Chapter 9817 The Master of the Underworld Massacre 8
"Who would believe what you say?" the man said disdainfully, "If it wasn't the Lord who sent someone to do it, then why didn't he come forward and explain it clearly?"
"He...he is not in hell now, and he doesn't know about this matter yet."
"Shut up, it's already this time, you still want to quibble, it's really abominable." Someone in the crowd yelled angrily, "You beasts whose consciences have been eaten by dogs, it is really sad that the world is guarded by people like you.
But, fortunately, we don’t have to endure it any longer. After killing you, we will soon go find the master and kill him together to bring peace to hell."
Ling Xuejiu sighed secretly and said: "I promised to meet the King of Hell, why do you know that I am here?"
"Because there are more conscientious people in the underworld than you. Brothers, stop talking nonsense to her, come together, kill her, and avenge those who died."
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of cultivators mobilized their bodies and rushed towards Ling Xuejiu.
Seeing them approaching, Ling Xuejiu's face couldn't help but darken. In her heart, these people were also innocent, but they didn't know the truth and were used by the King of Hell. She couldn't kill them.
At this moment, a man stepped forward, hoping to stab her with a sword. Seeing this, she moved slightly sideways to avoid the opponent's attack, and then slapped out with her backhand, knocking the man away.
Although there were many of these people, their cultivation levels were generally not high, and there was not even a single supreme powerhouse. In just an instant, nearly half of them were knocked down to the ground and were unable to get up.
In order not to harm their lives, Ling Xuejiu only used less than 20% of his strength.
"Brother, what should I do? This woman is too strong." A man gasped, turned to the person next to him and asked.
"If we all work together, I don't believe we can't kill her." As he said that, he swung his sword and rushed forward again. However, in less than two seconds, he was knocked away and fell heavily to the ground, his face covered with tears.
It is the color of pain.
"Let's all go. You are no match for me. I don't want to hurt you." Ling Xuejiao looked at the people lying on the ground and said.
"Hmph!" A man sneered, "Stop being so hypocritical. Do you think we will believe you if you just let us go?"
"What else do you want?" Ling Xuejiu said impatiently, "I don't have time to waste with you, so leave quickly and don't delay me from doing business."
"I admit that you are very strong." The man said slowly, "However, you have the strength, and I have the determination. I will never give up until I kill you." After saying this, he endured the pain in his body and continued again
Rushed forward.
Ling Xuejiu raised his brows and waved his palm to greet him. However, the moment the man got closer, something strange happened, causing Ling Xuejiu's expression to suddenly change.
At this critical moment, the attacking man's body suddenly exploded, and the powerful air wave spread crazily around, instantly covering Ling Xuejiao. Faced with the man's self-destruction, Ling Xuejiao did not react at all, and just carried out hastily.
Fortunately, the man was just a Daluo Jinxian. Although the destructive power caused by his self-destruction was powerful, it did not pose much of a threat to her.
However, looking at the blood mist remaining in the air, she was a little confused and didn't understand why the other party used such drastic measures. Did he really hate the Lord so much?