Someone from the Holy Light Academy?"

When Longchen saw the emblem, the corners of his mouth showed a slight coldness, looked at him, and said, "What, you have something?"

Hearing Long Chen's words, the golden-robed man was speechless, his eyes glanced around, and found that everyone around him also turned their heads, which made the little abacus in his heart fall short.

He originally wanted to break the identity of the dragon dust and make him the target of the public, so as to take advantage of the chaos to kill the dragon dust, after all, in his opinion, the temptation of true dragon essence blood must be extremely huge.

But what stunned him was that as soon as his words came out, everyone seemed to not understand the meaning of his words, and they didn't even move in the slightest.

It made him feel like he had punched cotton, and it was a feeling that made him unhappy.

But the words have already been spoken, and he can't take it back.

Besides, he is also a celebrity among the elite disciples of the Holy Light Academy, and if such a matter is spread out without a beginning or end, I am afraid that it will not be good for his reputation.

"Longchen, you robber, how many fellow Daoists have you robbed, today I, Zhao Yiyang, will do the right thing for the sky!"

As he spoke, his figure appeared on the surface of the water, standing on the opposite side of the dragon dust, the long knife in his hand flickered with cold light, his body was tall and slender, his hair was flying, and he looked like that.

It's just that Long Chen sneered disdainfully, and his words were not good, everyone present, out of those old guys who had been suppressed in strength and the eight great masters, and the others were really not taken into his eyes.

"You're worthy of me?"

Long Chen hugged Han Jiuling's willow waist with one hand, and a spear appeared in the other, and the next moment he sneered, and stepped lightly on the water with his toes, and suddenly, the opposite side exploded, and between the rolling splashes, his figure was like an arrow from the string swept in an instant.

Rumble!

In front of everyone's eyes, the golden light on his spear erupted, like an angry dragon going out to sea, breaking through the sound barrier and rushing fiercely.

"Dragon dust, suffer death!"

Zhao Yiyang was furious, this dragon dust is too arrogant, he doesn't take himself seriously, you must know that he is a real half-step true martial arts realm power, even if he is suppressed and cultivated, but it is not an existence that you can compete with in the seven-star heavenly martial realm.

Rumble!

In a fit of rage, he roared, the aura on his body exploded, and the rolling energy burst out like a tide, and at this moment he raised his long knife and slashed it fiercely, facing the spear of dragon dust head-on.

At this moment, the eyes of the whole audience widened, and even those mentors and other older generation powerhouses looked at them solemnly.

Dragon dust is famous, and many people want to see with their own eyes whether this dragon dust is as terrible as the legend.

In this way, in full view of everyone, two terrible attacks bombarded together.

Clang!

At the moment of impact, everyone saw a dazzling light erupt from the center of the battle.

Immediately after that, the huge waves on the sea were monstrous, and the rolling aura storm scattered in all directions, and a terrible scream suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterward, a man covered in blood flew upside down.

"It's Zhao Yiyang, he's defeated!"

Someone with sharp eyes saw Zhao Yiyang's figure flying back upside down at a glance, and couldn't help but scream with shock in his heart.

"Poof!"

Zhao Yiyang vomited blood and fell into the water in embarrassment, and everyone came back to their senses one by one, and when they looked at Longchen's gaze again, there was already less disdain and more solemnity.

Zhao Yiyang, a peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm who suppressed his cultivation, was unexpectedly defeated by a shot from Dragon Dust, if this was spread out, I was afraid that it would cause a big wave.

"Trash!"

Long Chen sneered, hugged Han Jiuling's figure in a flash, and appeared in the place where Zhao Yiyang fell into the water, and the soles of his feet stomped heavily on the water, and suddenly a huge wave of water erupted.

There is also a figure above the waves, it is Zhao Yiyang.

Long Chen's hand moved, and Zhao Yiyang was captured by him.

"Longchen, what are you going to do?"

Zhao Yiyang regretted a little at this time, why did he rush to come out just now, even if it was for his younger brother Zhao Baifeng's revenge, he was not in a hurry at this time.

"What are you doing?" Longchen smiled, "Since you call me a thief, wouldn't I be sorry for you if I didn't do what a thief should do?"

Hearing Long Chen's words, Zhao Yiyang's face changed greatly, "Long Chen, do you dare?"

"Hehe......"

Longchen didn't bother to say much to him, he directly took off his storage ring, and then, threw him on the water, and his figure appeared on the battleship of the Star Academy in a flash.

Seeing Longchen stepping on the battleship, all the disciples on the side of Xingchen Academy got out of the way, Longchen was a demon king of the mixed world, and at the same time, the defensive array on the battleship also opened.

"Holy ......"

The middle-aged mentor looked at Longchen with a smile on his face, Longchen's style was very much his appetite, so he had a good impression of Longchen, and when he saw Longchen coming, he also stood up with a smile, but before his title fell, Longchen waved his hand in an old-fashioned manner, "Don't call me that in front of outsiders, now I have only one identity, and that is the boss of the Flying Dragon Thief!"

When the other disciples around heard his self-introduction, they immediately felt that this kid was unreliable, the Holy Son was the Holy Son, what a glorious title, he actually looked disgusted, and many people wanted to beat him hard.

Holy Son, he is almost the next dean, with such a bullish identity, what else does he have to dislike?

Could it be that in his opinion, the Holy Son is not as good as his Rausch Flying Dragon Thief?

When the middle-aged tutor heard this, he thought for a while, then nodded, he felt that Longchen must have some plan for doing this, he knew about this guy, and he was a bit demonic.

"In that case, then I will call you the Dragon Boss......"

After calling out the three words Boss Long, his face not only felt a little hot.

"Well, that's good!"

Longchen smiled and said, "I don't know what the mentor is called?"

"Pang Xuan!" the middle-aged tutor smiled and reported to his home.

In this way, the two chatted again, Long Chen and Pang Xuan glanced at each other, the two nodded, and slapped a palm at the same time, and coincidentally, when the two of them slapped this palm, the big array happened to fall, and the people outside happened to see it clearly.

"Bang!"

With both palms banging, Long Chen squeezed his eyebrows at Pang Xuan, and then screamed and flew out upside down, and at the same time he scolded, "What a shameless Pang Xuan, isn't it just a battleship, if you don't borrow it, you won't borrow it, as for such an insult?"

And Pang Xuan's face twitched, and his face was solemn, "You are a thief, it's very good to let you board this battleship, don't get out of here!"

Hearing this, Longchen flicked his sleeves, took out a flat boat, and walked away......