The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 870 What a shameful line!

Ziliang leaped up into the air and swung his long sword, blood spilled like precious stones, and a group of people fell to the ground and twitched.

"Damn, it's so powerful!" Sakurai Yue immediately hid behind Ziliang.

"Let's go too!"

The agents couldn't restrain the prehistoric power in their bodies, and rushed up to fight them.

For a while, there was no one around Bai Yuling.

As if she hadn't noticed, she concentrated on watching the battle and didn't notice Leng Yue who was approaching her at all.

"Master! Be careful behind your back!" Fatty reminded.

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Leng Yue raised his dagger at her, with a vicious light in his eyes, "Go to hell!"

The moment the dagger touched her neck, it was thrown away by the point of the sword, and Ziliang kicked her away, protecting Bai Yuling's body, looking around with sharp eyes.

Leng Yue bumped into the wall, fell down in embarrassment, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The great elder looked at this scene in shock, and his heart was shaken again. If it was a fake sect master, why would Ziliang spare no effort to protect her?

"Master, stop protecting me, I'm not that weak." Bai Yuling said.

Every time she was eager to make a move, Ziliang would immediately finish her off, making her look like a useless piece of wood with no strength to restrain her.

"Ziliang, come and protect me! Lingjiang is a pervert, even ten people can't beat her, don't worry!" Sakurai Yue consciously ran over, back to back with Ziliang.

Ziliang nodded: "Okay."

Rashomon's overall force value is still very high, otherwise he wouldn't be able to pick up potatoes, and easily stuff so many beautiful men in sacks and carry them back.

Xuanwu and Huai Sang couldn't hold on any longer, their throats were almost cut by hidden weapons several times, and they watched their surroundings in fear.

"They are the weakest, focus on dealing with them first!"

Finally someone discovered this, and with a yell, everyone rushed over with their knives.

Huai Sang closed his eyes, Xuan Wu froze in place.

"Why are you in a daze, waiting to die?" Bai Yuling saw the expressions of the two of them, without any hesitation, the card in his hand flew out.

"Shuh-huh--"

A very slight sound of tearing the air sounded, and with the sharp sound of wind, it stabbed firmly on the necks of everyone.

"You... your neck!"

"Blood, it's bleeding!"

There was an indescribable pain in the skin, and all the people who rushed up stopped, staring at the poker cards stuck in each other's necks.

Gradually, everyone who saw this scene was shocked, and the fighting stopped.

The poker machine is so skillful, killing people, except for the sect master, they have never seen anyone else use this trick so far.

"You are really the sect master!" The Eighth Elder was so excited that it was hard to say.

The Great Elder's face was ashen, and he sat down on the chair.over...

Leng Yue looked at her in surprise, and only then did she see the gap between herself and her, and the panic in her heart surged like a tide.

"The master of the sect will rule the world forever!"

All the disciples of Rashomon knelt down and lowered their heads in fear.

The fat man quickly brought a chair, he was more diligent than the waiter in the store, wiped the dust with his sleeve, and said earnestly: "Master, sit down!"

Bai Yuling sat down, and successfully replaced himself as Lingyin, "Stand up, from now on, don't say such lines in middle school, don't you feel ashamed?"

disciple:"……"

Elder: "..."

Sophomore...shame...

This line seems to be shouted by the ancient Ah Yue first.

(End of this chapter)