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Chapter 1466: The male slave of the magic demon (73)
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Soon, there were countless corpses lying around him.
His vigorous and vigorous figure stepped over the bodies, his eyes as cold as a knife, and it was chilling.
His son was finally forced to become a murderous, non- blinking demon—
There were people rushing up all around him, and he spared no effort to fight, so he was better than anyone. Someone keeps falling and someone rushes up, even if he is tough, he is only one person.
Soon, he was attacked from behind, and the long sword directly penetrated his body, and the tip of the sword, which was dripping blood, was exposed from his abdomen.
The clearer his face changed, the more he exclaimed, "Sang Er !!"
This sound, sad and sad, resounded through the sky!
I don't know when the sky will change, and the dark clouds over the misty sky are surging, as if brewing a raging wave, about to strike.
"My Changqing Palace disciples listen to orders!" The eyes that were very similar to Yue Fusang flashed, and the more clear the teeth, the squeeze out a sentence from his mouth, "Full protection of the young master! Wherever the blockers kill, there is no pardon--"
His hand raised high fell heavily, encircling the wind-breaking momentum, powerful momentum, and shocking people!
Many disciples of the Changqing Palace, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, heard the words and shouted in unison, "Just follow the instructions of the Palace Master!"
"Full protection of the young master! Kill it!"
Half of them were from the Changqing Palace. The Changqing Palace is standing on the foundation of rivers and lakes for a hundred years. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the largest martial art in rivers and lakes. There are many disciples, and all of them are firm-minded and very serious.
The Changqing Palace recruits disciples, without regard to qualifications, only on character. Only after passing the character, can you enter the Changqing Palace. On the contrary, if the character is not close, the person with a distorted mindset, no matter how good his qualifications are, he will never get in!
Yue Fusang was extremely prestigious in the Changqing Palace. It was for them at first, that he was voluntarily taken hostage and taken into Inroism.
Mo said that there was no misunderstanding, but there was no such thing. Their young master really fell into the devil's path, and was deceived by the demon, and they were also the young master they had always respected!
The Yue Fusang, who had been struggling to support him, saw his eyes twitch. "Father ..." He closed his eyes weakly. In the end, he destroyed the reputation of the Changqing Palace for a hundred years.
After this battle, Changqing Palace's position in the rivers and lakes must have plummeted.
Yue Qing held the sword to the front of Yue Fusang, raised his hand to support his crumbling body, and said in a deep voice: "No need to say anything, no matter what you become, it is my son!" As a father, how could he watch The son was killed in front of him?
Despite his morality, the more Qing he is, he is not a saint, and he can't do justice to destroy his parents! He only knew that if someone dared to hurt him twice, he would give it back 100 times! !
"The clearer, are you crazy ?!"
The slain heads of the retreating clan cried.
"Hurry up! Are you trying to kill us with each other?"
"If the evil spirit of the Luo Sect came out at this time, we all have to explain it here!"
"Quick stop! Yueqing, you villain who has turned away from morality!"
At the moment, all the people who could still be called brothers and brothers with him had to kill his son. Yue Qing smirked in his eyes, and he sneered, "It doesn't matter to me whether he is moral or not! Today, if you want to move my son, you must pass me first!"
He raised his long sword high in his hand and glanced at everyone with cold eyes, "Retreat, don't kill!"