Chapter 400: Buddha's Fate (7)

"What kind of style is it to hide like this? Fellow Daoist, you might as well show up. You hurt my junior sister for no reason. Mu must ask you for an explanation."

The leading young man spoke in a high-sounding way, but Fu Yue didn't like him in any way.

It's not that this Mu Ziqing is ugly, this person looks like a dog, but it gives people a very hypocritical feeling.

Everyone saw Mu Ziqing speak.

They all drew their swords and echoed: "That's right, you are He Fang Xiaoxiao, what kind of hero is you if you hide behind your back and stab someone in the back?"

"Hahahaha Zuo is just a timid Xiaoxiao, I'm too fussy!"

"Brother Li said..."

Hearing that everyone agreed with him, Mu Ziqing didn't speak any more, with a bit of fear of the visitor in his eyes.

He had just checked Junior Sister Song's injuries, and her spiritual roots were completely shattered. This palm can have such a great power, which shows that this person's skill is absolutely unpredictable.

Fu Yue appeared slowly.

She raised her hands and pinched her ears, leaning against a towering tree with her thin shoulders, some tattered red clothes draped over her body, there was a kind of wanton and unruly beauty, but she didn't look embarrassed.

Gorgeous and arrogant.

The girl's brows and eyes were lazy, and her beautiful red lips were raised in disdain.

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"I'm out now, what can you bastards do to me?"

This is very arrogant.

There is also an inexplicable secondary feeling.

Anyway, System 677 couldn't help laughing.

The group of people on the opposite side were very angry. After seeing Fu Yue's face clearly, they were all shocked. Anger, disdain, amazement, jealousy, and deep contempt flashed across their faces.

They are all disciples of Liuyun Sect, so they naturally know Jiang Si, after all, this face is so stunning, so beautiful that people can't forget it once they see it.

"Jiang Si, you witch are still alive?"

"Demon girl, where do you have the guts to hurt your senior sister? Are you trying to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors!"

Words of crusade came towards Fu Yue overwhelmingly.

Fu Yuequan thought they were farting.

These two sentences are not painful or itchy, will she lose a piece of meat after listening to it?

Although Fu Yue doesn't care about being scolded.

But it doesn't mean she is willing to be scolded!

What kind of temper is she, so arrogant that she is almost lawless. Now that his temper was on the rise, he raised his hand and slashed at him.

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

A series of applause sounded.

Anyone who scolded Fu Yue just now had a red slap mark on their cheeks, which was not only painful, but also embarrassing.

Fu Yue withdrew her hand lightly.

Slowly glanced at the people on the opposite side, cherishing words like gold, "Noisy."

The disciples of Liuyun Sect were all carefully selected from various aristocratic families, how could they ever suffer such humiliation. In their eyes, Fu Yue was still the poor little man with low spiritual power who could be bullied at will.

Someone held a sword and rushed straight towards Fu Yue.

"Demon girl, die!"

At this moment, Fu Yue half-raised her long and narrow peach blossom eyes, which were casually mocking, like looking at ants.

A long sword with a cold light suddenly stabbed in front of him, sharp and dangerous.

Fu Yue raised her hand lightly, and pinched the sword with two beautiful fingers. With a slight force on her fingertips, the long sword, which was originally full of murderous aura, was instantly broken into two pieces.

She swung the broken sword towards the man with her backhand.

Seeing that this silver light was about to pierce through that Liuyun Sect disciple.