Lord National Teacher, please forgive me

Chapter 437
Feng Ling and the others walked into the main hall next to the square. The main hall is spacious and magnificent, but the main hall is comparable to a basketball court, but there is no window. Numbness.

The person in charge of Ghost Mantong is called Xue Luocha, and the person in charge of each generation is called Xue Luocha. The Xue Luocha of this generation is a woman in her 30s.

The woman has a charming appearance and a tall figure. Wearing a tight black robe makes her figure even more plump, plump and slender. Besides, she is a little more mysterious.

The woman's skin is crystal clear and snow-white, especially those eyes, which have a tinge of deep red in them. When looking at people, they give people a kind of seductive charm, as if they will be seduced if they look at them one more time.

The woman has an exquisite appearance, and there are no messy runes on her face. She only has an inverted triangle-shaped rune pierced between her eyebrows. The inverted triangle rune is dark red, delicate and small, not only does not make people bored, but makes people feel good-looking .

Uehara Matsudaira had also arrived, and was sitting on the left side of the main hall. When he saw Feng Ling's person, he walked into the main hall. Uehara Matsudaira glanced at it and snorted softly, with a look of disdain.

Feng Ling didn't bother to talk to him, and sat directly on the upper right seat.

Xue Luosha looked at Uehara Songping, then at Feng Ling, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, and said to Feng Ling: "I never thought that he would be so young to be the head of Longtu sect."

Feng Ling glanced at the woman, and said in a calm tone, "I like being called the principal!"

After hearing Feng Ling's words, the woman nodded without changing her expression, then looked at Uehara Matsudaira again, and then said again: "You two, the time is up, the next duel is life and death, the winner will get the spirit mine, Even if the loser dies, that's what he deserves."

As soon as Xue Luocha finished speaking, Uehara Matsudaira stood up and said coldly, "I won't lose!"

Feng Ling also stood up immediately, walked behind Uehara Matsudaira, and came to the wide square.

Feng Ling and Uehara Matsuhei walked to the center of the square, the atmosphere gradually became depressing and tense, and the two sides were at war!

"Smelly girl," Uehara Matsudaira looked at Feng Ling, "If you kneel down and beg for mercy at this moment, maybe I will spare your life if I soften my heart for a moment."

Hearing this, Feng Ling couldn't help but let out a sneer, then her eyes narrowed suddenly, her brows stood on end, and she snorted softly, "Old guy, go to hell!"

As soon as Feng Ling finished speaking, the figure came in a blink of an eye, and punched Uehara Matsudaira's head with a punch.

Uehara Matsudaira didn't expect Feng Ling to make a move without saying a word, he just let out a cold snort, and his figure disappeared strangely, Feng Ling punched the ground,
"Boom!"

The ground collapsed, dust was flying, and a three-meter-long pit appeared in front of everyone. The surroundings of the pit were covered with thin cracks.

The second elder frowned, and couldn't help feeling a little more worried.

The moment Uehara Matsudaira disappeared just now, even he didn't see Uehara Matsudaira's movements clearly. It seems that Uehara Matsudaira's strength has increased again.

The Yin Yang Club was good at assassinating in strange ways, at this moment, only Feng Ling was standing in the center of the square, while Uehara Matsudaira was nowhere to be seen.

Feng Ling didn't panic, her mind spread and stretched little by little, and finally, Feng Ling's figure flashed and she stepped on the ground.

"Boom!"

A figure emerged from the ground, and a ray of light cut through the sky, causing a roar.

I saw Uehara Matsudaira holding a Japanese sword and staring at Feng Ling coldly.

At this time, Uehara Matsudaira was full of evil spirit, with a ferocious and terrifying face, holding the Japanese sword in his hands tightly, and with a loud shout, his figure slashed towards Feng Ling like a flash of lightning.

"brush!"

(End of this chapter)