Looking at the weak female cultivator in front of me, if you haven't seen her make a move, who would believe that she is so ruthless?
The lesson learned by Feng Chao and Wu Dahai made Zhang Huai a little timid.
But if he admits defeat before fighting, the Zongmen patriarch will definitely not let him go.
Zhang Huai took a step forward, trying to make himself appear more sincere and humble, "Soul Refining Zong Huai met Fang Daoyou!"
"Sanxiu Fangmei has met Zhang Daoyou!" Lu Yuecai didn't bend down like him, and casually tucked Wu Dahai's storage bag to his waist, "Let's start!"
"Fellow Daoists, please!"
The two companions who took the initiative to attack died so tragically. Now Zhang Huai only wants to be able to survive under her hands. If one is not prepared, he will be called a loser immediately.
As long as he can say the input, no matter how capable Fang Mei is, there is nothing he can do about it, right?
Zhang Huai's palms were sweaty, and he glanced at his ancestor expectantly.
The bastard nodded slightly at him.
His heart was instantly at ease.
Although the bastard nodded to his disciples, but he opened his eyes wide, he had long understood that with the two shots of this stinky girl, it should be impossible for her to make Zhang Huai say the word admit defeat.
He wanted to see exactly what method this girl used to make those brats admit their mistakes and not attack her.
In the No. 1 ring, the monster meat left by the group of brats is still there, this time he must see clearly, and let other disciples see clearly.
If there are loopholes, they must be filled in.
"Ding!"
Lu Yue caressed the blade lightly, as if she didn't see Zhang Huai retreating, "It's called Poxie! What do you think of the name?"
Zhang Huai's face twitched, what's the matter?
Are you saying they are evil?
Is there anyone who speaks heresy in public?
"Fellow Daoist is also my Demon Sect monk."
Lu Yue nodded, "That's right! I'm also a Demon Sect cultivator, and I can be ruthless in my attacks, but that doesn't mean I can agree that you go around arresting people's souls for your own use.
It's not easy for soul refining to train a ghost king, right? Ten foundation-building monks may not be able to cultivate one. In order to make them obey your orders forever, your soul-refining banners are tortured with Yin fire once in the morning and tortured in the evening. The more painful the banner ghosts inside are, the more capable they will be at biting people when they are released again. "
Everyone knows this, do we need to popularize the knowledge again?
Zhang Huai has a bad face, can you stop farting and let him feel at ease and call him a loser?
"they are in so much pain, how can you feel at ease?" Lu Yue asked for advice earnestly, and she has never understood this matter, "Or, you have been cultivating and cultivating, and for the sake of strong combat power, you have long lost your mind? "
Are you interested?
A magic cultivator who wants to be a fart.
Zhang Huai's expression gradually became firmer. In the Soul Refining Sect, there were still fellow disciples of Dim Sum. In fact, in the end, they basically became their banner ghosts.
In his soul banner, there is a junior with whom he has been friends for many years.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!"
Lu Yue flicked her sword, and heard its Qingyue cry, "When I made a move, you had no chance, how about it, since you are more honest than Feng Chao, I will let you suffer less. "
Zhang Huai glared at her, and with a flick of his hand, many ghost figures floated from the soul-refining flag in his hand, protecting him.
"I'm serious," Lu Yue sighed slightly, "Actually, I hate killing people very much, and I hate torture even more."
Li Jing and Tie Chigong believed this, anyway, out of a hundred people in the audience, a hundred would not believe it.
"you do not believe?"
Zhang Huai took a deep breath, he had already been questioned by her one after another, making his heart beat abnormally, every bone, every joint, and every muscle in his body collapsed too tight.
Do not call again
If you don't hit him again, he won't be able to collapse.
"I know you don't believe it," Lu Yue chuckled, "Look at the two rings in front of you, even a fool wouldn't believe it."
Do not believe you still say?
Zhang Huai is about to burst into tears, can't he give it a good time?
"Haha!" Lu Yue laughed, "I'm so happy to see you like this. You know, when I first came here, everyone looked at me with pity, that kind of wishing to say, thousands of thousands Don't act like you're in the ring, tell me how depressed you are!"
When Luo Xi'er saw that Zhang Huai's legs were trembling a little, she opened her eyes wide, and looked at the chattering someone together with the bastard old devil.
"Fang Mei, you're a Chuang Lei.?What are you doing now? "
The bastard's loud voice was a bit deafening, and Lu Yue scratched her ears, laughing unscrupulously, "I have entered the competition? Didn't you see it, senior? Zhang Huai is about to die, he was almost scared to the knees by you .¡±
"Ah!" Zhang Huai, who was called to death, shook off the ghost who was supporting him in embarrassment, "I will fight with you! Go, go, go, go!"
The master's fear from the heart will naturally be transmitted to his banner ghosts. Lu Yue watched the banner ghosts stretching their teeth and claws, doing all kinds of horror, and the crowd of banner ghosts slowly gathered felt inexplicable.
"You are only afraid now, isn't it a bit late?"
Zhang Huai trembled his lips and looked at the bastard Lao Mo, wanting to say that he lost.
But he didn't dare to say that if he didn't fight at all, the ancestor would definitely put him in the soul refining streamer.
"Ding!"
Lu Yue waved a sword, Zhang Huai panicked and was about to order all the ghosts to protect him, when he suddenly saw the corpse lying limp on the ground, spurting blood from the neck.
Thatthen thatis that him?
"I'm in a good mood now, so I'll let you reincarnate, let's go!"
The flying head showed a sad and happy face, and when it fell to the ground with a 'snap', its eyes were tightly closed.
All the monks who were paying attention here were stunned.
Has there been such a break-in?
The bastard wanted to strangle Zhang Huai to death again.
That's what he thought, and that's exactly what he did. Just as he was about to raise a black soul banner, it was pushed down by the floating flail.
"Amitabha! What do fellow Taoists want to do? On the ring, you can't help yourself."
"Which eye of yours saw me make a move." The bastard glared, and waved his hand casually towards the void, and the group of ghosts who were about to flee in a hurry scattered in all directions.
"I taught my disciples a lesson, what are you doing?"
Fu Yao stared, he didn't expect this bastard to be so heartless, Zhang Huai was let off by others, and he, as a master, would actually destroy his soul.
"you¡¡!"
"Meddle in your own business and eat more farts!" The bastard didn't bother to talk to the old poor donkey, "Fang Mei, you really have a lot of tricks. Next, I want to see how many tricks you have."
Lu Yue picked up the soul-refining flag, took away all the ghosts on the stage, and threw it to the old man Fuyao, "Then senior, sit and watch, I'm afraid that in the end, you won't be able to stand it, what should I do if you vomit blood because of my anger? "
This bastard old devil had been staring at her when he was in Panlong Temple, and now he was so angry that he killed his own family, it was really comfortable.
The bastard's teeth clicked a few times, "The mouth is also very slippery, Huang Hao has some skills, and he actually accepted you as an apprentice."
"Yes!" Lu Yue showed eight teeth to him, and smiled happily, "My master loves me the most, and he has always been proud of me!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com