Qian Huaifan really regretted it at this time, and his intestines were blue.

He saw the killing intent conveyed by Xiang Chen's glance at him before, and of course he nodded, but he just wanted to give Xiang Chen a momentum, after all, even if Chu Jinpeng was at the same level, it was also a genuine ten-star martial artist who controlled the true yuan, and it was difficult for the ordinary nine-star peak to go back and forth in his hands.

I thought it would be a battle between you and me, but Xiang Chen smashed a punch and changed at will, smashing Chu Jinpeng like a paper paste.

"Demon, demon, you have hurt me." Qian Huaifan exclaimed secretly.

If Chu Jinpeng really dies here, it will be a bad dish, so the "Seven Star" Academy City must not start a war with Nanjing Safe City?

But one hesitation, he had missed the best opportunity to intervene, but the hairy face Lei Gong's mouth and legs were sharp enough, and this would have been killed.

……

"Junior, you dare! Stop me! ”

The hairy-faced Lei Gong shouted angrily, shouting on his mouth, and the soles of his feet were also windy, and he didn't stop for a moment.

Hurry up and hurry, and finally killed in time the moment before Xiang Chen's gilded cannon fist was about to blow up Chu Jinpeng's head, the hairy-faced Lei Gongzui grabbed Chu Jinpeng, who was so frightened, that he lost his color, and threw him behind him, and his thin body, which was not burly, greeted him.

"Junior, I'll let you stop, can you be deaf?!" The hairy face thunder mouth drank again.

Face to face, he saw Xiang Chen's lips move, and the dirty words such as "old dog", "troublesome", and "give me a death" completely blew up his long hair, which was already blown upside down.

Whether he thinks he is or not, you are the tutor of the twelve stars of the Seven Star Academy, and in the "Seven Star" Academy city, no student dares to talk back to him.

What's more, such a stinking scolding.

The hairy-faced Lei Gong was angry.

In the face of Xiang Chen's unabated punch, the hairy face Lei Gongzui lost one hand behind him, and the other hand was in front of him, and the twelve-star true yuan rolled out, with long hair on his face full of sneer: "The grasshopper shakes the tree, it's ridiculous!" ”

Boom!

When the gilded golden Shenwei arm smashed into the palm of his hand, the hairy face Lei Gongzui was still the peerless master who pointed out the juniors, and he was indifferent.

A wave passed quickly, and the thickness of the true yuan of the twelve-star martial artist was indeed not comparable to that of the ten-star beginner, but soon the hairy face Lei Gongzui couldn't calm down.

Again?

Wave after wave, wave after wave, Xiang Chen's on-the-ground cannon, which is a cannon explosion, is clearly a hundred giant cannons shooting alternately.

The hairy face Lei Gongzui was a little unbearable, although it was a bit embarrassing, but compared to being punched by a student, the so-called master demeanor was not so important.

Therefore, he also stretched out the other hand behind his back, and the two palms were stacked on top of each other, blushing to resist Xiang Chen's fist.

Boom!

When the strength always dissipates, when the gilded arm armor is shattered into bits of dark golden light and returns to heaven and earth, the last strength of the Hundred Stacks Cannon is also exhausted. Xiang Chen secretly said that it was a pity, his hundred stacks of cannons were always one stack lower than one stack, and the further back he went, the smaller the power became, and the twenty or so stacks behind him were already embarrassing and reused.

So it's not that he can really beat a hundred Chu Jinpeng with one punch, it's a bit too much to use bean bags as dry food.

"Question...... Not too! The hairy face Lei Gongzui said indifferently.

But Chu Jinpeng, who was behind him, could see that the gluteus maximus of his own division was still tense like an iron lump. He is crazy, and he still has some respect for the division commander of the Seven Stars, no matter how bad it is, the age is there.

Chu Jinpeng was a little shocked.

At the beginning, in order to establish the right to speak, the leader of the team knocked him to the ground in three or two strokes, and he didn't take a breath, but now, how can he ......

Chu Jinpeng didn't dare to think about it anymore, and if he thought about it again, his martial arts belief would collapse.

……

"You're a dead duck." Xiang Chen bowed down lightly and said.

"What do you mean?"

The hairy face Lei Gongzui eased up, and stood with his hands in his hands again, but he subconsciously felt that the junior in front of him, who had no respect for the elders, was afraid that it would be difficult to spit out any good words in his mouth.

"Dead duck, hard mouth." Sure enough, Xiang Chen smiled.

"You!"

Call!

Xiang Chen sighed lightly, the twelve-star martial artist is not simple, he is confident, but he is not blind, it is not easy to forcibly pick the head from the hands of the twelve-star martial artist.

So he planned to use a knife, a demon knife, and go down with a knife, and hack them all to death.

When he saw Xiang Chen leaning over and holding the handle of the knife in his hand, Nanda, who was watching the battle, couldn't sit still.

Fierce, too fierce!

I can't help but blow you up, the student can't beat the teacher? Then keep hammering the teacher! Want to stop? No one can stop them!

Idol, absolute idol.

Those imitators of Xiang Chen in the past threw the imitation knife on the ground, learning the form and not learning the essence of the essence, what is the strength, if you want to learn this fierceness!

In the next month, the frequency of brawls at NTU exploded, and often the two would fight together like a chicken blood regardless of time, place and place if they didn't get along at a glance. The sound of "battle" all over the campus made the tutors of NTU not know whether to cry or laugh.

"Brother Chen, hack to death!"

"Cut him, cut that old dog!"

"After cutting the old dog, cut the puppy, kill the seven stars after cutting the puppy, rob their women, and burn their house!"

Everyone turned their heads one after another, their faces were wonderful, where did this bandit embryo come from? The cowman who shouted was also blushing, and shouted smoothly.

……

When Xiang Chen's palm was lightly rested on the handle of the knife, the moment his eyes narrowed, the beads of sweat on the back of Lei Gong's mouth with a hairy face were about to form ice ballast.

When he cultivated to this realm, his perception of danger was instinctive, and his instinct told him to flee at this moment.

It was as if some great terror was about to befall him.

The hairy face Lei Gongzui thinks it's ridiculous, a hairy boy who has just entered the ten stars, let him escape? He doesn't run away, he wants face.

"Pull out the knife, the goose won't return!"

The essence light in Xiang Chen's eyes was about to overflow, his body blurred instantly, and the wrist holding the demon knife was violently raised, and a bit of demonic cold light came out of the rag scabbard.

The flowing cloud pattern bright steel knife surface is about to come out again, and the hairy face Lei Gongzui is already like falling into an ice cave, and Qian Huaifan in the distance is eighty zhang away and feels a chill.

"A knife that cut off your head......"

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the chill around the hairy face Lei Gongzui receded, and he staggered a few steps on his hind legs, almost slumping on the ground.

Xiang Chen mentioned that half of his wrist couldn't move no matter how hard he tried, and the demon knife, which was already one-third out of the sheath, was pressed back into the scabbard little by little under the downward pressure of the old but strong palm.

The true yuan in Xiang Chen's body, which was burned away due to demonic energy, also slowly fell silent.

"Grandpa!" He Yixuan exclaimed.

Stopping Xiang Chen, it was He Chuan, who rushed to the fire in a hundred meters.

"Xiang Chen, I haven't seen you for two years, you embryo-killing temperament, it's really not the same as it was back then." Seeing that Xiang Chen had finally stabilized, He Chuan slowly let go of the palm holding his wrist, "These two people, you can't kill them, if you kill them, it's going to be a big problem." ”

Qian Huaifan saw that He Chuan was out of the horse, and he couldn't sit still and ran over with his buttocks.

"You, you, you, what do you want me to say, the first few are scrapped, if Chu Jinpeng is really hacked to death by you, the old guy from Seven Stars will find you desperately!" Before he could run over, Qian Huaifan's loud voice was torn apart.

Xiang Chen smashed his mouth with a little pity, He Chuan blew it up, it seemed that it was really no fun, but he glanced at Qian Huaifan, who was the first to sue the wicked, and suddenly pretended to be innocent and said: "Principal, I am really wronged, it was clear that Dean Qian asked me to be ruthless just now." ”

Qian Huaifan was suffocated, and almost slapped this nonsense-ridden kid into the ground.

Sure enough, He Chuan gave him a warning look that you looked good afterwards, so that Qian Huaifan had nowhere to complain.

"It's good to be back." He Chuan was finally relieved, and reached out and pinched Xiang Chen's shoulder.

In front of this, Xiang Chen is naturally obedient like a schoolbag student, this is related to his lifelong happiness, if it weren't for the wrong scene, he would have tried to call "grandpa" in advance.

"Don't leave yet, waiting for me to send you?"

He Chuan's words were naturally said to the hairy face Lei Gongzui, and he was obviously extremely disgusted with such a person who was tired of smashing people everywhere.

Seven Star Academy came to Nanjing in high spirits, but it was grizzled.

The seven sons of Yaori, who should have been the center of focus, are the one who can still stand, the one who may stand, and the one who may be standing, living out of a silent little pitiful.

No matter what kind of momentum they have created before, how many colleges and universities they have crushed, once they are defeated, everything will be over. You don't have to think about it to know what kind of mocking gaze the colleges and universities in various safety cities will look at them, and Qixing will inevitably shrink back to the fate of their own one-third of an acre of land again.

……

Xiang Chen is very embarrassed now, and he doesn't look like an unstoppable madman on the playground in the afternoon.

The enthusiastic younger brothers and sisters are still second, and the key is that Li Zitong and Wang Shilei are really not used to him, and they lead a group of fans to clean him up.

It's a good on-campus cafeteria, the roof of the house has to be lifted by them, and the wine bottles on the ground don't know which god brought it in.

Qian Huaifan also took the time to take a look, not to get involved in the party of these little guys, but to throw a martial arts bracelet to Xiang Chen and Ding Yi, who was drinking alone in the corner with a knife.

In the end, Nanda in Nanjing has a bit of a hand and eye to the sky, this kind of thing, just get two.

Ding Yi said to Xiang Chen that he should leave him alone, and the latter also hurriedly got rid of the overly enthusiastic crowd and slipped away quietly.

……

Lush, the moonlight shines through the scales of branches and leaves to outline a mysterious picture on the ground.

Xiang Chen Zhenyuan agitated, shook the alcohol in his body and the smell of alcohol all over his body, tiptoed, trying not to make too much movement.

Under a twenty-storey dormitory building, Xiang Chen froze and suddenly shrank into the shadows next to him, just avoiding the dormitory manager's aunt's sharp little eyes that seemed to be like radar to identify male figures.

That's right, this is the women's dormitory of NTU.

It has a nice name, Mingcui Building.

There is no need to take the stairs, the master naturally has the way of the master, Xiang Chen jumped up on the spot, any protrusion in the building can become his borrowing point, a swish, Xiang Chen hung like a big black mouse outside the window of the bedroom on the north side of the seventeenth floor.

With a strong waist, he easily flipped to the outer window sill, Xiang Chen reached out and pressed on the lock of the window, his wrist shook, and the exquisite control of Shenlitong was a perfect match for unlocking.

Click!

It's on!

Gently opening the window, Xiang Chen jumped into the women's dormitory, if he was seen by his peers, he couldn't help but show exclamation, and praise "what a thief of incense" while shouting well!

In fact, it was not that Xiang Chen was really an obscene person, but the main playground, when Xiang Chen was dragged to a party by a group of old friends, He Yixuan did not participate, but left a bedroom number and left in a hurry.

Xiang Chen couldn't figure it out, and could only understand it as some kind of hint of a nocturnal tryst.

This is really a misunderstanding of He Yixuan.

It was really because Xiang Chen didn't have a contact information at that meeting, and the little girl anxiously washed away the bloody breath of this body, and dressed up to make an appointment with her sweetheart, so she left the bedroom number to let Xiang Chen communicate in the building at the aunt who was the dormitory manager downstairs.

However, he left in a hurry, and he didn't explain a word clearly, so there was a big misunderstanding.

Xiang Chen, a bold man who regarded the women's bed as nothing, directly broke in like a stunned person.

……

The house is not big, it is not a thatched house, but it is not related to the green being touched by the leopard, and it is really impossible to see that this is the residence of the principal's granddaughter.

Fortunately, it is a single bedroom, and there is no shortage of foundations such as independent bathrooms.

He Yixuan's home is actually in the North District, but since two years ago, she has rarely gone back. First, I don't want her bloody anger to disturb her family, and secondly, I also want to block out all the endless persuasion.

It's good to live alone, to be alone, to be alone, to fight alone.

It's inevitable to be lonely, but she can fill it with longing.

Xiang Chen sighed lightly, and touched the dresser that was all covered with a thin layer of ash, this stupid girl must have waited for him very hard.

Plain-faced, a girl of this age, who doesn't love beauty, but He Yixuan's little face is hung with flesh and blood splashed by strange beasts all day long.

Sometimes he doesn't want his brain to be so bright, but after a few glances, He Yixuan's life in the past two years has been sketched out in his mind.

Bang la la blah.

Xiang Chen's body stiffened.

The damn sound of running water, he had a sense of foreboding.

The water stopped, the door opened, the light shone into the room, and the wet steam scrambled out of the bathroom.

With full mental power, Xiang Chen's eyes were like falcons, and he swept the room.

There's no way to hide!

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Xiang Chen simply shrank into the corner and covered his eyes.

It's just that the fingers that are not very tightly knit betray the coquettish energy in his heart to some extent.