Is this sexism?

The expressions of many female killers present turned cold.

Even the Rakshasa King snorted heavily.

The right envoy of Rakshasa had no expression on his face and said lightly: "It is said that your mother was also a great killer. She should be the first woman to become a heaven-level killer."

Yaksha Youshi's expression changed.

The right envoy of Rakshasa smiled sarcastically: "Then, why didn't your father force your mother to give birth and take care of the children at home?"

"You bitch is looking for death!" Yaksha's right envoy yelled angrily.

"Wait, it's not over yet." The right envoy of Rakshasa sneered: "It is said that your father is very incompetent and should not be much different from you. It is said that he is addicted to gambling. When your mother was pregnant with Liujia, he also

I need to carry out a mission with a sword in exchange for what your family needs, okay?"

"kill!"

The right envoy of Yaksha roared angrily, and his murderous aura was so strong that it frightened people to death, so he cut him off with his sword.

There was a clang, and the sword intent was ten feet long, like a sword from heaven suddenly coming to kill.

But the Rakshasa Right Envoy suddenly exploded and turned into several puffs of thick smoke that dispersed in all directions.

Then, she regrouped in the distance and smiled softly at Bai Meisheng: "Don't be impatient and angry. What I said was just a rumor."

"kill!"

Yaksha's right envoy continued the pursuit.

"It was that time when you were pregnant with Liujia and went on a mission. Therefore, your mother has disappeared since then. There are rumors that she was imprisoned by the Celestial Clan, right?"

The Rakshasa's right envoy continued to speak.

"roar……"

Yaksha's right envoy was furious, and he became more and more frightened.

Those murderous intentions actually materialized, turning into barbs all over his body. These barbs were full of texture, like an alternative armor made of rare iron.

"Haha... I understand, this is not a lie, it is the truth, otherwise how could you be so excited and angry?" The right envoy Shura laughed, which was very pleasant to the ear, but to the right envoy Yaksha, it was the most harsh.

On the throne.

Lin Fan sighed: "Smart."

King Rakshasa looked at Lin Fan, and Lin Fan explained: "Xiaoyou is not good at hiding his own cultivation, so he deliberately angered the right envoy of Yaksha, just to make excuses for his subsequent defeat."

"Understood." King Rakshasa nodded: "This is to blame the failure of Yaksha's right envoy on his loss of normalcy."

"Correct answer." Lin Fan smiled.

The Rakshasa envoy asked: "What about me? Do I also want to hide my strength?"

Lin Fan frowned: "Until now, I don't know what opponent I should arrange for you, so... I'll wait and see."

The left envoy of Rakshasa nodded: "It's all up to you."

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows and glanced at the Rakshasa Zuo envoy a little strangely.

Since that day, the Rakshasa Zuo Shi seemed to have changed into a different person, calm and low-key. Even the broad sword he often dragged around was put away.

But Lin Fan knew that the Rakshasa left messenger in this state was even more terrifying and ruthless.

At this moment, his whole body was filled with murderous intent, just like the magma before it erupted. If he found an outlet, it would definitely tear the world apart.

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the Qingmu King, raised his fist in a distant salute, and said: "Why does the King seem so indifferent?"

King Qingmu was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "It's not that I don't care about this king's battle. In fact, I am used to being at the bottom. No matter how much I care, I can't change this outcome."

"Oh?" Lin Fan raised his eyes slightly: "Is King Qingmu so desperate? He doesn't want to go against the current, but is willing to let nature take its course and continue to be at the bottom of the pile?"

King Qingmu smiled bitterly: "So what if you don't want to? The three kings are strong, and they have many strong soldiers and generals under their command. They can be crushed and surpassed by a long way... Moreover, this king's battle is not as good as before. I can only hope that it can continue.

Please keep this throne, otherwise, you will betray the trust of those under your command."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I wonder what the king thinks of this battle?"

King Qingmu narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said: "I think Your Excellency, the Prince, must be confident, otherwise how could he gamble with such a heavy treasure?"

"You mean, Yaksha's right envoy will be defeated?" Lin Fan said.

King Qingmu smiled softly: "How dare I say that? I just feel that even if you are the number one divine master in the world, you cannot be so generous. If you are not sure of victory, you cannot be so extravagant as to spend the mother gold."

Come and bet."

"Trash, shut up to me! How can you say nothing about the war under my command?"

King Yaksha's eyes turned cold, and with his sharp eyes like a sword, he fiercely slashed at King Qingmu, and said sarcastically: "Sure enough, trash can see the same thing. You are just like Mu Yi, just a woman.

, is it possible that a mere Rakshasa's right envoy can be better than my carefully selected subordinates? It's just a dream."

Lin Fan did not speak, but stared at King Qingmu carefully and seriously.

These words of King Yaksha are the ultimate humiliation for a king.

It is also a blood feud.

No one without death can give up.

But soon, Lin Fan sighed. It was not his fault that Rakshasa King and others were kept in the dark by this person.

His expression was impeccable, showing just the right amount of submissiveness.

Lin Fan clearly saw that even the two emperors who were above him showed a trace of contempt and disgust for the Green Eyed King.

"Mu Yi, please prepare the Starry Sky Mother Gold, it belongs to me."

At this moment, King Shura actually laughed, and then he looked at King Yaksha again and said: "When the time comes, I will repay Brother Yaksha generously."

King Yaksha smiled coldly and ignored him.

Lin Fan's goal was achieved.

He sat back down next to King Rakshasa.

"Hide it deeply, hide it deeply...I did this on purpose, just to see his reaction. Whenever he reveals a flaw, it can make me confirm some of my guesses...It's a pity; there is no leakage."

Lin Fan sighed: "The most terrifying thing is that he seems to have even kept the two emperors in the dark."

King Rakshasa looked at Lin Fan and said: "I don't want to understand these things, and it's hard for me to understand the thoughts of people like you. In my opinion, if you feel unhappy or unhappy, you can just kill him. The whole world is nothing like this.

How could the matter of a sword in the king's hand be so troublesome?"

Lin Fan rolled his eyes.

He said: "Little girl, believe it or not, if I wanted you to die, I wouldn't even use a sword."

King Rakshasa snorted coldly: "All strategies, etc., are all a joke when crushed by absolute strength."

Lin Fan immediately stopped talking.

puff.

At this moment, blood splashed on the ring, and a bloody severed arm flew high into the air, and then hit King Yaksha.

The whole place was shocked!

Everyone saw that the Rakshasa's right envoy's face turned pale, relying on the terrifying big ax to hold himself up and not fall to the ground.

As for the Yaksha's right envoy in front of him, one of his arms was cut off, his two thighs were crushed into powder, and he lay limp on the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Chapter completed!