Shenhao: I'm really a big villain

Chapter 865 Killing the Headmaster

From Liuli's appearance to the present, two elders and dozens of disciples of Zhenyi Sect have died.

But on her side, she still maintains a peerless and independent attitude, not to mention being injured, no one can get close to her at all!

Not to mention this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, with a physique of nearly [-], but not yet [-]. Even if his strength is at full strength, he is not absolutely sure that he can rush in front of Liuli and fight against him.

He was very curious, what exactly is Liuli's sect secret treasure?

How could Liuli's strength be improved so much?

This kind of secret treasure has made it so unattainable before the glass physique has been activated.

If Liuli's ice soul spirit body is activated and combined with the secret treasure, how strong will it be?

Also, the most important point!

I don't know if the increase in strength brought by this secret treasure is counted in the column of personal physique?

At the moment when Qin Lang was meditating, the disciples of the Zhenyi School exclaimed in reverence when they saw the person coming, "Congratulations, Master Headmaster!!!"

Behind the head teacher of Zhenyimen, more than ten elders of Zhenyimen followed closely behind.

Moreover, a large number of Zhenyi disciples rushed to the front yard from the rear.

Such a big commotion, coupled with the fact that the head teacher of Zhenyi came out personally.

The Zhenyi Sect has already moved in full force.

"Elders, take this girl down with me! For the two elders, avenge the hatred of many disciples!"

The words of the head teacher of Zhenyi, like instilling magic voice, rang in everyone's ears.

For some reason, the disciple of Zhenyi who had coveted Liuli very much in his heart had blood welling up in his eyes, and his heart was replaced by killing.

"Kill her!"

"Revenge for the elder!"

"This hatred, this hatred, we cannot share the sky, we will fight with the head teacher and kill him!"

"..."

Thousands of disciples of the Zhenyi sect rushed towards Liuli screaming in a vast expanse.

The head teacher of Zhenyimen took the lead, catapulted off with incomparable bravery, and rushed to the front.

More than a dozen elders who couldn't kill the fat butler, but were able to hold down one head, followed closely behind, showing their killer moves.

The blood was surging, covering the sky and the sun.

A giant python with tentacles, a fierce tiger with its mouth wide open, a giant ape beating its chest with both hands...

Countless illusory beasts with vigor and blood rushed to the front fiercely and brutally.

This extraordinary scene scared the Black Python Army to curl up at the side, gulping their saliva unceasingly, the arm holding the submachine gun was trembling unceasingly.

Fortunately, that woman was on the other side of Zhenyimen's siege, but they?

Even if the number of people is ten times larger, everyone is holding a micro-charger, I am afraid that there will be ten deaths and no life!

"Less... Boss..."

Junzi's voice was trembling. Seeing this scene, he called out nervously. He almost forgot his current identity. Fortunately, he reacted in time.

Qin Lang frowned, let go of Shiya in his arms, held Shiya's palm with one hand, and pinched the thunder charm with the other hand, and at the same time, the "evil spirit field" had begun to divide invisibly shrouded range.

As long as there is something wrong, he will take action immediately.

Even at the risk of revealing her identity, Liuli couldn't hurt a single hair.

Liuli, who was at the point where everyone's eyes converged, looked cold, neither happy nor sad, she raised her hand and stretched out to the first elder who was killed,

"Sword ~ ​​come!"

Buzz!

Click click!

The frozen ice sculpture began to shatter under the trembling of the azure blue long sword, turning into powder.

The long sword stuck on the ground, in response to Liuli's call, left the ground, and flew straight towards her palm as quickly as lightning.

Click!

Where the long sword passed, cold air swept across and ice crystals froze.

Everyone in the true sect of that route, whether they are ordinary disciples, inner sects, true disciples, or even elders.

All beings are equal,

All of them turned into ice sculptures in an instant, and their vitality was instantly taken away by the cold air.

Liuli held the long sword firmly, bent her arms and then straightened them, pointing the tip of the sword in the direction of the head teacher of Zhenyimen.

Instead of slashing forward, he calmly let go of his arm.

The long sword hangs in the air, showing no tendency to fall.

Liuli shook her palm slowly, and lightly patted the hilt of the sword with the back of her hand.

Buzz!

The azure blue long sword made a loud bang, and then galloped in the direction of the head teacher of Zhenyimen.

The cold air around the long sword increased dozens of times!

Like a scepter in the hands of an exiled immortal who controls ice and snow, everything it passes is covered by ice crystals.

"not good!"

Headmaster Zhenyi, who jumped in mid-air, was alarmed, his hair was numb, he turned around in a split second, turned his head and ran away.

The style of this sword surpassed all the masters he had ever seen!

Even the master sword wielder of Tianshimen didn't bring him such a huge oppression.

This man is invincible!

36 meter, slip away!

However, Liuli has already laid down a killer, even if he is the headmaster of the real sect, where is there any way out?

The azure blue long sword flew, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived behind the head teacher of Zhenyimen. The cold air locked his surroundings, making him nowhere to escape!

puff!

There was a sound of meat piercing, and the long sword pierced through the body of the head teacher of Zhenyimen, making his speed increase sharply, and he rushed straight to the main hall in front of him.

Peng!

Accompanied by a dull sound.

The long sword was inserted straight on the golden plaque above the majestic hall in front.

The original three gilt characters of "Zhenyimen" are flying like dragons and phoenixes.

At this time, the word 'one' was completely covered by the head-hanging corpse of the Headmaster of Zhenyi Sect.