1530: C1530 Kneel down Before My Boss

C1530 Kneel down Before My Boss

chapter 1530. - First, kneel down to my boss.

Before the people of the various sects in the hall could understand what was going on, Old Devil Moyer had already opened his cephalo-!

They blankly watched as the Jinbao floated back to Zhang Xing's side, as well as Old Devil Moyer's headless corpse. It seemed like the path within the cephalo- had been cut short.

As for the dozen Demons disciples who had just returned to Mo Ye's side, they were all dumbfounded.

The old ancestor died just like that? He didn't even have the strength to fight back?

He couldn't even transform?

How was this possible? ......

Their faces turned pale. They could not believe that this was real.

A moment later, those dazed people from the various sects suddenly realized that this was real. The old devil was dead, they were saved!

Coax!

They immediately cheered!

They were all crying tears of joy!

The elders of the various sects took the lead and walked in front of the Jinbao. They respectfully cupped their hands and bowed, speaking in unison.

"Thank you, senior, for saving us. Please accept our bow!"

As he spoke, he was about to kneel down and kowtow.

"Wait!" The Jinbao raised its hand to stop him.

Then, it looked around at the crowd.

It turned around and looked at Zhang Xing, "You all still have to thank my boss. If it wasn't for the fact that my boss couldn't bear to see you all die here, we would have left long ago."

"I believe that Old Devil Moyer won't be able to stop us."

Oh!

After Zhang Xing heard what the Jinbao said, he couldn't help but look at him in a new light.

The Jinbao had grown up, and now it understood the ways of the world!

All the elders were stunned.

"Your boss?"

They looked at Zhang Xing.

The attire of a Tai Ah Sword Sect disciple was inconspicuous among the ten of them.

He was actually the boss?

Although he was somewhat confused, the strength of the Jinbao was still there. What he said was absolutely not to be doubted.

All the elders rearranged their clothes and knelt down before Zhang Xing, kowtowing.

"Thank you senior for saving us. We will remember this! If Predecessor needs us to do anything in the future, we will not hesitate to die!"

"All of you, get up. Saving you is just a convenient thing. No need to be polite!"

Zhang Xing said faintly.

"Predecessor's convenience is a matter of life and death to us. We will definitely remember it in our hearts!"

Then, they got up and tidied up their clothes. With solemn eyes, they knelt down and expressed their gratitude to the Jinbao.

At the same time, the disciples of the various sects also followed behind them and knelt down to express their gratitude.

Zhang Yu and the people from the Tai Ah Sword Sect who had flashed to both sides felt that their value had doubled, and their faces were glowing.

They had never thought that FISH would have such a powerful little brother.

If he hadn't become a senior at such a young age, he would have already prepared for the worst. He would have already arranged for a contingency plan.

Predecessor was Predecessor, and his actions were perfect!

Plop! Plop! ......

The dozen Demons disciples suddenly knelt down in front of Zhang Xing from afar.

"Predecessor! We were also threatened by the other Demons disciples. If we don't listen to their orders, they will expose our identities.

Actually, we have already treated ourselves as Homo sapiens! "

" That's right, Predecessor was sent into the Homo sapiens to live since he was young. He is already a member of the Homo sapiens! "

“......”

More than a dozen Demons disciples were showing off their emotions, showing off their mucus and tears.

It was not an exaggeration to call them acting elites.

Just now, they were still acting like victor, as arrogant as they could be.

When they saw that Old Devil Moyer was dead, they immediately changed their faces.

One had to say, they had been hiding for so many years, and their acting skills were already enough to win the Best Actress Award on the Xuanwu Continent.

But by doing so, it was clearly useless.

"Shut up! You Demons spies should be minced into a thousand pieces."

"Right! We can't let them go! How many of our fellow disciples have died because of them! Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

“......”

The crowd was stirred up. The more they spoke, the more excited they became.

"Go to hell!"

Suddenly, a disciple took out a Flying Sword.

Puchi!

A defenseless Demons disciple who was kneeling on the ground had his head separated from his body on the spot.

Following that, the other Sword Sect disciples also attacked one after another.1

For a moment, miserable cries were heard repeatedly. ......

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