The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

  Chapter 131 What if you don't make a move?

  Before Bei Tinghuang hesitated, Bahu had already raised his hand and ordered the men behind him, "Tie up this brat who stole our magic core, and throw him out the door!"

There was a sound of gasping, and the people in the hall were a little at a loss, and their expressions became extremely complicated. It stands to reason that the person who can capture so many high-level star spirit beast demon cores is by no means weak, but Bei Tinghuang is too young. It's a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, even if he started training from the womb, his strength can't reach the level of a seven-star spiritual master, right?

Everyone broke into a cold sweat for Bei Tinghuang, and felt deeply sorry. They all said that the money was not in vain. This boy was probably too young, and he had never been to the Warcraft Fortress. There are not a few people like Bahu, and there are many single adventurers, and some people have the idea of ​​​​this kind of person, and they will take advantage of the opportunity.

  If you want to blame, you can only blame Bei Tinghuang for being young, not very strong, and bringing so many treasures to show off.

   "Oh, what a pity, this sack of magic cores, at least, can sell for hundreds of thousands of rubies, right?"

   "That's right, we may not have earned so much after decades of hard work."

The magic core of a spirit beast cannot be obtained by working hard, it depends on strength, strength, some people can only hover on the edge of a spiritual master for a lifetime of cultivation, and cannot cross the realm of a great spiritual master in their entire life, so what? Qualified to fight desperately with spirit beasts?

   With so many spirit beast cores, are they going to be owned by Bahu bastards? Everyone was very unwilling, and some girls who were obsessed with Bei Tinghuang's appearance even bit their silver teeth. If they want them to believe that Bei Tinghuang is a thief, it is better to let them believe that Tyrant saved this continent in his previous life.

   "Damn bastards, why didn't God strike these **** with lightning?"

   "What should I do? What should I do? I really want to go up and help!"

Seeing Bahu's subordinates mercilessly surrounded Bei Tinghuang, the girls sitting in the hall were so anxious that they clenched their fists and wanted to go forward to fight Bahu. They really liked it. What about this boy wearing a snow-white mask?

  There is also the silver milk dog on her shoulder, with a pair of ruby-like eyes rolling around, and the look of disdain in the eyes is tickling.

"Master, do you want me to do it?" Lightning just wanted to look up to the sky and laugh three times. This world is a fantasy, it's really fantasy, that's why a seven-star spiritual master was crushed to death, and another one ran out. Do all seven-star spiritual masters have enmity with the master? ?

   By the way, come a few great spiritual masters, great spiritual masters, it would be nice to practice with this perverted master!

"No, it's just this kind of thing, we don't need to make a move!" Bei Tinghuang communicated with Lightning in the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness. She didn't like to release all her hole cards at once, let alone a mere seven-star spiritual master. Where can they use their hands?

Bahu's subordinates surrounded him, and everyone felt a blur in front of them. They didn't know what happened, but they saw Bei Tinghuang, who was clearly surrounded by the encirclement, appearing in front of Bahu. With a hook of the leg on the arm of the Bahu stretched out towards the demon core, a leg whip was thrown out, and the huge figure of the Bahu flew out of the glass door of the Chamber of Commerce.

All the movements are graceful, and the infinitely violent movements are done like flowing water, but every movement is so fast that people only see an afterimage, flashing in front of their eyes, and then hear a loud noise in the next moment , everyone looked towards the glass door of the Chamber of Commerce, leaving only a pile of debris at the door.

  (end of this chapter)