Songming stood still, shocked and speechless, and he was shocked by three things: first, he didn't expect that Barbarossa was actually the son of General Nanzhao; second, when the father and son recognized each other, the son wanted to kill Lao Tzu on the spot; Third, the dignified One Piece is actually brain-dead, just kill Lao Tzu if he kills Lao Tzu, but he doesn't aim in the direction, and slashes blindly with his beard at the air. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In addition to being shocked, Song Ming finally had a matter on his mind - Redbeard turned out to be so named, high, really high!

At this moment, facing Ye Lan's questioning, he only replied boredly:

"Performance art, maybe? Either it's myopia, and many of my classmates have taken off their glasses to urine. ”

It was only after a while that Barbarossa realized that something was wrong.

Although he saw the blood light, the beard in his hand did not have any touch to cut off the human body, as if it was sweeping in the transparent air, he hurriedly rubbed his eyes, and when he looked at it, the blood light gradually disappeared, and Gilface Nanzhao was standing firmly in front of him on the right, looking at him with a strange look.

"Wu'er, I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for twenty years, you are self-taught and already have this level, I am very pleased to be a father, but it is a pity that you have fallen into the murderous way, killing too many innocent lives indiscriminately, your potential is too great, so that you have the illusion that you can kill me, it is better for your father to let you die here today."

Nanzhao's voice did not fall-

Acting on his behalf, with the screaming of the engine, he instantly turned sideways, and his right arm turned into a rocket launcher like a transformer, and with a boom, a cannon hit Barbarossa's head.

Barbarossa was unmoved.

As the captain of a boat, Barbarossa still has basic calmness, and of course it may be too late to react.

His head, which was about to be blown to slag, was still pondering at the moment, why his eyesight was intact and he suddenly hallucinated, and he didn't pay attention to the flying rockets, and suddenly, he remembered a nickname from his father he had heard when he was a child-

The South of the Light!

It dawned on him that he had found the answer, but it was too late to be shocked, and a rocket smashed straight into his head.

As the crowd held their breath, expecting the great villain to be shot in the head by a rocket, a sword light pierced the air.

No one could see what was going on, and in an instant, the rocket split in two.

One "clang" fell on the host stage, and the other "boom" rolled off the host stage.

Like this cannonball, the majestic right arm, which can be easily dismantled even by a nuclear bomb, is also in an instant-

Divided.

The shadow of the sword is as swift as the wind, fleeting.

Except for the sharp roar of the blade cutting through the air, no one could see the sword body clearly.

The guests on the host stage frowned one by one, and their faces suddenly became solemn.

Suddenly enraged, he raised his left hand, and towards the distance, he raised a nuclear weapon - it was a small neutron bomb.

The crowd held their breath.

The neutron bomb is just about to be launched -

Suddenly, a sword came from the west, and his head fell to the ground.

There was no blood, only the sound of stabbing electric sparks, and the sonorous sound of the iron head falling to the ground.

The crowd gasped, and almost no one saw the whole process clearly, just staring at the shocking ending, sweating.

Only Barbarossa grinned, withdrew his iron fist, straightened his beard, and asked to the left:

"Do you dare to come any later, you bastard?".

The eyes of the crowd then moved to the left of the main platform.

All the surrounding guards were lowered to the ground.

A person walked slowly, the carved robe fluttered in the wind, the blonde hair was as bright as the stars, the waist was equipped with a seven-foot black sword, the length reached the foot, the sharp sheath tip dragged the ground, the "thorns" sounded, rubbing out an exaggerated spark, straight to the blind.

Only a few people will look into this person's face—

It was a face with extremely neat facial features, but an extremely languid complexion, a sloppy beard, dull bags under the eyes, and a dark gray skull mask hanging on the side of long flowing hair.

I saw this person walk up to the stage, slam the scabbard on the ground, and said lazily:

"Don't complain Captain, those three guys (the Three Musketeers) will make me look for them."

……

After a while, someone in the crowd recognized the face and trembled:

"Sword, sword man, this guy is a sword man-Soderman!"

General Nanzhao was standing far away at the moment, but his old face was extremely calm:

"Man, it's not like a general, you say, Ace."

The Ess in Nanzhao's mouth refers to the chief hunter of the solar system, Sir "Damilian Escudero", who is medium to short, with dull black hair, slightly freckles on his face, and a pair of small blue and deep eyes, which make people intuitively feel terrifying.

I saw that at this moment he frowned and grinned:

"yes."

Seeing that Soderman had once again snatched everyone's attention, Barbarossa was so anxious that he no longer dwelled on what had just happened, and held his right hand with his left hand, activated the Dao Talisman, drove the Dao device, and chanted loudly:

"Beast blood boiling!"

The launch of the Dao technique is never instantaneous, the higher the cultivation, the faster the speed, through the Dao Talisman or the Dao weapon, then there are more layers of procedures, and the speed is naturally slower, but Barbarossa's Dao weapon is relatively advanced, after the Dao technique is launched, it is almost less than half a second, and the Dao power quickly covers the range of dozens of zhang in a radius, and even the Song Ming in the distance has been disturbed.

Song Ming intuitively felt that the blood around his body was hot, almost boiling, the qi and blood in his body were surging, gurgling, jumping straight to his mouth, and when he was about to suffocate-

I saw a man wearing a black robe and wearing a sword on his waist on the presiding stage, and he slashed his sword horizontally:

"Mingyindao, air shock!"

With a bang between heaven and earth, Barbarossa's tall body and the surrounding air were violently shaken, the soles of his feet became weak, and even the bearded man fell from the hosting platform, and the boiling blood dao technique he cast also lost its effect.

The crowd within a radius of ten zhang was suddenly rescued when they were about to suffocate, and their eyes brushed at the man in black robe on the stage.

None other than the chief hunter Damilian Escudero!

The deep blue triangular eyes, glittering with a terrifying red glow, stared at Soderman as if he had seen prey:

"Barbarossa is just a small person, and it's you who I want to kill, Soderman."

Soderman, however, did not seem to have the will to fight, and withdrew his sword from its scabbard, his face extremely lazy:

"Our Redbeard Pirates are only going to deal with Nanzhao today, can you don't come and join in the fun?"

Escudero snorted coldly and raised his sword.

Seeing this, Nan Zhao hurriedly shouted:

"Do you want to cripple the ears of all the students present?".

Escudero looked at him disappreciatively:

"Isn't it their Daogen that you care about more?"

Then he raised his hand and drew his sword.

The piercing scream instantly dispersed, and as Escudero's blade was pulled out inch by inch, the scream suddenly turned sharp, almost piercing all eardrums.

Even most of the guests on the host stage stood up with their swords, not daring to face the screaming sound.

The disciples in the audience covered their ears one after another, and hurriedly opened their mouths to avoid the eardrum being punctured instantly, but this could only be slowed down slightly, and as the screaming intensified, soon someone was dizzy and bleeding from the eardrum.

This is no longer such a simple thing as mutilating people's eardrums, this is to be slaughtered!

If that sword blade is completely pulled out, none of the people below the Feather Transformation Realm in the venue will survive!

However, although this screaming sound is strong, it is still slightly inferior to the heavy pressure of the water pressure on the eardrum under the water pressure of three hundred meters of water in the death training ground, Song Ming is holding a vine leaf at the moment, and he looks indifferent:

"Was this guy turned out to be a villain?".

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