This time, there was no spitting, it was just a slap!

It's like the wind.

I only heard a snap and slapped it hard!

It completely fell on Wei Liang's face.

Sound.

Crisp and loud.

At the same time, something spit out of Wei Liang's mouth.

It's teeth!

On the spot.

A slap fanned out seven or eight of Wei Liang's teeth.

Pain!

It hurts!

It hurts so much!

Wei Liang grinned in pain, and half of his face quickly reddened and swelled......

A simple and easy slap directly knocked Wei Liang's whole person into turmoil, and the soul power in his body was even more chaotic.

In the palm of your hand.

The condensed blazing flames are also gone.

The whole person was slapped to the side by Liu Fanfan.

After knocking over four or five desks with one face, he didn't stop.

I hit the wall hard, and I screamed "ah" before I fell down.

Miserable!

Very miserable!

The whole face was already full of hideousness and blood.

is just such a Wei Liang who everyone was afraid of and frightened before.

It's just a slap in the face of Liu Fanfan.

It's really a casual slap in the face.

That's what it looks like!

Such a scene can simply make the eyes of many people present twitch fiercely.

"You dare to hit my brother!!"

Present.

Meng Bo's face changed.

Big change!

In the entire grade, who doesn't know that he and Wei Liang are brothers and sisters and travel together.

Right now.

The two of them were called by Zhang Dagang to help Zhang Dagang beat someone, although this matter has not yet spread, but it will definitely be spread soon.

If you let people know.

The beating was just a child, but one of them was beaten to the ground.

Fame!

Dignity!

Face!

I don't want to!

Say anything, you have to get the field back!

"Bastard, I want you dead!"

At that moment, Meng Bo drew his sword.

The long sword in his hand was cold and cold, and the sword intent was compelling.

Directly pointed at Liu Fanfan.

Murderous!

Very heavy murderous aura.

Everyone felt that this murderous aura was coming from Meng Bo.

In the past, when Meng Bo taught people, he would cut off other people's fingers as punishment.

But this time, it's different.

Meng Bo doesn't seem to be planning to do that.

He just wants to kill Liu Fanfan!

If a child can't be taught, how can he mix it up in the future!

Immediately.

With a sword, it stabbed Liu Fanfan's throat fiercely!

Soon!

Very fast!

A sharp and sharp sword, fast, fast!

It was so fast that many people couldn't see how Meng Bo's sword was stabbed.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he was already stabbed in front of Liu Fanfan.

It was very close to Liu Fanfan's throat.

It's only a few centimeters away.

But.

But he couldn't stab it anymore.

At the same moment, Meng Bo's body, as if frozen, stood there, motionless.

His gaze.

It's full of confidence.

Full of pride.

The gaze full of resentment was completely frozen.

looked at Liu Fanfan.

Shiver.

Very trembling.

To be precise, it was looking at Liu Fanfan's fingers!

Now.

Liu Fanfan's two fingers were holding the sword stabbed by Meng Bo very accurately.

It's a sword!

Just caught in the middle?

Moment.

The people around were simply dumbfounded.

"Open...... Are you kidding. ”

"Meng Bo's sword was actually resisted, and it was still two fingers?"

......

Unthinkable.

It's unimaginable!

Wei Liang, who fell to the ground on the side, was still wailing for the pain on his body.

Angry, looking at Liu Fanfan's eyes, full of anger.

Originally.

He also counted on Meng Bo's sword, which could directly take Liu Fanfan's life, which made him feel a little happier in his heart.

But.

Now.

Silly!

His whole person seemed to be stupid.

Lying there, his body was motionless as if he had been pointed.

"Caught in the air?"

"Meng Bo's sword, under the sevenfold realm of soul attraction, is absolutely invincible, and it was actually caught?"

I was confused......

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

But.

In Wei Liang's mind, it was such an absolutely impossible thing, but it was so real in front of his eyes, making him watch it.

"Kill him, kill him! Meng Bo, don't stand stupid!"

Behind.

Zhang Dagang roared wildly.

He panicked, really panicked.

Very flustered.

It's not as calm as it used to be.

In his heart, at this moment, there is already a premonition.

A premonition that made him feel extremely dangerous.

If Liu Fanfan is not killed again, he himself will be very dangerous.

Quite dangerous!

I heard it.

Behind him, what Zhang Dagang said, Meng Bo heard.

The whole class heard.

But.

Meng Bo wants to move, can he still move?

If you stab forward, you won't be able to stab at all.

Pull it out, and you can't pull it out either!

Shock!

The ultimate shock!

"How can you have so much strength!"

"Let go, let go!"

"Or I'll cut off your fingers!"

Meng Bo's voice almost roared.

Incredible!

It's outrageous!

It's just a child, powerful, but it's too big to know.

This feeling made his mind feel chaotic!

This is not what a child should be!

on this.

Liu Fanfan also responded.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and the tone of his response was so disdainful: "You are in the same group as the juggler just now, right?"

"Grass! and the face asks how Lao Tzu has so much strength. ”

"Even a sword-wielding person like you can't handle it, that old man is still a fart. ”

Mad!

It's crazy!

Sword-playing?

That's right.

In the eyes of everyone, Meng Bo, who everyone fears, has amazing swordsmanship, and it is Meng Bo who has used such a sword to cut off the fingers of many students.

Now.

In Liu Fanfan's eyes, he is just a sword-wielder......

Followed by.

I only heard a "bang".

Liu Fanfan held the two fingers of Meng Bo's sword and moved.

It's just a gentle turn.

It's broken!

Relaxed.

Simply.

The entire long sword was broken into two in an instant!

"My sword!" Meng Bo couldn't help but exclaim.

In his hand, he held the handle of the sword tightly, and looked at the broken sword in his hand with burning eyes.

His hand holding the handle of the sword trembled.

Afraid!

Frightened!

In Meng Bo's heart, there were only these two emotions left, and there was nothing else.

"Just this broken sword, if it is broken, it will be broken, what is so rare. Liu Fanfan snorted.

It's just scrap metal.

The quality of this sword can be seen by Liu Fanfan at a glance.

For Meng Bo, it is a good sword of superior quality.

But.

Can it be compared to Liu Fanfan's [Blade of Weeping Blood]?

Not even one in a thousand.

Not even one in 10,000!

Million......

1 in 10 million......

Still can't compare!

In comparison, it is really just a piece of scrap metal that can no longer be scrapped.

Just now.

What Meng Bo said, Liu Fanfan could hear it clearly, and he also wrote it down.

There is a saying, cut off his fingers!

Grass!

It's so amazing.

In these years, the sword players are so inflated, want to cut off Lao Tzu's fingers?

If you don't teach a lesson, you really can't be a man.

Liu Fanfan picked the broken half-cut sword and flicked it lightly: "At this level, it's not necessary to engage in juggling, and you still want to cut off Lao Tzu's fingers?" ”

"Buzz".

The cold glow flickered, and then it went out.

In a flash.

The next second.

Blood, splash!

(End of chapter)