The personal master of the beautiful president

"Dead, all dead!" Countless warriors looked at the sky and said in trembling voices.

Blood Skull is dead.

Gin is dead.

Firefox is dead.

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Year [-], March [-]th.

An unprecedented fierce battle broke out on the top of the chocolate mountain in Bohol Island, Philippines. A total of 11 giants of the Tianbang fell, shocking the world.

"we lose……"

On the ground, Edward, who had broken his light wings, stood up tremblingly. He raised his head and looked at Lin Bei who stood proudly above the void, with an unprecedented sense of despair on his face.

Lost.

Together, more than a dozen of them, the giants of the Tianbang, failed to defeat Lin Bei, but were beheaded by him one by one!

This is simply an invincible existence!

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, a deep sorrow surged from the bottom of Edward's heart, like the water of three rivers, which could not be stopped.

His majestic giant ranked fifth in the heavenly rankings, unexpectedly fell into such a miserable situation, unkempt, like a bereaved dog, it made him feel more uncomfortable than death!
Not far from Edward was the corpse of the blood skeleton Cosmo who had lost all vitality.This is Edward's deadly rival. Ever since the two of them entered the celestial list, the friction and conflict between them have never stopped. They are natural enemies, and everyone wants to put the other to death.

However, at this time, when he really saw the death of the blood skeleton, Edward couldn't be happy at all. On the contrary, he felt a kind of sadness that the rabbit died and the fox sadly hurt other animals.

"Six flicks."

Above the void, Lin Bei took a deep breath.

Datura blossoms can help him soar and return to the peak, but there is also a time limit.

With Lin Bei's current strength, he can only last for twelve fingers at most.

It took him two snaps of his fingers to kill Ba Dao and the Blood Red Mad King.It took another six flicks to kill Blood Skull and Gin Jiu, and the battle ended in a total of eight flicks. It can be said that the task was overfulfilled.

With a thought, the huge datura flower suspended at Lin Bei's feet began to close slowly, shrunk into the shape of a bud, exploded silently, turned into a sky full of stars, and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the black mandala mark on Lin Bei's arm gradually faded after appearing and disappearing from time to time.

"Huh..." Lin Bei let out a long breath after finishing his work, but before he could rest for a moment, a terrifying force of backlash came upstream from his eight meridians.

Lin Bei's condition was already very bad, and when he was impacted by this force, he spit out a mouthful of blood with a "puchi".

He was still hurt after all.

But even so, there was no fatigue on his face, on the contrary, he raised his head and laughed boldly "hahahaha".

Laughter rolled like thunder, ringing in everyone's eardrums.

Hearing this laughter, everyone's hearts were shaken, and the admiration and passion in Lin Bei's eyes became a little stronger.

This is the strong one!
This is the courage and charm of the strong!
Even if he is seriously injured, he can still laugh unscrupulously after a fierce battle.

Jin Lei's eyes were already filled with tears. Just now, she witnessed how Lin Bei turned the tide with his own power and suppressed these gods with his own power.
When seeing the scene of Lin Bei spitting out blood, Jin Lei only felt unparalleled bitterness and heartbreak in her heart, as if her heart had been cut by someone.

She feels sorry for Lin Bei fighting alone, and she is helpless that she can't give Lin Bei the slightest help, it's just a vase.

Just the second after the battle on Lin Bei's side ended, the battle in the valley also had movement.

Sensing the astonishing aura coming from the valley, Lin Bei turned his head and glanced at a distance of a thousand meters, and saw Ling Zhuqing and Liu Xiahui constantly fighting in the void, every move and style was desperately fighting attitude.

Ling Zhuqing had obviously let go of all psychological baggage, and concentrated on fighting Liu Xiahui.

"Sword Drawing!"

Accompanied by a coquettish shout, Liu Xiahui suddenly turned around after Ling Zhuqing's flute hit her jade arm, poking a bloody hole, her back turned to Ling Zhuqing.

"Bang" sound.

Draw a knife to cut off the water and the water will flow more, raise a glass to pour away the sorrow and sorrow.

An astonishing white light flashed across the void!

Muramasa's demon knife came out of its shell, just like lightning and thunder flashing across the sky.The terrifying sword intent breath spread throughout the void like purple lightning.

In the lightning, there was a snow-white long knife, passing slowly and quickly like a slow motion in a movie.

"Zhuqing!"

Seeing the light of the spatula, Master Wuji who was watching the battle was startled, and was about to rush to the rescue.The next moment, his forward figure stopped, because he felt Ling Zhuqing's voice transmission to him.

A "chi" sound.

The speed of the knife light was so fast that everyone could only see a glimpse of shock.

The next moment, blood gushed out like a spring, dyeing Ling Zhuqing's blue shirt in deep red.

"Master, you lost."

With a knife in his hand, he stabbed fiercely into Ling Zhuqing's left sternum, Liu Xiahui slightly parted his vermilion lips, and said with a dimpled smile.

Her smile was full of joy, without the slightest bit of guilt when facing her master, let alone the uneasiness of bullying her master and destroying her ancestors, or betraying her promise.

Seeing Liu Xiahui's face, even though Ling Zhuqing had completely given up on her from the bottom of his heart, he couldn't help but feel pain.

"Master, you can go with peace of mind. I will remember what you have taught me over the past few years, and I will often go to your grave to burn incense for you." Liu Xiahui said with a smile.

"Cough cough cough..."

Ling Zhuqing coughed lightly, the corners of his mouth were full of blood, but the gleam in his eyes was not erased at all.

"Teacher, do you still remember what my teacher told you?" Ling Zhuqing asked Liu Xiahui with a forced smile.

Hearing Ling Zhuqing's words, Liu Xiahui paused for a moment, and then a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, "Master, even now, can you still not forget your habit of chattering? Your chattering has already made calluses grow in my ears." If your theories are really useful, why are you defeated by me now?"

"But anyway, for the sake of you being my master, let me hear you nagging you one last time, what do you want to say?" Liu Xiahui asked in a generous tone.

"Cough cough," Ling Zhuqing coughed twice, looking at Liu Xiahui with piercing eyes, "Disciple, do you still remember that my teacher once taught you to pay attention to your surroundings before making moves?" environment of."

"Remember, you've said this sentence countless times, you..." Liu Xiahui sneered, halfway through her words, she suddenly thought of something, suddenly lowered her head, and saw it.

At the position of his heart, there was an extra dark green arrow at some point.

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