Friends of Women of All Worlds

Chapter [-] The Sword of Frightened Salamander Broken

"I didn't expect that Duanmurong in my district would be able to wake up the frightened salamander." Duanmurong laughed at herself.

Originally, I thought that Luo Net would send some low-level killers at most, but I didn't expect that even the first-class killers were dispatched. This time it was a bit difficult.

"I'm not here for you." Jing Salar shook his head.

"Not for me..."

Looking down at Yue'er, Duanmu Rong suddenly remembered something, her face changed greatly.

"Even if I die, I won't let you take Yue'er away."

Duanmu Rong, who had already given up, charged forward with her sword. Every sword was extremely vicious, stabbing its vital points, and the sword was so powerful that it was extremely rare for her to be able to achieve such a level with her kung fu.

"Huaquan embroidered legs." Jing Salar snorted disdainfully, these few tricks are not bad for those shrimp soldiers and crab generals, but in front of him, they are not on the table.

Jingzhao stepped out, and the figure disappeared "Five Eight Zeros" and disappeared, and appeared directly beside Duanmu Rong. The cyan sword energy on the Jingzhao sword surrounded the top, and stabbed Duanmu Rong's chest with a single sword.

Duanmurong's eyes were startled, and she stepped back again and again, swept the sword in front of her, trying to block the sword of Jingzhang.

clang!

The sharp sound of the sword tip and the sword body colliding fiercely together rang out, and a wave of energy visible to the naked eye surged out, and the surrounding air made a harsh whining sound under such oppression.

This situation was only maintained for a while, Duanmu Rong's body shook violently and flew out, a mouthful of blood drawn a beautiful arc in the air.

"Sister Rong."

Feeling the change in the battlefield, Yue'er opened her eyes and saw Duanmurong slumped on the ground with a pale face, and ran to her side with an exclamation.

"Come with me." Jing Salar stepped forward and grabbed Yue'er and walked forward.

"Let go of me, I want to be with Sister Rong." Yue'er struggled to stay, but how could she break free from Jing Salamander's hand.

There was a hint of helplessness in Duanmurong's eyes, but she couldn't lift the sword on the ground.The Jing Salamander was too strong, and the sword just made her both hands and meridians crippled. If she didn't get treatment in time, I was afraid that even if she survived, she would be a crippled person in the future.

Just then, a porcelain bowl flew across the sky.

Jing Salamander reacted quickly, and with a palm strike, the tea scattered in the air, but when he lowered his head, he saw that Yue'er was no longer by his side.

"Beautiful brother, why are you?" Yue'er's sweet voice came from not far away with surprise.

Jingzhao looked up and saw that Yue'er had been standing aside, and there was a beautiful young man standing beside her, apparently this young man rescued Yue'er from his hands.

Immediately, he was shocked. He could not see the depth of this young man. When did such a master appear, and there is no record of Luo Wang?You must know that Luo Wang is proficient in intelligence, and almost all the masters of this day have information.

"Who is your Excellency?" Jing Salar asked curiously.

"North Star, North Star." Beichen replied.

"Beichen?"

Jingzhao was puzzled. He had never heard of this name before, so he said in a cold tone, "Presumably Your Excellency is not from the Mo family. For this girl, it's not worth offending us, but you have to think carefully."

The little hope that ignited in Duanmurong's heart was also dashed. Even if Beichen could fight Jingzhao, how could he offend a behemoth like Luo Wang for the sake of them who had only met once?

"A net?"

Beichen chuckled lightly,

"What is this?"

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"What is this?"

He could hear the threat from Jing Salamander's mouth. Beichen is notorious for being soft but not tough. This is a lesson that countless people have learned with blood. Jing Salar said, he naturally didn't have a good face to treat him.

"What? Your Excellency is a bit arrogant. You are the first person to evaluate Luo Net like this, but are you sure you have this qualification?" Jing Salar stared at Bei Chen, his tone was very gloomy, and the ghost mask on his face became more terrifying. signs.

Beichen smiled, and didn't say anything more. He just put Yue'er on the ground, picked up the sword that Duanmurong had dropped, and made a few gestures on Jingzhao. The meaning was self-evident. .

"Qualification? Then do you think I am qualified?"

Even through the ghost mask, he could feel the ferocious gleam at the corner of Jingzhang's mouth, and what followed was a terrifying wave that slowly radiated from his body.

Feeling this fluctuation, Duanmurong's heart was shocked. It turned out that Jingzhang didn't do his best to make a move just now.

"Qualifications? You think too much, dead people don't have any qualifications..." Jing Salamander's gloomy voice came, obviously now he has murdered Beichen, and Luo Wang can't be judged by anyone.

The surging and powerful force burst out from the body of the salamander almost instantly.

Feeling this fluctuation, even the two killers next to him dared to be surprised. Lord Jing Salamander actually used this power, and he sneered inwardly. This is a good show...

"Pay for your stupidity."

The majestic power rippled around his body, spreading like a tide, the Yue Wang Ba Jian in Jing Salamander's hand slowly lifted up, a ray of cold light locked on Bei Chen, and sneered.

"The sword swings in all directions."

As Jingzhang's words fell, the sword energy that destroyed the sky and the earth surged out, turning into eight giant swords until Beichen, and even the air was cut through along the way. It is conceivable that it is terrifying, if it hit Beichen Almost to shreds.

This kind of momentum is worthy of being the first-class killer of the net.

In the face of such a terrifying attack, Bei Chen was not nervous at all, with a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth, he casually pointed into the air, "Jian Twenty-three."

Although his words were very plain, but what followed was a big storm, and the terrifying sword energy formed a vortex in the air, like a black hole, destroying everything, and even freezing the surrounding time and space, and In comparison, Jing Salamander's sword energy is nothing.