The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master-Chapter 125 - 125 City Defense Army

125 City Defense Army

Wherever Beiting Huang passed by, everyone would kneel and retreat. They consciously made way for Steve. Steve’s sorry figure appeared in front of them. Beiting Huang’s punch was really ruthless. His clothes were tattered as if he had been bitten by a wild beast. As he was severely injured, his body was limp like a pool of mud. His face and chest were covered in blood. Even though all his energy had been sucked out, he still struggled to retreat when he saw Beiting Huang coming over. He muttered, “You can’t kill me. You can’t kill me. I’m the City Lord’s brother-in-law. You can’t kill me…”

“Is that so?”

Beiting Huang curled her lips into a smile. In the eyes of the crowd, her originally cold and murderous aura became especially evil. It was like a cat catching a mouse and not eating it for the time being. It was used for fun. This was even more terrifying. A Reaper’s Scythe hung above her head. No one knew when it would fall. This feeling of extreme fear could make people collapse at any time.

Beiting Huang stepped on Steve’s chest and exerted a little force with the tip of her foot. She spat out a mouthful of blood. Steve coughed violently, but his strength was exhausted. His face was as pale as paper as he struggled like a fish out of water. He opened his mouth, but he couldn’t beg for mercy.

!!

Beiting Huang didn’t want to hear him call her grandfather. Steve deserved to die!

She exerted more force with his foot. With a crisp crack, a rib was broken. Pain came from his body. Steve let out a tragic cry of pain. Immediately, birds left the forest and beasts fled. The world echoed, making people think that they had entered hell on earth.

Everyone was trembling. It was indeed very cold in the cold winter, but at this moment, the Grim Reaper was in front of them. They were trembling so much that they could only hear the sound of their teeth chattering. Barde and the others had already prayed to Steve’s ancestors countless times in their hearts. This fool. Why was he still so stubborn at this time? Would it kill him to call this kid grandpa? ƒ𝘳ee𝔀e𝚋n૦𝐯el.c𝗼𝓂

All they wanted to do was to send the God of Slaughter, Beiting Huang, away as soon as possible. These people were all people who had lived for decades and had been out all year round. Who hadn’t experienced life and death situations before? However, no one could make these people so afraid now. These people could clearly see the murderous aura emanating from Beiting Huang. If he didn’t walk out of a pile of dead people, he couldn’t suppress such a thick murderous aura.

It could be seen how ruthless this kid was!

Crack! 𝘧𝑟𝘦𝒆w𝚎𝙗nov𝘦𝗹.𝐜o𝓶

The sound of a second rib breaking was followed by an extremely tragic cry of pain. Everyone’s nerves were so tense that they could not react. That was the limit. Among the dozen or so Spirit Masters and Sword Masters, there was not a single woman, but at this moment, someone cried out.

Only crying could relieve this unbearable pressure.

Beiting Huang turned around and glanced at the people kneeling behind her. Just as she was about to tell them to get lost, her ears twitched slightly, and a wicked smile appeared on her lips. Her eyes became colder and colder, but she slowed down slightly. She wanted to see if this large group of people riding wildebeests came from the City Lord Manor to save this beast under her feet.

These people were still hundreds of meters away. At the same time that Beiting Huang noticed them, Thunderbolt also sensed them and quickly transformed into a cute little puppy. Its ruby-like eyes gently turned and pounced on Beiting Huang, landing on her shoulder.

Those people came very quickly. They were a group of about 30 people dressed in the uniform of warriors and equipped with the same weapons. They looked like the city defense forces of the Magical Beast Fortress. Led by a handsome young man in his twenties, they barged into everyone’s line of sight. When they saw the people who were there, including Steve, who was on the verge of death at the feet of Beiting Huang, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.