The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

  Chapter 142 Do you dare to fight me?

  Leng is covered in dust, no need to ask, based on his surname, and his face somewhat similar to Leng Qianmo, Bei Tinghuang knows that this person is undoubtedly from the Leng family. It's just that I didn't expect the teacher's family members to be so willing to be the lackeys of the Temple of Judgment.

  Seeing that Bei Tinghuang guessed the reason, Gu Hao's eyes were a bit provocative, as if he was laughing at Bei Tinghuang. He didn't dare to take action against Bei Tinghuang, so naturally there are people who dare to take action against her.

  This person is naturally cold and dusty.

  Since this is the case, let him try the strength of her "ant" four-star great spiritualist!

   It seemed to be a conflict. This continent would never lack **** and violent fighters. Inside and outside the mansion, almost all the people who were going to participate in the banquet gathered around.

  The more people there are, the brighter the smile on Gu Hao's face, isn't it covered by Leng Qianmo? He just wanted to use the most direct and shameful way to slap Leng Qianmo's face fiercely, to let him know that the Temple of Judgment will never be provoked.

Bei Tinghuang stepped out steadily, her head held high, her snow-white chin raised high, her extremely arrogant attitude caused the people around to gasp, this young man, does she know the person opposite her? What kind of genius is he?

  The genius of the younger generation of the Shang family, the seven-star great spiritual master who is only 22 years old, if he can break through to the heavens before the age of 23, then he will be a peerless genius second only to the holy son Gu Hao. Although it is relatively slim to break through to the heaven rank in a year, this talent is also against the sky.

  "Master Shengzi!" He smiled coldly and pointed at Bei Tinghuang with great disdain, "I'm talking about this **** judge who doesn't listen to God's voice, but obeys God's will."

"God?" Bei Tinghuang seemed to have heard a big joke, and laughed, only her voice echoed in the world, as if the whole city was enveloped by her voice, "Leng Dust, I have never seen However, a dignified man should be so proud and complacent when he is a lackey."

god? Where is the **** between heaven and earth? The so-called gods are just people who live longer than ordinary people.

  After reaching the rank of heaven, human aging will become much slower, and life will also be lengthened. Once promoted to the rank of God, life will become longer, and God? On this continent, there is only one person, and that person is the Lord of Yancheng.

  Being slapped on the face in front of so many people, what kind of shame does it feel like? Leng Chenfeng wanted to strangle Bei Tinghuang to death. He didn't have as many scruples as Gu Hao, and pointed at Bei Tinghuang, "You brat who doesn't know how to live or die, are you looking for death?"

  "Leng Dust, do you dare to fight with me? A man, what's the use of being prestige with your mouth? I don't have the time to argue with you, sir. If you want to fight, use your real skills!"

With a flick of Bei Tinghuang's robe, she put it into the interspatial ring. She was wearing a black samurai uniform, which set off her thin figure even more tall and straight, wrapping her slender figure. A snow-white mask formed the strongest contrast with the black. The visual conflict made the hearts of the girls on the side jump.

   "Duel? If you want to die, I will help you!" Leng Chenfeng was so excited by Bei Tinghuang's words that he almost lost his mind. He was eager to find an opportunity to fulfill his promise to Gu Hao and cut this brat under the sword.

The entrance of the City Lord's Mansion is a large square. The ground paved with white granite is extremely hard. Except for a statue of the God of Judgment holding the Judgment Rod, the empty central square has become a major feature of the Warcraft Fortress. Every day, several duels of various forms are staged here, providing a good place for these impulsive adventurers and mercenaries.

  (end of this chapter)