Chapter 479 Old thief, how dare you!
Not only Cameron, but also the teachers and students in the square were shocked by Bei Tinghuang's words, and even the iron-blooded team members were stunned. Is their team leader too unusual? It never occurred to me that there is a more ruthless weapon than the sword in the world, and that is verbal attack.
Looking at Cameron being so angry, they would rather see Cameron being stabbed with dozens of swords by Bei Tinghuang than seeing him being tortured by Bei Tinghuang so that he can't even speak.
"Poof!"
A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Bei Tinghuang moved her feet to the side, avoiding like a swimming dragon. If it wasn't for her agile figure, she would have almost been sprayed by Cameron's mouthful of blood.
Middle-aged bereavement, being so angry in public, how can Cameron not squirt blood?
It's just that Bei Tinghuang was a little puzzled, and she didn't do anything to him? Looking at Cameron's stencil-like face in a daze, he asked with some contempt, "As for?"
I thought how amazing it was, so careless!
"Wow, how can Ninth Young Master be so shameless, and ask people so angry, as for? How shameless!"
"Why not, it's still General Cameron. If it were me, I would have been so angry that I would have been reincarnated. His son died!"
"That's right, killing people can't just nod their heads. Is this the rhythm of Ninth Young Master wanting to vomit blood and die from anger?"
In this continent, force is advocated, and the strong are respected. They all speak by swords. No one can turn their popularity into this with a single mouth.
The entire imperial capital spread like a gust of wind, and Master Ninth's mouth is as powerful as heaven!
"Ahhh! Brat, I will kill you first today!" Cameron's eyes were red, his short hair was standing on end, and the long whip in his hand was ruthlessly rolled towards Beitinghuang. come over!
Rush into the sky with anger, strike ruthlessly!
Bei Tinghuang held a soft sword in her hand and was about to face the battle. In the sky, a black figure flew towards this side like a shooting star. A thunderous voice, with hunting momentum, resounded between the sky and the earth, shaking all Human mind, "Old thief, how dare you!"
A sword light descended from the sky, tearing through the sky and rolling in, forcing the people in the square to quickly scatter to both sides. Before they could clearly see who was coming, the sword light slashed fiercely at Cameron.
Cameron is worthy of being a heavenly powerhouse. The long whip that was drawn towards Beitinghuang suddenly turned in mid-air, and greeted the sword light.
Bang!
There was a crisp sound. The long whip was also a spiritual weapon made of fine steel. When it hit the long sword, the sound pierced through gold and cracked stones, and a bright spark burst out. The huge wave of air forced Cameron back step by step. He fell heavily to the ground. He couldn't believe that with just one move, he was actually defeated by this young man's sword.
The young man was dressed in a black robe, with long black hair fluttering in the wind, two sword eyebrows as tall and straight as mountains, and a pair of dark eyes like stars, shining brightly in the afterglow of the setting sun. It is cold, like a glacier that is hard to melt for thousands of years, making it difficult for people to approach. The fluttering wind in his robes set off his arrogance, giving him a domineering aura.
(end of this chapter)