The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1193: The figure behind

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Not paying attention to the whispers of those people, Chu Qingcheng saw the opponent's masters invite to fight, and his heart was very nervous, but he still managed to raise his sword, staring at the opponent tightly, holding up his confidence, and shouting. : "Come on, I will never give you the purple gold colored glaze lamp!"

"Okay, I didn't want you to hand it in either. But after our war, this thing will naturally go to the winner, huh!" He hummed, the black collar finally moved, and there was a gray air current in his hand. , Dark and treacherous, the killing intent in her eyes was even more like two sharp swords, reaching the bottom of the little girl's heart, making her unable to stop being timid.

Shoo!

However, at this moment, a strange thing happened. The black leader had not moved a bit, but Chu Qingcheng's sword was the first to move.

A sharp sword aura swept across the side of the black collar, and instantly hit another Spirit King master.

Puff!

A blood mist suddenly appeared, and everyone still didn't understand what had happened. The Spirit King had instantly turned into debris and disappeared.

Uh!

The pupils of the eyes couldn't stop shrinking fiercely, and the body in the black collar stood stiffly, unable to move at all. The look in Chu Qingcheng's eyes looked like monsters, even monsters. It didn't make his heart feel like that.

He didn't react to what happened just now, and the brother behind him died. If this is the previous move, it is not aimed at the people behind him, but at his own words...

Goooo!

On this thought, the black-clothed head-collar couldn't help swallowing a stubborn saliva. His head was covered with cold sweat. He stared at Chu Qingcheng closely, but when he saw that the little girl seemed to be at a loss, completely. Don't understand what happened.

Just now, her sword seemed to be moving by herself, and it had nothing to do with her at all!

Shoo!

At this moment, Chu Qingcheng's sword moved again, and another sword light flew past, and it flicked away from the cheek of the black head collar, and blood mist exploded again behind him, another spirit king. The master, lost his life, and died without a whole body.

The body trembled fiercely. Unconsciously, everyone backed back, looking at Chu Qingcheng as if they were looking at a devil. With such a clean hand, this person is really not a novice to kill someone. Moreover, this is not the most terrifying thing. What is even more terrifying is that she actually killed the two of them in front of the boss, which is obviously contempt!

Even the masters of the late spirit king can't look at it, how incredible the strength of this little girl is, she doesn't know how to be a master of the royal rank!

There was a clear blood color across his cheeks, drips of blood, which could not stop oozing out. The black collar looked at Chu Qingcheng's eyes, and there was already fear.

Such a fast sword, he has never seen it in his life, and this little girl is not so innocent on the surface. The techniques of the two swords just now are no different from murderous demons and cruelly torturing their prey!

"Aunty...girl, where are you holy?"

Everything was uncomfortable. The black collar looked at Chu Qingcheng's eyes, full of horror, and even his body trembled a little.

Looking at him deeply, Chu Qingcheng groaned a little, and immediately followed the rules of the rivers and lakes, and sternly clasped his fists: "Little girl, the 362nd generation disciple of Danxia Sect, Chu Qingcheng, dare to ask your surname. Your name?"

"Three hundred and sixty-two...that is the youngest generation of disciples, how can they have such strength and means?"

Ignoring her question at all, the black collar just frowned and thought carefully, and then when he raised his head again, when he looked at Chu Qingcheng, his body trembled suddenly and his face appeared big. Hate: "That...that is..."

Behind Chu Qingcheng, a phantom appeared inexplicably, deep and mysterious, and others could not see clearly, but he, a master of the Spirit King, could slightly perceive it.

Feeling the strong pressure on the phantom body, the black head collar couldn't help but his legs tremble, and he couldn't help but step back, and his heart was beating nonstop.

Missing a little, the man hurriedly clasped his fists and said anxiously: "The girl is strong and strong, and I admire it. The green hills will not change and the green water will flow, let's see you another day!"

"Go!"

As soon as the voice fell, the man beckoned fiercely, and ran backwards first, as if fleeing for his life, his back was already soaked in cold sweat, and even his body was shaking.

Seeing this, the rest of the people in black understood this in their hearts and hurried to keep up. It seems that this little girl is really not trivial. The boss knew that she couldn't provoke her before she even took a shot.

Chu Qingcheng looked at all this, but was a little confused, just arched his fists ceremoniously, and muttered: "Uh... there will be a period..."

"Hmph, who the **** will have a period of time with you. Come to find something, don't want to go back alive!"

Chu Qingcheng didn't pursue these people. Zhuo Fan was hiding in the woods, but he grinned and raised his sword finger again.

At the same time, the phantom behind Chu Qingcheng also followed. The sword in Chu Qingcheng's hand also swept forward uncontrollably.

Shoo!

A sword aura flew over the black-clothed people in an instant, but in the blink of an eye, it rushed past the chests of the three of them like a bunch of candied gourds.

Puff puff puff!

Three blood mists exploded one after another, and the three returning masters instantly lost their breath.

The pupils couldn't help but condensed, and the black collar turned his head to look at Chu Qingcheng, and said angrily: "Girl, we haven't touched any of you. Now we are also going to withdraw. You have to do it. So absolutely, do you want to kill them all?"

"No, it's not me, it's the sword..."

With grievances on his face, Chu Qingcheng looked anxiously at the sword in his hand, and started crying. But before she finished speaking, the sword moved again.

So, the sword qi flew across the sky and rose into the sky, and the people in black were screaming and dying one by one, returning to the west, without the power to counterattack.

The black collar looked at the deaths and injuries of his men, and he couldn't help but roared: "Grandma's, this baby girl is weird and a bloodthirsty devil. Let's run and follow She settles!"

"Want to run? Hehe, it's not that easy! Settling the bill, right? Humph, do you have that chance?"

Whhhhhhhh!

Zhuo Fan kept waving his sword fingers in the bushes, his face full of evil smiles, the phantom behind Chu Qingcheng also controlled Chu Qingcheng's arm, he kept waving and hacking, his sword aura was flying, as if it was true. It was cut out by Chu Qingcheng.

In an instant, in the sky full of sword light, the entire lawn became corpses everywhere, blood stained the ground, and wailing, one after another. The senior sisters of Danxiazong saw this scene, but they were completely stunned.

Why, is Junior Sister Qingcheng actually so fierce? Why haven't you noticed it before?

While Chu Qingcheng looked at so many people with different heads, they were already about to cry, and yelled anxiously: "Stop your hands, stop your hands..."

"Can't stop, the wildfire burns endlessly, and the spring breeze blows again. I am doing this for your good, Allure!" Zhuo Fan muttered to himself in the grass, waving his hands.

Chu Qingcheng held the sword in both hands, and couldn't stop the spirit sword. In desperation, she had no choice but to gritted her teeth and shouted: "If you keep going, I would rather break my veins. I am. If you don’t believe me, you can still go wild without my support!"

Squeak!

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan stopped and shook his head helplessly.

Well, since you have said so, as long as you are happy...

At the same time, the phantom behind Chu Qingcheng also slowly disappeared, and the powerful sword aura that Chu Qingcheng wielded naturally stopped. But at this moment, including the black collar, only two or three survived.

Seeing that the demon head finally stopped, the few lonely robbers didn't even have the courage to turn around and look at her, so they hurriedly fled to the distance without seeing a figure in the blink of an eye, regretting in their hearts.

I thought I was catching a few lambs, but broke into the wolf den. His grandma's, almost lost her life, it was really unlucky. It seems that we have to seek reinforcements, otherwise there is nothing to do with this devil!

And these robbers ran away, and the rest of the Danxia Sect daughters looked at Chu Qingcheng, who was exhausted and collapsed to the ground, completely dumbfounded. As if not acquainted with this little junior girl, there was a trace of horror in his eyes.

"Sister, are you all right, I will save the purple golden colored glaze lamp!"

After a while, Chu Qingcheng regained some strength, stood up, walked to the women, and caredly said: "You are seriously injured, do you want me to heal you?"

Slap!

With a soft sound, Chu Qingcheng's Liuli lamp was snatched away. Fang Min stared at her coldly, but sneered: "I really didn't expect that the little junior girl still hid such a hand, seriously It’s an eye-opener for us senior sisters. If it weren’t for the senior sisters to help us today, those of us would have been killed by the gangsters. Thinking about us as seniors, it’s really useless. You need to protect the younger sisters!"

"Senior Sister, what are you talking about? Isn't this what I should do?" Chu Qingcheng looked at her deeply, and his eyes were full of puzzlement: "It's just... we are out of danger now. Sister, why do you seem a little unhappy?"

Unconsciously laughed, Fang Min looked at her sarcastically: "Happy, no way to be upset, Junior Sister is really good. Alone, she can deal with more than 20 masters, among them there are many spirit kings. Master, this is really embarrassing for those of us who are senior sisters. I just don’t know when you became so vicious and murderous, and everyone knows it’s difficult to retreat, and you don’t want to keep one? You know, you still It belongs to Danxia Sect. I don’t know. I thought you belonged to Tianmo Mountain!"

"No, Senior Sister, I didn't want to kill them at the time, it was the sword himself..."

"It moved on its own? Who bluffed?"

The faces are all acrimonious, Fang Min smiled coldly, and beckoned: "Sisters, let's continue on the road, don't worry about the safety of Junior Sister. They have a magic sword that can automatically kill the enemy, but It’s so majestic, we don’t need to protect it, hum!"

Speaking, that Fang Min took the lead, speeding up with all his strength, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. After eating a healing pill, the other women also took a deep look at Chu Qingcheng, feeling a little strange and scared, and finally shook their heads and left with them, leaving only Chu Qingcheng alone, full of grievances, low. Holding his head, while looking at the inexplicably powerful spirit sword in his hand, it is love and hate.

It was the sword that loved naturally, and at a critical moment, it saved their sisters’ lives; what I hated was the sword’s runaway for some reason, which made the sisters stay away from her.

But how does she know that what she should love or hate is not a sword, but a person, a man who silently follows her among the trees...