The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master: Chapter 1283 gang fight? This is not good, is it?

  Chapter 1283 Group fight? This is not good, is it?

Xu Xiaomo was equally nervous. Bei Tinghuang was the first brother she recognized. Although she didn't have much time to deal with him, she liked Bei Tinghuang very much, and she would never let Bei Tinghuang have an accident under her nose. "Chi Fei, Chi Lan, I don't care, if my brother can't beat me, you all have to help me, the four of us beat this bastard!"

"What?"

Chi Lan thought that he had auditory hallucinations in his ears. He was a bit naive. Although he was the only two sons of the Supreme Master of the Divine Sword Ridge, he had never done anything like bullying the weak. Let him intervene when others are dueling. Not to mention, there will be gang fights together, this kind of thing, he has never even thought about it, "This, isn't it good?"

  Chi Fei also has a psychological barrier, staring at Xu Xiaomo with a pair of begging eyes, "I think your brother Xiao Jiu should be very sure, I don't think you should worry too much!"

   "Last time, did the two of you help me catch a monster together?" Xu Xiaomo was persuasive, with a sly gleam in her black eyes as bright as crystal grapes.

   "Yes!" Chi Lan was puzzled and nodded. It was precisely for the purpose of domesticating that monster that he was attacked by that **** Guan Yang and almost had a big accident.

"Is there any difference between Mingguang and Warcraft? Aren't they both human?" Xu Xiaomo said with a smile, "So, there is actually no difference. What we have to do now is to prevent my brother from being injured. Killing Mingguang is the key point. "

   Kill Mingguang? Just think about it, both Chi Lan and Chi Fei are under pressure, they are the most beloved sons of Ming Hong Da Zhizun, it is said that the one on the top of the demon spirit is also very optimistic about this descendant, after beheading, really okay?

   Fortunately, with Bei Tinghuang's ability as a young man, it should be impossible to kill Ming Guang. It's amazing that they will help Xu Xiaomo stop it, and it will be fine to prevent Bei Tinghuang from having an accident.

  The two brothers exchanged a look with each other, and after they connected with each other, they raised their heads and looked up to the sky.

Above the sky, Mingguang didn't summon any monsters, but only had a scepter of judgment in his hand. This scepter was the same as Zhiming's before, except that there was a red gem-like energy crystal on the handle of the scepter. With a red and strange light shining, he also squinted a pair of extremely dangerous eyes to stare at Bei Tinghuang, and said extremely displeased, "Stinky boy, you have completely angered this king, and you must be prepared to die. You are lucky to be able to die under this king's judgment scepter!"

The atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, and the sky was covered with ink clouds. The bright moon that was about to be full in three days was now covered by thick clouds, and the entire sky was pitch black. Only the distant starlight shone lightly on the two of them. Such as the confrontation between gods and Shura.

"Mingguang, don't talk too much!" Bei Tinghuang was dressed in a red robe, and he didn't summon any monsters. He shook the soft sword in his hand, and his figure was gradually lowered, like a cheetah that had spotted its prey. prepare.

"good very good!"

Ming Guang was completely irritated by Bei Tinghuang. He glanced at the other boy with contempt. He felt that this guy was really out of his mind. Facing a **** king with three swords, he didn't even summon a monster... However, even if he summoned, It's also useless. At the age of fifteen, being able to become a heaven rank is already a talent against the sky. Even a super beast can't resist the casual blow of the Three Swords King.

Before Ming Guang finished speaking, Bei Ting Huang's figure had already exploded. On the soft sword in his hand, billowing smoke ignited. Under the dark night sky, the transpired space of the nine-colored flames was distorting, while his hand was straight. His soft sword had already slashed towards Ming Guang fiercely.

  (end of this chapter)