While speaking, Yunlai's eyes glared at Ling Luoyu fiercely, and the warning was quite obvious.

Ling Luoyu pretended not to see anything, her eyes swept around without trace, and her smile became deeper.

"This is what Miss Li prepared to welcome us...Welcome the Guard of Honor?!"

Li Zhuer flew off the horse and walked towards the top of the mountain with a sneer.

"Sect Master Ling, you didn't say that you want to know who the people who attacked your Qiyun Sect are?!"

She waved her arms and pointed around.

"It's them!"

These people were dressed in different clothes, most of them were disciples of the Yuan Tomb Sect, but there were also many other sects’ clothing mixed in.

Feng Chenglin retreated to Ling Luoyu, and glared at her meaningfully when he passed by Li Zhuer.

"Although I don't agree with beating women, some women just deserve to be beaten!"

Li Zhuer responded as if she was looking at an idiot and walked leisurely to the top of the mountain: "When you can stand and talk in the end, let's say this!"

"Fuck!! Do you think you can beat me down with just over a hundred people?!"

"More than one hundred people!?"

Li Zhuer suddenly stopped her steps, turned around suddenly, and looked around with a funny look.

"Which eye does yours see only more than a hundred people here?!"

Feng Chenglin was upset: "The fat man saw both eyes..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw countless heads appearing around him.

Looking over densely, there were thousands of people.

They were one by one, and they all drowned them.

"Fuck!!" Feng Chenglin looked around with a gaze: "Where did these people come out? How did they say it? They all came out?!"

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Ling Luoyu's lips: "How many of these people are?!"

"Not much?" Feng Chenglin had a black line on his forehead.

The people around him were sent down in a dense manner, and there were no five thousand, but there were still three thousand.

This number is not too much?!

"I'm afraid these people don't even have one third! How do you think?!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes finally fell on Feng Chenglin.

"Fatty, it seems that we have a real bloody battle today!!"

Yili Zhuer was by his side, and Yun Lai was once again confident and angrily scolded.

"Hey, that fat man! It seems that you were either killed or exhausted today! Let's see how you are going to die!!"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes and rolled his eyes: "Can you choose you to die?!"

"……you……"

In the sound of "Crashing" Ling Luoyu threw three long swords to Feng Chenglin.

"If you kill the sword, throw it away again!"

"Zheng!"

A long sword was unsheathed.

Feng Chenglin waved his energetic casual hand, and a cold light broke out from the sharp sword, which passed through Li Zhuer's eyes.

With her ferocious lips curled, she slowly stepped back.

"Sect Master Ling, there were more than 8,000 people on Muyun Mountain. Later, there were more than 3,000 people from major new alliances. Now, there are more than 10,000 people here! If I were you, I would surrender! I would not make any indifferent struggles!"

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at each other and saw mockery from each other's eyes.

The result of ten thousand ants facing a divine beast is also destined!

Killing is about the essence, not about the large number of people!!

Li Zhuer was completely hidden in the crowd at this time.

"Do it!"

With a shout, Yunlai seemed to have received the imperial edict and jumped up instantly.

"Kill them..."
Chapter completed!