My Master is Lin Zhengying

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The sword energy continued.

It would be better to die if the yin and yang teacher and student are cut off.

The last person, seeing such a scene, was frightened out of his wits.

One is struggling in the soul refining furnace, and the other is being hacked into pieces.

He really didn't know how he would be executed when he arrived.

Looking at those cold gazes below the stage.

He was not only afraid, but even begged for mercy.

"No, no, you are too cruel.

No, don't do this to me, don't kill me..."

The psychological defense line has begun to collapse...

However, no one cared about his feelings.

If you come out to hang out, you will always have to pay it back.

From the moment they stepped into the land of Kyushu, they were destined to stay here and never be reborn.

This land of the Holy God cannot be defiled by these dirty and bloodthirsty Fusang monsters...

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Chapter 780 Thoughts

Fuso Onmyoji felt despair and pain.

The third person kept begging for mercy before he started to execute him.

But it was too late, and no one would sympathize with him.

There is only one ending for this kind of ferocious monsters, beasts and monsters.

That is death.

Soon, another comrade was called up by Daoist Yongming.

This is a third-generation disciple of Bai Shamen, but he is only 15 years old.

He has only been a beginner for five years, and he has experienced a complete defense of Baishamen.

Witnessed with my own eyes the brothers of my fellow disciples being brutally killed by these Fusang Onmyojis.

I also saw why this beautiful mountain forest was burned to scorched earth and became bare.

It's all because of the Jiuju faction, the arrival of this group of Fusang monsters.

After he went up, he picked up the long sword and slashed at the monster.

But every sword is not fatal, so that Yaodao constantly feels the fear of death.

Nan Chen stood on the outermost side, just watching.

There is no pity, only indifference.

"Nanchen!"

A voice sounded.

Nan Chen was attracted and turned his head to look.

Seeing Shangguan Ronghui, I don't know when it has appeared on his left side.

"Ronghui..."

Shangguan Ronghui was dressed in white and looked at the ring:

"These monsters from the Jiuju faction sneaked up the mountain last night and killed one of our fellow Taoists.

And poisoning our clean water.

And that poison can turn us into dead bodies.

If it hadn't been discovered in advance, all of us would be finished. "

Nan Chen squinted his eyes, that's even more damning.

Kindness to them is cruelty to ourselves.

So I couldn't help scolding:

"These bastards are notorious in our world

In this place, even cultivators are so vicious. "

Shangguan Ronghui said "Yes", and chatted with Nan Chen about the three Fusang Onmyojis.

Not only three of them came last night, but eight of them came.

Of the other five, three escaped and two died.