White-Robed Chief

The girl moaned, her frown was tight, but she said nothing. There was no scream, but the cold sweat on her forehead was already frowning.

She looked at Sun Mingyue with a gaze and slowly shook her head to signal that Sun Mingyue no longer needed to save herself.

Sun Mingyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly smiled: "Good method, admire it!"

She applauded gently, as if she didn't care about the torture of her disciples, and looked at Fu Yuanheng with admiration: "This is the means of your Lei Chi. I really learned it. I thought Song Wuji was so arrogant. The people under him are also powerful characters. did not expect……"

She shook her head slightly and sighed: "What a great insight!"

Fu Yuanheng said coldly: "Don't let them stop? Then we won't stop!"

Sun Mingyue said: "Nothing!"

She stared suddenly and brightly, looking at the middle-aged man who had broken the girl's arm.

"Bang!" The middle-aged man stunned suddenly, then fell down softly, his breath completely dead.

"You--!" Fu Yuanheng's face changed drastically, and he broke off: "Bold!"

He never imagined that Sun Mingyue had such a miracle that he could kill with his eyes. It was really invincible. Who knew if she would take a glance at her own power, even if she could block it, she would be intimidated.

Sun Mingyue took out two jade charms from his arms and threw them into the air. The direction they were in was the peak of the hands of the people.

"Bang!" After a muffled sound, Yufu released two rays of light to converge, and then turned into a larger group of rays that spread out, instantly covering the surrounding mountains.

"Lock up!" Fu Yuanheng frowned and hummed. "What do you want to do? Do you want to kill us all?"

Sun Mingyue nodded calmly: "Eight disciples, it's worth your eighteen lives!"

She spoke, looking at a middle-aged man who was about to start.

The middle-aged man only felt that Sun Mingyue Ming's eyes suddenly flashed, and then his head was in severe pain, and darkness swallowed him instantly.

Although Sun Mingyue did not have the spiritual strength to be ridiculous, but he had taken Qiguo and had been practicing the method of refining the gods, so the strength of spiritual power far outweighed them, and the power of the Excalibur was powerful enough even without Thunder.

Although the two middle-aged men died, the two Bright Shengjing disciples did not move. They had been sealed and unable to move. One arm was still pulled and the bones were scary.

Fu Yuanheng gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Sun Mingyue, do you think we really dare not kill? ... If you let them go, we can let these disciples of Guangming Shengjing!"

Sun Mingyue said lightly: "Impossible!"

She glanced at the eight women and sighed: "We are sorry for our bright victory, and I am sorry for you!"

The eight women clenched their red lips, smiling with pale faces, dying to death.

Seeing this, Fu Yuanheng couldn't help but panic and said, "Sun Mingyue, do you really want them to die for nothing?"

Sun Mingyue said, "Dare to kill them!"

"Okay!" Fu Yuanheng shouted, "Sun Qichang! Xu Shan!"

Two middle-aged men shot the woman's back in front of him with one palm.

"Bang!"

After the two muffled sounds, the two women bleed Qi Qiao, died of anger, and fell softly.

Sun Mingyue Ming blinked.

A middle-aged man fell softly and silently.

Sun Mingyue Ming looked at another middle-aged man who was doing it.

The middle-aged man, Xu Shan, was busy moving, trying to avoid this glance, just moved, his body was stiff, and then he fell softly and died.

Sun Mingyue turned to Fu Yuanheng and said lightly, "Come!"

She said, looking at the middle-aged man next to him.

The middle-aged man screamed and shrank behind the woman in front of him, but still couldn't avoid it, and fell down softly.

In the blink of an eye, there were only three middle-aged men standing, his face changed, his face was full of anger, and there was a hint of fear.

They are not afraid of death, but the silent and rebellious death is so painful that they seem to be crushed to death like an ant, and it is not worthy of each other's hands.

After so much practice for so long, they ended up so unreconciled and a little bit of fear. When their lives are only at a glance of others, this sense of powerlessness can cause inexplicable fear.

Sun Mingyue turned to look at Fu Yuanheng: "Either let go now or die together!"

Fu Yuanheng gritted his teeth, Qinglian's face became squinted, and hissed, "Okay! Good! Kill them all, kill them all!"

His eyes widened and he growled, like a bite.

"Bang!" Another old man flew up in the distance, squirting blood arrows with blood flesh inside, the internal organs were broken, and his life was unpredictable.

Fu Yuanheng stared at Sun Mingyue. They originally had elixir. As long as they didn't die, they could be saved even if the internal organs were broken. But here, this place would not allow Sun Mingyue to yield, she would not allow life-saving at all.

Sun Mingyue Ming's eyes glanced away suddenly.

"Bang!" Another old man flew up, sprayed a bleeding arrow, and fell heavily to the ground.

"What are you waiting for, not killing everyone!" Fu Yuanheng hissed.

He was so angry that he had only one idea in his mind, tore up Sun Mingyue, and he could not survive forever ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But Sun Mingyue had a strong breath, and he could n’t overcome it. This method of unsatisfactory trial and error was ineffective here. Sun Mingyue was so cold-blooded that he faced the disciples' threats of life and death without any compromise, leaving his abacus unsuccessful, leaving only a positive fight.

"This ..." The three middle-aged men's faces changed slightly, then gritted their teeth.

Sun Mingyue sneered and glanced at a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man fell softly as soon as he raised his hand.

The remaining two middle-aged men have already begun.

"Bang" two muffled sounds, the two women bleed Qiqiao, softly fell down and died.

But they also fell down and were killed by Sun Mingyue.

Sun Mingyue fluttered to the four living women, gently flicked the sleeves, and unlocked their acupuncture points: "Let's stand aside!"

"Yes, the master!" The four women bowed their heads and fisted back aside.

Sun Mingyue ignored their expressions, turned to look at Fu Yuanheng, and sneered lightly at the corners of his mouth: "How can you still rely on this?"

"Sun Mingyue, if you kill us, the owner will retaliate!" Fu Yuanheng hissed.

His eyes were red, and his eight confidants were buried. Although he also killed four disciples of Guangming Shengjing, looking at Sun Mingyue, obviously these eight women are not important people, and their martial arts are low, which is comparable to his eight confidants. .

Sun Mingyue chuckled and said, "What about his revenge, let me kill you first!"

"Do you really think we can stay with us?" Fu Yuanheng sneered, hissing: "At this time, what other hand to keep, hurry up!"

"Bang bang bang!" The sky suddenly dropped the thunder and struck six old men.

Their bodies suddenly rose a large circle, as if inflated, their eyes shot blue light, the speed increased suddenly, like ghosts, but suppressed four girls for a while.