Lord God I am a tree

"Senior brother, in my opinion, these three girls don't look like bad people, and the trick just now doesn't look like a trick, aren't we ......" Beside Senior Brother Zhao, a middle-aged man who looked obscene looked at the three girls with an obsessive look and said.

But before he could speak, he had already been rudely interrupted by Senior Brother Zhao.

"Senior Brother Yin, I see that you have fallen for the charm of these three demon girls, these three demon girls, trespassing on my Chongyang Palace, and you are still speaking for them?"

"Senior Brother Zhao is right, let's go together!".

A group of Quanzhen disciples rushed forward together, the long sword in their hands flashed with a cold glow, but each of them still stepped on a strange step, a group of seven, very mysterious.

"It's good to come!".

Yang Mi chuckled, she was out of character, she had been a little uncontrollable since she found out about her change three years ago, but living in a society under the rule of law, she has never had the opportunity to show it, but now, she can finally verify her ability.

A plain white little hand was raised, stretched out two slender jade fingers, accurately clamped the two sword tips with his keen five senses, and then gently forced. With a click, the two long swords snapped.

Gently turning to one side, avoiding the attacks of the three swords, Yang Mi smiled sweetly, and threw the broken sword in her hand casually, which directly pierced the shoulders of several people in a row, making them unable to hold the sword anymore.

"Hey!" Yang Mi is becoming more and more proficient, and her grasp of her own strength is getting better and better.

Seeing Yang Mi's might, Zhao Liying and Zhen Wei were also a little eager to try, who said that only men have fantasized about fighting swords and singing, and women have also thought about being a woman?

"Da Mimi, we're here to help you!".

The two women also joined the battlefield, only to see the figure flying, the fist shadow heavy, but in a moment, all the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect had already fallen down.

Especially when they were beaten down by Zhao Liying and Zhen Wei, they couldn't control their strength well, and they often hit people with a heavy punch and vomited blood, and they couldn't get up anymore, and even if it was heavier, then they might go directly to see Hades.

"Your surname is Zhao, is your name Zhao Zhijing?" Yang Mi picked up a sword in her hand and put it against the neck of that Senior Brother Zhao, and they could hear those disciples clearly just now.

The Taoist priest was pressed against the sword to his neck at this moment, but he was far from the aura he had just now, his expression was extremely nervous, fine sweat was constantly oozing from his forehead, and his whole body was trembling.

"Yes...... Yes, I am Zhao Zhijing, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, I don't know what the girl has to do with me, if there is anything to offend in the past, the poor road will not be compensated here, this sword ...... Please put it down first. "

Zhao Zhijing replied tremblingly, he saw that these three women were not good, but he also wanted to deny it, but there were so many Quanzhen Sect disciples around here, and he couldn't hide it if he lied.

"Ha, sure enough, it's you, it's good luck to meet you as soon as I came!" A dazzling smile bloomed on the faces of the three girls at the same time, making these Quanzhen disciples forget about the pain for a while.

On the other side, Zhao Liying also used a broken sword against the neck of the man who was still looking at them with obsessive and fanatical eyes.

"The one surnamed Zhao just now called you Senior Brother Yin, let's say, are you called Yin Zhiping?"

Zhao Liying didn't be polite to him at all because he was from his own family, this long sword was against his neck, and he was even about to print a blood mark, this bastard's gaze as if he wanted to tear off people's clothes was even more disgusting than that Zhao Zhijing, at least he was still a real villain.

"Yes, Poor Dao...... The poor road is Yin Zhiping, the eldest disciple of Qiu Zhenren, I don't know how many girls came from, and what kind of enmity do they have with us?"

The Taoist priest also did not deny it, trembling and said, on their necks, bright red blood oozed out, but they could only endure it, not daring to move, for fear of losing their lives.

The

faces of the three girls were full of joy, they were so lucky, they found the right master so quickly.

"Ah, no, no, we don't have any grudges at all, don't worry, we are all good people. The three girls smiled strangely, their long swords still against their necks, and they each put their heads together and muttered softly.

"The person has been found and caught, what should we do now?".

Yes, what should I do? This is indeed a problem, although they are not weak now, it is not difficult to teach them a lesson, but it is really a huge challenge to get them to kill people.

Lin Sen was also quite curious, what would they do? If they want to survive in the reincarnation world, killing someone or something, but it is necessary, and they can't be soft-hearted, which is why Lin Sen deliberately added killing Zhao Zhijing to the task.

"Even if it's to help you, let's adapt to this kind of life quickly!" Lin Sen was also heartbroken.