Huang Shang stretched out his hand, touched Cheng Xin's head, and helped Cheng Xin comb her messy long hair at will, seeing Cheng Xin's state at the moment, he knew what she was being tortured into.

Feeling Huang Shang's gentleness, Cheng Xin's body trembled, and he was a little overwhelmed.

The turmoil in my heart quietly disappeared, replaced by a faint warmth.

's mother died early, and her father Cheng Chuanhai fought on the battlefield all the year round, and no one cared about her at all, which made Cheng Xin develop a self-reliant personality, competitive, and hot-tempered.

"I'll do it myself."

Cheng Xin was a little nervous, glanced at Huang Shang, dodged, and then tidied up his slightly messy long hair.

Huang Shang smiled, and then his body slowly turned around.

The gentle smile in his eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by a chill to the bone.

"This person is very strong."

Cui Ting saw Huang Shang's eyes, his eyes were slightly condensed, and there was no contempt.

His body leaned against the black-clothed young man to avoid Huang Shang's sudden killing.

"I don't want my scythe to be stained with too much blood, but you want me to do it, and I'm going to die."

Huang Shang's hand was placed on his waist, and immediately, the sickle was slowly withdrawn, and in an instant, the dazzling silver light flickered.

Hearing Huang Shangsu's words, the footsteps of the young man in black retreated slightly, and the whole person completely hid behind Cui Ting.

"What a piece of rubbish." Cheng Xin saw the movements of the young man in black, with a deep contempt in his eyes, this person regarded her as Huang Shang and insulted her with all kinds of foul language for a hundred days, but when Huang Shang really appeared in front of him, he was so frightened that he hid and didn't even dare to let out a fart.

Hearing Cheng Xin's insulting words, the black-clothed young man's face was extremely ugly, but he couldn't refute it.

He also hated himself, why did he tremble when he saw Huang Shang's eyes, and he didn't even dare to speak.

"You can't kill him."

Cui Ting stood in front of the black-clothed young man and said indifferently.

"He must die!"

Huang Shang stepped forward, and suddenly, the monstrous sword momentum once again fiercely pounced!

The strong sword qi made a whistling sound, and in this knife momentum, there was also a cold killing intent!

"Knife Momentum!"

Cui Ting's eyelids jumped, Huang Shang's combat power was far beyond his imagination!

"This shit."

Cui Ting secretly scolded the young man in black in his heart, because the young man in black once said that Huang Shang's strength was only three layers, but Cui Ting felt that Huang Shang's strength was at least four layers at this moment!

A fourth-layer cultivator who has mastered the sword momentum, even if Cui Ting is confident, he doesn't dare to say that he can win against Huang Shang.

"Fuck off."

The sickle in Huang Shang's hand was held on the ground, the tip of the knife rubbed against the ground, making a slight sound, and Huang Shang's eyes were still cold.

Cui Ting felt this increasingly powerful knife momentum, his face changed again and again, and finally, his self-confidence was completely crushed, Huang Shang's control of the knife momentum has reached its peak, and he can control the strength of the knife at will, which is really terrifying!

"Although my strength is not as good as yours, you still can't kill him."

Cui Ting didn't move, staring at Huang Shang deadly, for fear that Huang Shang would be killed in seconds if he didn't pay attention!

As soon as Cui Ting's words came out, the body of the black-clothed young man hiding behind him trembled violently, Cui Ting, he admitted that his strength was not as good as Huang Shang?

The young man in black chuckled in his heart, and a chill appeared on his back.

"Today, no one can save him."

A cold sound popped out of the corner of Huang Shang's mouth, his body pounced, and he swung away with a plain and solemn knife!

Cui Ting looked at this knife, without any fancy swords, but with an invincible momentum, he couldn't help but sigh.

Cui Ting directly let go, he couldn't catch this knife, so he could only dodge.

Although the black devil would not want the young man in black to die, Cui Ting understood that compared to the young man in black, the black devil obviously didn't want to see him die, and the black devil would not blame him.

Cui Ting dodged, and the young man in black was completely exposed to Huang Shang's scythe.

I saw Huang Shang's sickle pointed at his throat, and the knife was full of anger, as long as a knife gang, he could die without a place to be buried.

Feeling the coldness in his throat, the man in black swallowed his saliva and made a rumbling sound, and the cold sweat had completely wet his back!

"This is Tianyi Academy, within the academy, you can fight, but you are never allowed to kill."

The young man in black spit out a sentence with difficulty, and his speech was slightly slurred.

"I know." Huang Shang replied lightly, making the young man in black feel happy and a ray of hope emerged.

Huang Shang: "However, I also know that Tianyi Academy does not allow others to disturb the people who are cultivating in the cultivation stone room, and what have you done?"

Huang Shang's words made the black-clothed young man's eyes stagnate, and his heart became cold again.

"I admit that I broke the rules, but it doesn't seem to cause much harm, but if you kill me, it's completely different."

"Are you scaring me?" The sickle in Huang Shang's hand stretched forward, causing the black-clothed young man's body to tremble again, and the sweat on his forehead fell sharply.

"It didn't cause much consequence?" Huang Shang glanced at the haggard Cheng Xin, and said coldly to the young man in black:

"That's your opinion, in my eyes, the consequences you caused are worth more than your ten lives, your cheap life, kill it, and count it as a consequence?"

"You can't kill him."

Cui Ting next to him repeated this sentence again, and Huang Shang turned his head and looked at Cui Ting.

Cui Ting: "You can't kill him, otherwise, you will regret it." ”

Huang Shang: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I never regret doing things." ”

After speaking, Huang Shang's hand moved, which made Cui Ting suddenly startled, and shouted urgently:

"Wait!"

"Do you have anything to say?" Huang Shang's eyes swept Cui Ting's eyes, but he heard Cui Ting say solemnly:

"He's the Dark Devil's younger brother, and if you kill him, the Dark Devil won't let you go."

"Dark Devil!"

Hearing these two words, many of the crowds who came here to watch the excitement were shocked, it turned out to be a black devil!

Yuan Shan's gaze in the crowd also froze, of course he had heard of the life of the black devil.

"Huang Shang, the black devil is one of the top ten powerhouses of Tianyi Academy, and he rarely cultivates in this cultivation tower in general, and even if he is, he will be at the first layer."

Yuan Shan reminded Huang Shang in the crowd.

Black Devil, it's really hard to mess with!

Huang Shang's eyes flickered, staring at Huang Shang's black-clothed young man tightly, and a ray of hope appeared on his face:

"That's right, I'm the Dark Devil's own brother, and if you kill me, you'll die too."

"Idiot."

Huang Shang heard the other party's threatening words, his palm trembled, and suddenly, the sickle was directly sent into the other party's throat, and in an instant, everyone's eyes were all frozen there!

No one would have thought that after hearing the black devil, Huang Shang would so decisively wipe out the black-clothed young man with a scythe, without even the slightest hesitation.

The young man in black also did not expect that despair would come so quickly when his hope had just risen.

When Huang Shang's scythe stabbed him in the throat, his mind was still thinking.

He hated himself, why did he provoke Huang Shang, a bad star!

(End of chapter)