...escape?Just escaped like this?

The old man was so dumbfounded that he didn't even have time to cry.

Can't figure out what's going on.

This is an existence that walked out of the death penalty area and can kill the world. Why did it suddenly escape?

And... still so embarrassed, decided?
He was at a loss.

At this time, Fang Yang also completely saw the figure, it was the one he crushed to death in the Mozun Pavilion before.

It's just that it's much stronger than before, and the aura on its body...is even more attractive.

It's Tang Monk meat.

People can't help but want to swallow him.

"I have come out, but still want to escape? Is it possible?"

Fang Yang snorted coldly.

With a flick of the sleeve.

A huge palm formed by the wind directly enveloped the opponent.

In an instant, a net was formed.

All the escape routes of that figure were blocked.

The figure was terrified, and there was endless anger in his eyes.

bad luck!Too bad luck!
His previous two avatars, one was cut off by the opponent's sword, and the other was crushed by the opponent.

And from the beginning to the end, he didn't know what method the other party used to see him, and even broke the death air around him.

Simply incredible!
escape!must escape!
He is very clear that staying here can only lead to a dead end, and there is no possibility of surviving.

Only by escaping from here can we find a shred of hope.

However, it was too late.

That huge palm enveloped the four directions.

The reason why this figure is strong is purely because of its strange abilities. Now Fang Yang has restrained all abilities, and even perfectly cracked them.

It has no possibility of escape at all.

Just watched helplessly as the palm pinched it.

"No! You can't kill me! You crooked!"

He roared wildly, growling.

He wanted to get out of Fang Yang's hand.

However, strands of mysterious and mysterious aura, like poison, continuously melted his body.

Let his body become smaller and smaller, and it looks like it will be completely melted.

It collapsed on the spot, with a hideous expression, staring at the crying old man on the ground.

"Trash! It's all your fault!"

"How dare you cheat me! Since I'm dead! You have to die too!"

It roared, and a cold breath spit out from its mouth, and instantly rushed to the crying old man.

The crying old man was still in shock at first, as that breath covered his body.

His body withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No! Don't! Spare my lord!"

He struggled hard to survive, but it was doomed to be impossible.

Not long after, in the extreme pain, it turned into a piece of human skin, and all the flesh and blood on his body melted and withered.

At this time, the figure that came from the forbidden area of ​​death and was finally summoned by him was directly crushed by Fang Yang and turned into a bead.

Swallowed it in one gulp.

The breath was rippling, and as soon as the beads entered his body, Fang Yang felt that his soul became brighter again.

It seems to be more solid than before, and the realm has also improved a lot.

Quiet, dead still.

The mountain was quiet and there was no sound.

Ye Qinghong held the Qingying Sword tightly.

Looking at the black-robed figure in front of him.

The knuckles were getting paler.

Sure enough, Master's strength has become stronger.

The strength of the crying old man is feared in the whole Tang country, but in front of the master, he can't even survive a single move.

It is enough to prove how powerful Master is.

And as the master became stronger, her hope of breaking free from the shackles of the master became slimmer.

Thinking of Master's realm of unity of human beings that day, and thinking of myself being troubled by ridiculous demons every day.

He couldn't even learn the full version of the Shocking God Sword Art.

In the depths of my heart, there were waves that shouldn't be there, and there were emotions that shouldn't be there.

She couldn't help but feel a strong sense of powerlessness.

Could it be that……

Master is really his nemesis?
Are my five senior sisters really going to be tortured to death by their master and become puppets?

Grief and indignation, pain.

She lowered her head, and her green skirt fluttered.

The hair was blown by the wind.

Added a bit of mess.

This born swordsman who has been infatuated with swords all his life.

At this moment, I was a little confused and at a loss.

But this emotion only existed for a moment, and then disappeared on the spot.

She held the sword, pursed her lips, and looked sharply.

That delicate and beautiful side face.

It reveals a strong stubbornness!

No!She can't give in!
Since she was very young, she had only had this sword in her hand. Since that was the case, it was natural for her to split the road of life and death with one sword, no matter how strong the devil was.

We must go forward indomitably, at worst, we will die.

Thinking of this, she silently raised her head, and the blue shadow sword in her hand was emitting bursts of brilliance.

He flew up gently, rubbing against her cheek.

It seems to be comforting her, no matter when and where, he will be with her.

Thinking of this, Ye Qinghong took a deep breath.

With a grasp of the palm of the hand, the Qingying sword flew into her hand.

Her eyes were cold, and the glazed sword heart was activated.

Just staring at Jian Chi!

Killing intent.

people!
Be self-aware!

Facts have proved that the devil has not changed, and is still as cruel and bloodthirsty as before.

Didn't take her as a human being at all.

But as a tool!
Killing tool!
The reason why she was asked to accompany her down the mountain was only to stain her hands with blood and kill more people.

So that this tool becomes stronger and stronger.

Just like when I was a child.

Not long after she was practicing swordsmanship, she was thrown into the stronghold and let the young her go to fight those bandits.

But Master watched with cold eyes.

Either die or become a better tool.

In the future, I will practice adult puppet.

She has seen this kind of thing too many times.

The devil's favorite thing is to play games, just like the devil deliberately tempted his subordinates in front of the building, and when the subordinates had hope, they extinguished it with their own hands.

It seems like now, let her fight with Jian Chi.

Even if she is not Jian Chi's opponent, even if her blood splattered on the spot, it doesn't matter.

Most importantly, the devil is happy.

Of course, it is not easy to cultivate her natural sword body. Perhaps at the last moment, the devil will save her indifferently.

Call her a waste again, and throw her into the cold Houshanshui Prison to be tortured.

She was born alone!
How did you ever have a father's love and a teacher's love?

Thinking of his absurd thoughts before, Ye Qinghong silently shook his head, restraining his last trace of emotion.

It turned into a piercingly cold pool.

The cold eyes locked onto Jian Chi!
Just now, she should have killed two people.

It's just that the crying old man shot too quickly and provoked the master, so he was killed by the master.

The remaining sword idiots will naturally be resolved by her.

Although she is on the top of the list, Jian Chi crushes her.

Today, she narrowly escaped death.

But a swordsman shouldn't be cowardly.

"Junior Sister, goodbye!"

"Perhaps...the me back then shouldn't have followed the devil out of that village."

She closed her eyes, and the last trace of nostalgia was completely wiped out.

shhhhhh!
The sword is full of energy!

Countless sword qi revolved around her.

With cold eyes, she stepped forward.

Three thousand blue silks were bundled together and swayed gently.

The back view is so poignant, absolutely.

Just when she was planning to kill the enemy desperately.

A thick and warm palm touched her head, and a soft voice sounded.

"Retire, let me be the teacher!"

(End of this chapter)