Chapter 101 Killing the Great Spiritualist
Rector and the others broke into a cold sweat for Bei Tinghuang, made all preparations, and were ready to rush to help at any time. At the moment of life and death, Rector and the others can't care about the rules of singles and gang fights. Besides, they don't think they have any morals to deal with such despicable opponents as the Xingtian Mercenary Group.
Bei Tinghuang leaned back, the trident brushed past her nose, she took a step sideways, closed her eyes, the feeling came again, it was better than she shuttled through a large group of blood pigs and tigers. The Feng Ying's agility comprehended in the middle of the night should be more clearly felt. At that time, she could feel the fluctuation of the spiritual power in the air, where there were blood pigs and tigers in all directions, and at this time, she was able to catch the old man in Tsing Yi when he struck out, The slight fluctuations of spiritual power that make up a large wave of spiritual power.
The nimble figure flashed in front of people's eyes, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.
Stark couldn't help being startled, his eyes shot around, he only saw an afterimage passing by in front of him, and a big living person disappeared.
The old man in green was holding the trident and looked around blankly. A chill rose from the tailbone and spread to the whole body. What kind of body technique is this brat? The ghost is not as weird as her. Until the soft sword wrapped around his neck, a chuckle sounded behind him, "Mr., what are you looking for?"
Laughter came from between the lips and teeth like cherry blossom petals, but the hand was unambiguous at all, holding the hilt of the sword and gently pulling it, the long soft sword was stained with bright red blood, and the head of the old man in blue fell backward At that moment, the last thing I saw was that her soft lips were slightly pursed, and a cold light burst out from her eyes.
Boom!
His last thought was, if he had known that this kid was such a cruel person, he would never have come to seek revenge on her after he suffered such a big loss.
There was silence on the field. Rector and the others knew that Bei Tinghuang would win, but they never thought that she would defeat an opponent who was one level higher than her by her own strength. Rector and the others thought that she would at least summon the holy beast to play, or that when she lost, there would be guardian warriors by her side.
None, not one!
Although she is a nine-star spiritual master, the old man in Tsing Yi is a three-star spiritual master. You must know that the difference between a spiritual master and a great spiritual master is a world of difference in strength. What's more, the old man in Tsing Yi has a contract beast to help. Although the contract beast is only a third-level spirit beast, the strength of a spiritual master plus a spirit beast is by no means as simple as one plus one.
Bei Tinghuang lightly shook the Qingxue soft sword in her hand, on the sharp sword edge, the last drop of blood was swallowed by Qingxue, and she slowly moved her gaze to Stark.
Her eyes were too sharp, like Qingxue's icy sword light flickering in her hand, Stark's face was pale, his two legs trembled, when his pants were wet, an unpleasant smell came out, Thunder was caught Xun was so angry that he took two steps back, complaining to Bei Tinghuang, "Master, what kind of young master of the mercenary regiment is this, so spineless."
Bei Tinghuang smiled faintly, and slowly shook his head. Seeing that the aura on Bei Tinghuang seemed to have melted, Stark rushed to the ground and bowed, "My lord, please forgive my life, my lord, please spare me, as long as my lord spares my life." , from now on, if your lord has any order, my Xingtian mercenary group will definitely go through fire and water, and I will do it!"
(end of this chapter)