John had a smile on his face, but his smile was a little weird, and he said threateningly: "Doctor Xue, you are going to return home soon. We really have no choice but to deal with you. But don't forget that these people behind you are

Live in Citiland.”

A faint smile suddenly appeared on Xue Dongli's beautiful face.

That smile is so beautiful that it is scary.

"Are you two threatening me?"

John said: "Doctor Xue, don't get me wrong, we are reminding you in a friendly manner."

Wei Canglin was about to take action, but Xue Dongli raised his hand to stop him.

Then, she suddenly released the pressure on her body and crushed the two referees.

John and the others couldn't resist for a moment, so they bent their legs and thudded, and even the wooden floor was broken by kneeling.

The two of them had their faces flushed, their foreheads swelled up, and they were trembling, as if they were pressing on their bodies with huge stones, as if they would be directly pressed into meat pie once they vented their strength.

Both of them were shocked.

They are all B-level psychics and are well-known figures in the referee. They were directly crushed by this woman, and there was no room for resistance.

It seems that the rumors are not fake. This woman can get rid of two demon clones by herself, and she is indeed very powerful.

"Doctor Xue, don't you really take our referee seriously?" John gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Xue Dongli slowly walked to them and said, "You don't take me seriously. Ask yourself, can you get rid of a demon clone at the level of Demon Lord by your own strength?"

The two were silent.

Xue Dongli walked slowly in front of them and said, "I killed two in a row, which shows how strong I am. Just because of you two B-level abilities, you dare to come to ask me for something.

He also threatened me, why don’t you ask yourself if you don’t take me seriously?”

The two of them felt that the pressure on themselves was increasing, John could still hold on, and Dean was bent down by being pressed.

"Since you threaten me, I don't have to be polite to you." Xue Dongli said in a cold tone, "This martial arts school is my friend. If anyone dares to touch it, I will cross the ocean to make him pay the price."

She stretched out her hand and the two felt a lighter on their bodies. Before they could be happy, they found that they had actually floated up.

They floated in the air, like floating in the water, their limbs dancing constantly, but they could not control their bodies.

"Go back and tell me what I said to the judge of the magistrate." Xue Dongli stared at them coldly and said, "I, Xue Qixuan, have always said that I will do what I said."

After saying that, she waved her hand and the two flew out, slamming heavily on the oil-boiling ground outside the door, smashing the ground into a big hole.

The two of them felt that the bones in their bodies seemed to be about to break, and they felt heartbroken.

Xue Dongdao: "Today I will just give you a little lesson. If there is another time, I will go to your judge and have a good chat with you."

The two knew that they were no match, and if they were consuming with her here, they could only bring shame on themselves. They could only swallow their anger, stand up, and quickly leave with the fingers of passers-by.

After the two left, Xie Guang was a little worried and said, "The referee has great power. I'm afraid that our lives will be even more difficult in the future."

Wei Canglin smiled faintly and said, "It's just a referee. Don't worry, they dare not attack you."

Xie Guang and others naturally didn't believe it, but they did not think about betraying Xue Dongli.

That night, in a cathedral in washington, d.c., John and the others lowered their heads in front of an old man in red and said, "That Xue Qixuan is very arrogant and does not take our referee seriously at all.

Judge, we must not let her go easily!”

The justice looked solemn, looking at them deeply.

They can't understand what the justice means.

"You guys go down first." said the justice.

The two of them did not dare to say much, so they agreed and retreated.

The judge asked a man in gray clothes beside him and said, "What do you think?"

"Your Excellency, now that the spiritual energy is reviving and there are more and more abilities, it is a good time for our judges to develop. We just want to establish our authority and let people all over the world know that our judges are invincible." The man in gray was the man in gray.

Justice and stern words.

"Allen, what level are you?" the justice suddenly asked.

The man in gray said: "Early stage of Class A."

"Can you deal with a demon clone at the level of Demon Lord alone?" the judge asked again.

Allen hesitated for a moment and said, "If I get to the mid-level A level and have magic weapons in my hand, I can fight."

"You can just fight." The justice leaned back slightly, leaned on the back of the chair, and said, "But they single-handedly removed the demon clones of the two demon kings. If we want to use such people to establish our power

, Have you ever thought about what price you need to pay?"

Allen frowned and said, "Do we really want that "The Truth of the Death Sutra"?"

"That scripture is very important to us, of course we have to get it back." The Justice said with a deep look, "but we have some solutions, and there is no need to have a head-on conflict with them."

He paused, his eyes became darker, and he said, "I have heard of this Xue Qixuan. Her strength is unfathomable, and the family power behind her is even more powerful."

He pointed to his head and said, "Allen, let's use your brain first when doing things in the future."

Allen had no choice but to say, "Yes, the Supreme Justice."

"Go down."

Alan walked out of the room, and the justice sat behind the desk and pondered. What should we do to force Xue Qixuan to hand over the "Mantra of Death"?

After thinking about it, I can only start from the Chinese area.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something, raised his head suddenly and looked at the opposite side.

In the dark shadows, a figure sat on the sofa.

No one knows how long he has been here, but he just sat quietly like a ghost.

The Justice narrowed his eyes slightly and reached his hand under the table. There was a scepter. This was his magic weapon, which was extremely powerful. Once used, it could directly destroy this four hundred-year-old cathedral.

"I advise you not to act rashly." The black shadow spoke, a male voice, and it was very nice. "The thing under your desk cannot kill me, it will only destroy the church in your courthouse. This is your foundation, yours

Where is faith, if it is destroyed, the referee's position will have no place to stand."
Chapter completed!