Chapter 3387 The Leader’s Little Ancestor Who Wears Books 39

Luo Liyan sneered and shook her head.

Situ Ran knew he couldn't continue talking to her, so he directly raised his sword and flew onto the stage.

When he moved, everyone started to move.

Luo Liyan wanted to pick a sword from the weapon rack nearby.

But Shangguan Zizuo grabbed her waist, threw her upwards, and actually raised his left arm.

Let yourself sit on his arm.

"Master Cult Leader..." Luo Liyan's eyes widened in shock, but her heart felt so sweet that it felt like it was about to melt.

"Hold tight!" Shangguan Zizuo's voice sounded low.

Luo Liyan knew his skills, but was worried that he couldn't handle so many people by himself.

After struggling for a while, he felt the big hand around his calf pinch lightly as if to remind him, and then he quickly hugged his neck.

This made everyone who was already humiliated by Luo Liyan's words feel even more contemptuous.

Their moves became more and more fierce.

Some people were so shameless that they specifically targeted Luo Liyan.

But even if they were outnumbered and their methods were despicable, there was nothing they could do to defeat Shangguanzi.

This battle lasted for at least two hours, and the entire competition arena seemed to be soaked in blood.

Shangguan Zi Zhuo lowered his head and glanced at the little girl sitting on his arm.

The pink embroidered shoes and skirt were stained with blood, which made the murderous intention in his heart rise again.

With a wave of the long sword, the people at the front completely stopped struggling.

Luo Liyan hissed and looked a little blank.

However, logically speaking, Shangguan Zizuo is only twenty-four years old this year. How can his martial arts be so much higher than those of these people combined?

She bit her lower lip lightly with her teeth, and her eyebrows knitted together.

After struggling for a while, Luo Liyan couldn't hold it back in the end. She put her head to Shangguan Zizuo's ear and asked softly, "Master Cult Master, you are so good at martial arts that you don't look like a human anymore!"

"If it's not a human being, then what can I be?" Shangguan Zizuo still had a cold breath all over his body because of the killing.

After answering the words of the little girl on his arm, he felt that he might be a little too fierce, so he took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness.

Then he explained without any concealment, "The Demon Cult has a secret that only the leader will know. If someone challenges the leader and wins, he can become the next leader. Moreover, the Demon Cult has its own set of techniques, and the previous leader can Pass all your skills to the next leader."

"Then...is there anyone who doesn't want to pass it on?" Luo Liyan asked curiously.

"Maybe! But I don't know, but my skills are combined with those of the previous two leaders. If someone challenges me and wins, I will not hesitate to pass on all my skills to him." Shangguan Zizuo It's a matter of course.

Since they lost, their chances of surviving were not high.

If he has cultivated enough skills to cause trouble in this world, he will naturally be willing to help the next one.

Luo Liyan knew that if she succeeded in being challenged, she would probably not end well, and her heart seemed to be squeezed tightly.

The pain was so painful that I stopped breathing.

"Then you must practice hard. You have to stay with me forever. You can't be defeated so easily!" She wrapped her arms around Shangguan Zizuo's neck a little tighter and said full of attachment.