The genius ninth miss

Chapter 818

"Hahaha, look at these idiots, will it affect the IQ of the labor and management after being with you? It's about this time, instead of telling me to treat you lightly, I call Master Ninth instead, hahaha, is Master Ninth a god? Yes If so, Laozi is the Devil Emperor!" The judge deacon tore off the girl's clothes, revealing the pink apron inside, and immediately his eyes turned red, and he leaned over and threw himself at the girl.

A little cold fell on his neck, not only he felt this way, more than 20 judges also felt a little cold on his neck, a bit like the tip of a sword, with a sharp feeling, no one dared to look up, The air froze at this moment, there was not even a trace of wind in this mountainous area, the insects in the ground no longer chirped, and the birds stopped on the branches without daring to make a sound.

It's so weird, so weird that people can't help but hold their breath.

The trial deacon tilted his head slightly and searched around out of the corner of his eyes. His hands were still tightly grasping a corner of the girl's shirt. His hands trembled so much that he couldn't even hold the shirt. He wanted to throw it away but didn't dare to throw it away.

"Whether this young master is a god or not, I don't know, but you dare to compare a beast with the devil emperor, it's a rhythm of courting death!"

A clear voice sounded above everyone's heads. Hearing this voice, it seemed that the taboo had been broken. Everyone suddenly looked up, and saw the net made of soft swords wrapped in sky blue. The silver and sky blue complemented each other. A dazzling luxury that instantly shocks people.On the sword net, a young man in black was leaning on top, with one hand propping his head, a silver mask covering most of her face, long black hair hanging down, purple silk sash gently shaking, her pair of In the black eyes, there seemed to be flames jumping and burning, which could burn people's souls.

She only glanced at these people lightly, and then cast her eyes on the ground not far away. Five bewitching and beautiful men were treating the ground. The men of the Nangong family who had been killed by the Temple of Judgment heard only the boy in black asking. , "How many can live?"

The leading man in a blood-red blouse raised his head and looked towards the young man. A cold light flashed in his blood-red pupils, "There are seventeen people in total. These idiots don't have good hands and feet, and they can live for eleven , are all with the strength of great spiritual masters."

"That's good!" The young man turned his eyes back and landed on the judge deacon, who was already kneeling on the ground, trembling all over his body, with his hands firmly on the ground, and the sweat on his forehead fell on the ground like raindrops , I only heard the young man sneer, "God's spokesperson, hahaha, what a joke, what kind of shit/fart god? If you didn't do such a nasty thing, if you weren't afraid of losing the face of my four major families, you hateful Master, I want to spread the word to the whole continent, and let those people see that the so-called God they kneel down to worship has a virtue that is not as good as a beast!"

"Bei Tinghuang, you bastard, you, why don't you take these swords away quickly, otherwise..." The trial deacon could only feel that Bei Tinghuang's eyes swept over him, and there was a heavy mountain on him, It never occurred to him that this young man was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and his strength had surpassed him.

Could it be that she is really a spiritual sect as the Great Elder and the others said?But so what?

"Otherwise?" Bei Tinghuang snorted coldly, and said amusedly, "When death is imminent, you still dare to threaten the young master? It turns out that you are the one who doesn't know how to live or die!"

(End of this chapter)