Surrender or die?
The heads of a hundred families, the strong ones, all face changes.
Want them to surrender and kneel under a little guy who has lived for tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years.
"Bastard." A Patriarch, unable to restrain his anger after all, yelled.
"Take us to submit? You dream."
Bang...
The Patriarch's voice fell, his body swelled suddenly.
After several breaths, the Patriarch exploded and died instantly under the extrely painful expression, and the blood mist filled the air.
All around, the top 100 experts took a breath, and fell silent for a mont.
The woman in front of her seed to be no different from the younger generations of various families.
That dreamy and flawless face is even more comfortable, no matter how you look at it, you will never be a cruel person.
However, all of this is now only between the woman's thoughts.
"Chuck." Shui Ninghan chuckles, "The little girl is really not interested in spending too much ti."
"Patriarchs, it's better to make a decision quickly."
"How to choose, give a good ti."
The faces of the Patriarchs changed again.
Hesitating, spicy, cold, or depressed.
Shui Ninghan said lightly, "The little girl still persuades the Patriarchs not to have the idea of resisting."
"Without the combined attack technique, your cultivation base is the highest but the eighth peak of the Saint Venerable Realm, just like a group of mobs."
"Simply encircling the ten ninety thousand martial artists around is enough to leave you alone."
Upon hearing the words, all the patriarchs turned their faces completely ugly.
But all the Patriarchs remained silent.
After tens of interest.
Bang... bang... bang... bang... bang...
There were ten explosions in the air.
Among the hundred martial artists, ten figures instantaneously transform the blood mist.
"You can't be silent." Shui Ninghan chuckled, "silence can't solve the problem, so the little girl will help you."
"I only give you one minute to think about it."
"In one minute, I will randomly choose a hundred people among you, and be silent forever."
"Of course, you can also try your luck, maybe you won't be chosen."
"Next minute, I will choose a thousand people."
"In three minutes, I will elect 10,000 people."
Shui Ninghan glanced at everyone, "Hey, I see you here, there are only tens of thousands of warriors."
"You..." The faces of all the Patriarchs were frightened and angry.
"Miss Water." The old family owner ng said with an ugly expression, "We have no grievances or hatreds with you, so why bother to fight and kill them all."
"No grievances and no grudges?" Shui Ninghan's smiling face instantly solidified, his face instantly cold.
"It was originally."
"But you made the wrong decision before and helped people who shouldn't be helped."
Who should not help?
The Patriarchs were surprised, and then suddenly thought of sothing.
"It's because Xiao Yi Palace Master took your Lingyan Pavilion and Supre Building, and we chose to believe in Xiao Yi Palace Master?" ng Patriarch asked coldly.
"This is only one." Shui Ninghan's face was already cold.
"Strange, bla you for believing in the wrong person, making the wrong decision, and participating in a battle you shouldn't participate in."
"So you must make a choice now."
The old Patriarch ng also had a cold expression, "If Miss Sui is referring to the battle of the changing sky, the battle of the changing sky will be in danger for the security of the region, and everyone in the middle region is responsible for it."
"Miss Water, you..."
"The ti is up." Shun Ning interrupted with a cold voice.
Bang... bang... bang... bang... bang...
There was no ti for anyone to react, and no chance for anyone to buffer. The mont Shui Ninghan's voice fell, a dense explosion sounded continuously.
Hundreds of figures then turned into blood mist, with no bones left.
Or Patriarch, or elder, or ordinary elite, or Tianjiao.
"You..." Murong's old Patriarch was already furious.
"Killing the warriors of the Middle Territory, stirring up the situation in the Middle Territory, and provoking disasters everywhere."
"What is the difference between you and Xie Xiu?"
"After this ti, you will wait for Eight Halls to be wanted."
Patriarch Su suddenly brightened his eyes, "Miss Shui, you are indeed a good person, there are those who are behind you."
"But the anger of the Eight Palaces, are you sure you can afford it? Even if the power behind you is willing to endure the revenge of the Eight Palaces?"
"Not bad." Each Patriarch suddenly stubbornly stiffened, "Wonder, our Hundred Clan and the Eight Halls fight against the changing sky, kill us? Are you going to provoke the Eight Halls?"
The Eight Palaces can be the confidence that anyone can trust, including the top 100.
"Eight Halls?" Shui Ninghan's expression instantly turned from cold to frost, "Eight Halls again."
"Do you think the Eight Palaces will protect you? Will you care about your life and death?"
"Believe it or not, even if I kill you all today, the Eight Palaces will all be invisible and ignored?"
"A bunch of idiots." Shuining coldly smiled inexplicably.
"Your ancestors were stupid and believed in Eight Temples."
"Now, you are also following in the footsteps."
"Because you believe in the master of Xiao Yi Hall, so you believe in the Eight Halls? Just because Xiao Yi has recovered the dignity of the Eight Halls, you once again convinced them?
"Do you think the Eight Palaces really care about the so-called dignity? The so-called reputation of the Eight Palaces?"
"You know how many well-known temple rules the eight chief hall masters have forcibly violated."
"How cruel and cruel the eight chief hall masters were, you know better than anyone else."
"Now, only Xiao Yi is in the eyes of the eight chief hall masters, and you are just a bunch of abandoned children."
The faces of the Patriarchs suddenly changed.
Patriarch ng squinted, "Ms. Shui's deceptive ability is brilliant."
Shui Ning laughed coldly, "ng Family is also an ancient power in that era. The owner of ng Family should know better than ."
"The significance of the existence of the Eight Palaces has never been for the common people on the mainland, nor the so-called guardian creatures."
"It's just that Xiao Yi took it for granted and self-righteously to guard his ridiculous so-called eight temple mission, performing that stupid so-called eight temple mission."
"He was just a joke at all."
The old Patriarch ng was about to speak.
"The ti has co." Shui Ninghan's eyes were filled with cold.
Bang... bang... bang... bang...
Thousands of explosions, from the explosion to the end in one or two breaths.
This ti, the blood mist sprinkled on the faces of almost all the martial artists.
Thousands of powerful people, none of them died.
The sll of blood in the air is already pungent and rich.
At this mont, the martial artists of the Hundred Schools trembled together, and their complexion beca extrely complicated.
Or is it not who is glad to die?
Or angry at the tragic death of his family?
Perhaps succumbed to having no resistance in the hands of a little guy?
But without exception, a panic appeared on everyone's face.
Among the thousands of figures just now, there were more than a dozen family heads, nearly a hundred elders, dozens of young talents, and the rest were all elites.
No one could have predicted that the next ti he died so tragically, it would be himself.
Or, no one is immune.
"Fight with this demon girl."
"We ca here to participate in the battle of changing the sky, and we were ready to die, so why are we afraid now?"
"Kill this group of Xiaoxiao and avenge the people."
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