Volume 2 Chapter 32 Are You Looking for Death?
Long Cheng was like a sharp arrow, rushing directly into the courtyard of No. 8. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Whoosh whoosh ......
Many old students at the peak of the Xuan Rank dodged in front of Dragon City one after another and intercepted Dragon City.
At the same time, there were also many old students who dodged to the back of Dragon City, blocked the door, and surrounded Dragon City.
"Cousin......!"
Jiang Xueqing walked towards Dragon City, but was stopped by two old students at the peak of the Xuan Rank.
Long Cheng's eyes were like lightning, and he shot away, and said coldly: "Are you looking for death? β
"Hahahaha......!"
An Baolong was the first to laugh: "What did he say? We...... Are we looking for death? β
The old students at the peak of the Xuan Rank also laughed along.
Even though Dragon City is the first freshman this year, these old students are all cultivators at the peak of the Xuan Rank, and their strength is not weak.
Moreover, some of them are even on the college list, and their strength is at the top of the peak of the Xuan Rank.
Especially An Baolong, who is the eighth master in the academy's list.
An Baolong, with hundreds of Xuan-level peak veterans, how could he take Dragon City, the first freshman, in his eyes.
An old student sneered and said: "When I arrived at Senior Brother An's residence, I still dared to speak wildly, hehe......!" Boy, are you stupid, do you think that being the first freshman is really awesome? Idiot! β
Long Cheng held the Xuanjie Sword in his arms, and the whole person stood proudly like a lonely peak, revealing the sharp edge of taxes, and his eyes were like a sword, pointing directly at An Capture Dragon.
Here, An Baolong is the one in charge.
Long Cheng's voice revealed a chill: "Let my cousin go!" β
Bang -
An Baolong kicked over the table in front of him, and Long Cheng looked at him, which made him very unhappy.
Among the seven or eight thousand students, ranking eighth on the academy list, it is conceivable how strong An Baolong's strength is.
The vast majority of old students were trembling and fearful when they saw him.
But Longcheng, a freshman, not only did not have the slightest fear when he looked at him, but was sharp and sharp, with a feeling of aggressiveness.
This is not the gaze of the weak.
Under this kind of gaze, as if he was the weakest one, An Baolong was of course very unhappy.
An Baolong's eyes, his gaze also contained the ultimate edge, and it was also the edge of comprehending the sword intent.
An Zhulong and Long Cheng's gazes were for tat, invisible sword intent collided, and the breath in the void was filled with a sharp taste.
"Boy, you want me to release your cousin, that's not what you said, you kneel down and kowtow first, let your cousin go, no problem." An Baolong said with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Qiangββ
The sword of Longcheng is out of the sheath, and the breath of the whole person is like the sword out of the sheath, which is even sharper.
"Since you are killing yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Long Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his battle spirit soared.
"Yo ......! In front of me, you still dare to do it? β
An Baolong sneered, waved his hand, and said, "Yang Song, give you a task, put him down!" β
An old student at the peak of the Xuan Rank looked overjoyed and said, "Yes, Senior Brother An, please rest assured, I will definitely make him unable to get up after he falls to the ground!" β
Yang Song, the peak cultivator of the Xuan Rank, has been enrolled for four years, and is ranked in the college list, ranking sixty-three!
His family, the Yang family, is also the big family of Ningshan County, and belongs to the top prefecture-level forces.
Yang Song was deeply honored to be named by An Baolong, in his opinion, this is An Baolong's value for himself.
The old students retreated on both sides, and Yang Song walked out, holding a spear, looking at Long Cheng with a cold gaze.
"Dragon City, when you became the first freshman, I heard that you had the strength to surpass ordinary Xuan-rank peak martial artists, hehe......!"
Yang Song stared at Long Cheng, smiled coldly, and said, "I don't know how much growth can I make after the three-month freshman period?" β
The students on the academy's list, even if they are the last, are much stronger than ordinary Xuan-rank peak martial artists.
Yang Song ranked sixty-three, and his strength was naturally even stronger, even though Dragon City could be said to be the strongest freshman in the last ten years, Yang Song did not pay attention to it.
If Jiang Xueqing is to be taken away today, it can only be through force, a big battle is inevitable, and Long Cheng has long been mentally prepared.
In the face of the battle, Long Cheng's heart calmed down, and what could be solved by force was not a big deal.
Long Cheng looked at Yang Song calmly and said, "I want to know, you can try!" β
The treasure spear in Yang Song's hand shone brightly, his eyes locked on Long Cheng, and shouted: "Boy, your eyes are really unpleasant, when you lie on the ground and can't get up, I see how crazy you are, take my 'Feiyun Marksmanship' move." β
When the words fell, Yang Song's figure moved, the treasure gun in his hand stabbed out like lightning, and the tip of the gun shook out the spear flowers, which couldn't be seen really, and people didn't know how to resist.
Feiyun marksmanship, ground-level martial arts!
Although Yang Song's Feiyun marksmanship is only an entry, it is also more powerful than Dacheng's Xuan-level martial arts.
Moreover, his cultivation has been cultivated to the extreme of the Xuan Rank, his internal breath is surging, and his body is also very powerful because of his cultivation of ground-level refining martial arts, which makes the power of this gun very terrifying.
Ninety percent of the peak martial artists of the Xuan Rank can't stop this shot!
Whether it is the old students in the courtyard or the old students watching the excitement outside the courtyard, they all cheered up and watched this shot intently.
They all wanted to know if this year's famous freshman would be able to resist a shot from the sixty-third place in the academy's list after three months of cultivation!
The gun clouds were like flying, and they stabbed in front of Long Cheng in an instant.
This shot came too fast, and Long Cheng didn't have any resistance, as if he didn't have time to react, he was about to be pierced through the chest by this shot.
The corners of Yang Song's mouth curled, and he secretly said in his heart What is the strongest freshman in the past ten years, it's just that, Lao Tzu has to make you fall to the ground with one shot.
As Yang Song's mind turned, the tip of the spear that shone with brilliant light suddenly pierced into Long Cheng's chest.
However, there was no blood splashing, and Long Cheng moved at the moment when the treasure spear entered his body, and his figure flashed, leaving only an afterimage in place.
Yang Song's confident shot stabbed him in the air.
Phewββ
Immediately after, a shocking sword light appeared!
This is an extremely dazzling sword light, the light is dazzling, with a peerless edge, flashing.
"Ahh Yang Song suddenly let out a miserable scream, the treasure gun in his hand fell, and a deep sword mark appeared on both wrists.
At the wrist, it was the blood artery, and suddenly the blood rushed wildly, making Yang Song feel that his life was passing rapidly.
Yang Song was horrified in his heart, terrified, and instantly drenched in cold sweat, the strength of his body seemed to be evacuated, his feet were weak, and he sat on the ground.
"Help me, come and save me......!" Jansson shouted in horror.
If left untreated, the blood on his wrists would have been draining enough to kill him.
Hiss -
Seeing this scene, whether it was the students of the Yuan League in the courtyard or the old students who were watching the excitement outside the courtyard, they couldn't help but gasp.