Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

"Captain Lieyan, breaking into other people's houses in the middle of the night is really the style of your supernatural organization. Those who stay in my Lei house tonight are all VIP guests of our Mr. Lei. As for the person you mentioned, I don't know where he is, nor do I know who you are looking for." The butler also followed suit. Facing the supernatural organization, he seemed to have no fear or intention of compromise.

Lieyan had never expected that a mere butler of the other party could recognize him at a glance and know his identity. He was surprised and did not dare to take it lightly.

"To be honest, butler, I'm not afraid of offending your Mr. Lei. The person I'm looking for is the VIP staying at your place tonight. Her name is Meng Zhiling." Lieyan is not the kind of person who is good at being polite and hypocritical.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I just arrived at your territory and someone from you came to look for me, and it was such an important person. Lieyan, long time no see. It seems that you are doing well now. You are finally no longer the runner-up?" Seeing this, Meng Zhiling knew that if she didn't show up tonight, she would definitely not be able to hide. Since she was here, why bother hiding? She would have to face it sooner or later.

But she had just felt a very strong magnetic field coming from far away when she was at a high place. It should be that many masters surrounded her at the same time. Meng Zhiling sneered. It seemed that they wanted to kill her before she was ready.

He frowned, not knowing what was going on with Qiao Surong. If nothing unexpected happened, he should be able to pull it off in time to perform the classic drama of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

As soon as the words fell, everyone looked up and saw Meng Zhiling falling from the sky in a black dress. Her skin was as white as cream, and even more crystal clear under the moonlight. Her cold and noble temperament had an innate kingly aura. Just a simple appearance shocked everyone, including the butler.

"Haha, junior sister, I didn't expect you to come so soon. We meet again. You have returned to your hometown and didn't come back to reminisce with us. Master said he missed you, so we brought him to see you." As soon as Meng Zhiling appeared, Meng Fan took a step forward and leaped in front of her. He spoke in an ambiguous tone. If you didn't know, you would think he had become a eunuch.

"Oh, Master? You're still alive! I thought you were dead, so I didn't go back to see you. I'm really failing in my duty as your disciple." Meng Zhiling raised the corners of her mouth in a contemptuous smile. Missing her? Or wanting her life?

They probably didn't expect that Meng Zhiling would dare to go to the United States alone this time. If she had stayed in China, with the protection of Yuan Yongkai and Qiao Surong, they really would have no way to deal with her.

However, being sheltered and escaping from others was not Meng Zhiling's character. Her life motto was revenge. How could she not avenge the vengeance that had taken her life? If she didn't, wouldn't she be wasting the chance God had given her to live a new life?

"Long time no see, you seem to be much more arrogant. You traitor, I feel it is a misfortune for our sect to call you master. Today, I will enforce justice on the behalf of heaven and clean up our sect." As the master said this, he raised the whisk in his hand and swept it lightly.

Meng Zhiling felt a huge energy wave coming in front of her. It was colorless and invisible, and it was so magical that it was impossible to tell what kind of supernatural power it was. However, it could kill people without them even noticing.

Fortunately, Meng Zhiling knew all of them, so she spoke to them without fear.

Just as the master took action, Meng Zhiling also flew up and jumped directly. Her body rose into the air. She looked into the distance, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, put the spoon necklace pendant in front of her neck in her mouth, and blew it confidently. Sure enough, as soon as her whistle echoed, she heard a crisp response. She smiled with satisfaction. This was the first and last time she asked him for help in this way.

At the moment, it's just to confirm his whereabouts, and it can't be considered a call for help.

"Come on together, take down this witch and clean up the mess." Meng Fan saw Meng Zhiling's confident look and her incomprehensible whistle, thinking that she was performing some tricks, and immediately gave nervous orders.

The white-haired master watched all this calmly, just like the master of this world, facing the life and death and battle of all people.

"Clean up the house, Meng Fan. Don't you think it's ridiculous to hear such words coming from your mouth? Who is the scum? You know it better than anyone else. But, I want to know, how is your injury after the last battle with me? Have you recovered? Don't ask yourself to take a break in the middle of a fight. We are not kids anymore." Meng Zhiling kept provoking Meng Fan with words, waiting for the moment when he would make the first move, and then she would take the opportunity. She understood all of Meng Fan's strengths and weaknesses, and knew that Meng Fan had extraordinary abilities and there were few people in the world who could be his opponents. However, she was the only one who knew that Meng Fan's only weakness was that it was easy for others to take advantage of him the moment he made a move.

Because his speed is a fatal flaw, if he doesn't seize the opportunity at that moment, it will be very difficult for him to find any chance in the subsequent fight.

Sure enough, Meng Zhiling's words were effective. Meng Fan's character was originally aggressive and impulsive. He was so moved by what he heard that he flew up and became one with the sword. Meng Zhiling stabbed straight at him. With such speed and strength, everyone present was worried for Meng Zhiling. However, only Meng Zhiling knew that his speed was not fast enough compared to hers.

Just as Meng Fan was about to take action, Meng Zhiling did not rest either. She flew over and wanted to kill Meng Fan before everyone could react.

Meng Zhiling's right hand transformed into a rattan whip, and her whole body went around behind Meng Fan. With a swing of the whip, she locked Meng Fan's head directly, and then with another fierce attack and a punch, a crater was left on the ground. Meng Fan hadn't fallen to the ground yet. It was conceivable how terrifying the power and speed were.

Before anyone could exclaim, Meng Zhiling rolled over again and retracted the whip. Meng Fan successfully landed on the ground, and the entire ground shook three times as if there was an earthquake.

Meng Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, which spilled onto the snow-white ground. From a distance, it looked breathtakingly beautiful.

"What's wrong? Senior brother, I didn't expect that after not seeing you for so long, your kung fu has only regressed instead of improved. It seems that your foundation was damaged last time." Meng Zhiling gently floated to the ground and clapped her hands, looking relaxed, as if she had just crushed an ant to death.

But only she knew that she won because of her speed. If she hadn't grasped that moment, she might be the one lying on the ground. But how could she give the other party the chance to understand her shortcomings?

Meng Zhiling originally wanted to press on with the victory, but how could the people from other supernatural organizations give her such a good opportunity? Even without the master giving the order personally, Meng Fan's confidants had already pounced on her.

However, just when they were planning to besiege He Wei, they encountered several powerful opponents before that. It was Phantom who brought Lie Yan and two other earth-level psychics to stand in front of Meng Zhiling.

"Lieyan, you..." Meng Zhiling had not expected the current situation at all. She originally thought that Lieyan's arrogance just now was to find trouble, but she didn't expect that he was really just looking for her. However, after that fight, it seemed that at least it could end the trip to the United States early.

"Captain Meng, there was a misunderstanding just now. Let's talk about it after the battle is over." Lieyan turned around and said cheerfully.

However, seeing Phantom's slight nod, Meng Zhiling should have thought of it. It seems that Phantom has made a great contribution. Not only did he accomplish what he had planned before, but he was also able to instigate several masters to come over. It's really awesome.

Thus, a fierce battle officially began. The supernatural organization had a large number of people, but they did not cooperate well. Although Meng Zhiling only had a few people, each of them could fight ten people at once. For a moment, it was difficult to tell who was stronger.

Seeing this scene, Master Meng became a little anxious. With a simple gesture, some figures emerged from the ground like Voldemort. No, those were not people at all. It was impossible to tell whether they were people or ghosts.

The wooden action of rushing forward regardless of everything reminded Meng Zhiling of the previous "zombies". No wonder, it turned out that the perverted controller of these beasts was the master, or at least his successor.

Many things that I had not figured out before suddenly became clear to me.

"Master, do you really want me to die?" Meng Zhiling frowned, still feeling a little sad.

"You should have died a long time ago. What's the point of saying this now?" Master Meng also looked helpless. In fact, he was very angry both inside and outwardly, especially now that Meng Fan was still lying beside him with all his tendons and veins broken. Even if he could survive, he would be a useless person in the future.

He could only blame Meng Zhiling for the hatred he felt for his most beloved disciple.

"Who is so arrogant? I think you are the one who deserved to die long ago." As soon as the master finished speaking, he felt someone strangling his neck. The voice was as low and cold as if it came from the ground.

He was startled and quickly took a deep breath, then raised his hand. After a wave of energy, the big hand on his neck finally loosened.

However, it seemed as if there was something hard pressing against his back. Just when he was about to move, the other party exerted force and Master Meng's heart was dug out. Then he fell to the ground, his eyes wide open.

The master's skills are not suitable for close combat. There is a legend that Master Meng of the supernatural organization is a person who has reached the pinnacle of skill. In fact, it is not true. Any disciple under his command can take his life if he can get close to him. However, getting close to him is a thousand times more difficult than killing him.

Seeing Master Meng fall down, everyone was shocked. Those who were originally full of confidence and wanted to take Meng Zhiling's head were now at a loss.

The eldest brother Meng Fanyi lay unconscious, and the master's heart was taken away. What should they do now?