Chapter 565 Flame City, Nine Layers of Bana
Who dares to stand up?
Bei Tinghuang's eyes fell heavily on those powerful men who came with Tang Yan before, her dark eyes hung over everyone's heads like a sharp sword, and the soft sword in her hand was surrounded by Her side, like the halo of a god, enveloped her.
No one dared to resist her sharpness, no one could withstand such pressure, the murderous aura on her body, like substance, bubbling out, straight into the sky, above the sky, there was a huge black hole, like the eyes of a **** of death Staring, it was just like what they saw just now, the dark black air mass that emerged from Bei Tinghuang's soft sword.
"Who else? Come along!"
Qingyue's voice drove the murderous aura on her body, and it echoed in the world. When the voice sounded, clothes flew away, and everyone was agitated by the stern murderous aura, and they retreated one after another, as if Bei Tinghuang was the one who ran out of hell. Like a **** of death, the silver soft sword in his hand is like a black sickle in the eyes of everyone at this moment.
"Your Excellency Bei Tinghuang, although we have formed the God of War team with His Excellency Tang Yan before, we are only temporarily forming a team to do missions, and we will not fight in the form of a team. If not, it would not be Tang Yan just now." Your Excellency is fighting Bei Tinghuang!" Under the pressure of Bei Tinghuang, some people who came with Tang Yan had to stand up.
"Hmph, do you think that you can kill my young master with just one team of yours?" Bei Tinghuang sneered, her dark eyes were more intimidating than the dark air mass, and a sneer curled up on the corner of her lips , "My partner fell into the hands of you challengers. From now on, in Imperial College, whoever dares to provoke the young master, the young master will mercilessly kill them all!"
"Your Excellency Bei Tinghuang, you are my idol. If you offend me in the future, it is definitely not a provocation. Please forgive me!"
"Yes, yes, and me, I will never, no, no, I don't have the strength, and I never have the guts to provoke you!"
"Your Excellency Bei Tinghuang, I am a small person. If you accidentally offend me in the future, don't think that I am provoking..."
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One after another voices went away behind Bei Tinghuang. Surrounded by friends, Bei Tinghuang had already walked into the tent at the innermost side of Sanzhu Peak. Liu Xu's tent has already been set up again for him, and now he walked in side by side with Bei Tinghuang, Liu Xu patted Bei Tinghuang on the shoulder, "You bastard, why bother to kill me?" Like a god? I think that in the academy, no one will dare to approach you within three feet."
"Isn't that better?" Bei Tinghuang smiled, she took off her battle armor, and her delicate black robe danced gently under the firelight. The silver light flows under the reflection.
Liu Xu glanced at her robe, and couldn't help but be secretly startled. The flowers on her body were nine in total. What is her identity? The Bianhua is the symbol of Yancheng people's identity, and Jiuzhong represents the highest level, which is equal to that person's identity.
For so many years, except for that person, almost no one dared to use the status symbol of Jiuzhong Bianhua.
(end of this chapter)