Princess Against the World

While speaking, Yun Lai glared at Ling Luoyu fiercely, with an obvious warning.

Ling Luoyu pretended not to see anything, her eyes flicked around without a trace, and the smile on her lips deepened.

"This is what Miss Li prepared to welcome us... welcome the guard of honor?!"

Li Zhu'er flew off the horse and walked towards the top of the mountain with a sneer.

"Sect Master Ling, didn't you say that you want to know who attacked your Qiyun Sect?!"

She waved her arms, pointing around.

"It's them!"

These people are dressed in different clothes, most of them are disciples of the Yuanmu Sect, but there are also many clothes of other sects mixed in.

Feng Chenglin retreated towards Ling Luoyu, and when he passed by Li Zhu'er, he gave her a meaningful look.

"Although I don't approve of beating women, some women just deserve beating!"

Lizhu'er returned a glance like an idiot, and walked leisurely to the top of the mountain: "When you can finally stand up and talk, then say this sentence!"

"Fuck!! Do you think that with just a hundred people, you can beat me to the ground?!"

"More than a hundred people!?"

Li Zhuer stopped her steps abruptly, turned around suddenly, and looked around with a smile.

"Which eye of yours sees that there are only more than a hundred people here?!"

Feng Chenglin was upset: "The fat man saw it with both eyes..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw countless heads popping up all around.

Looking at the dense crowd, there are thousands of people.

They were next to each other, as if one of them spit and drowned them both.

"Whoa!!" Feng Chenglin beeped and looked around: "Where did these people come from? How do you say it, they all came out?!"

Ling Luoyu had an evil smile on the corner of his lips: "How many are these people?!"

"Not much?!" Feng Chenglin had a black line on his forehead.

The people around sent down densely, not five thousand, but three thousand frankly.

This number, isn't that much? !

"I'm afraid they don't even have a third of them! What do you think?!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes finally fell on Feng Chenglin.

"Fatty, it looks like the two of us are having a real bloody battle today!!"

With Li Zhu'er by his side, Yun Lai regained his confidence in an instant, jumping up and cursing angrily.

"Hey, that fat man! It seems that you were either killed or exhausted today! Let me see how you are going to die!!"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes: "Could Fat Master choose you to die?!"

"……you……"

In the sound of "crash la la", Ling Luoyu threw the three long swords to Feng Chenglin.

"If you kill the scroll blade, just throw it away!"

"Zheng!"

A long sword was unsheathed.

Feng Chenglin waved his hand in high spirits, and the sharp edge of the sword folded a cold light, which flashed across Lizhu'er's eyes.

With a ferocious hook on her lips, she stepped back slowly.

"Sect Master Ling, I originally had more than 8,000 people on Muyun Mountain. Later, more than 3,000 people from the major new alliances settled in. Now, there are more than 10,000 people here! If I were you, I would disarm Surrender! I will not do indifferent struggles!"

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at each other, and they both saw ridicule in each other's eyes.

The result of ten thousand ants facing a divine beast is also doomed!

Killing lies in the essence, not in the number of people! !

Lizhu'er had completely disappeared in the crowd at this time.

"Do it!"

After shouting, Yun Lai jumped up instantly as if he had received the imperial edict.

"Kill them..."