The leaves fell, the blood mist was related, and the little stupid body slid down the trunk of the tree.

At this moment, a dazzling white light flashed away, and in an instant, it flew in front of Qing Cang.

At this moment, the cold light was cold, the spikes burst out, and the momentum of the sharp roar was like a blow piercing the sky.

Seeing this, Qing Cang snorted coldly, slapped his big hand in front of him, and in an instant, the strong wind swept across and lifted the dust.

I only heard a "pop", and the figure of the little mink went upside down, a blood line pulled down the trunk, and the snow-white hair of the little mink was dyed red.

It came suddenly, and suddenly it was unguardable.

From Qing Cang's shot to Xiao Ben and Xiao Mink were swept away by it, but in an instant.

At this time, a bear and a mink slumped under the tree with a gloomy expression, their blood-stained bodies shocking, and the sky was pitiful.

The people around the row were already stunned and stunned, and their tongues couldn't get off the bridge.

Shi Dabiao sat quietly, and the Yantian pen was held in his hand and hovered in the air.

"Hmm!"

The little stupid shook his head and slowly stood up, his eyes glazed with confusion, and blood couldn't stop oozing from the corners of his mouth.

It looked at Qing Cang stupidly, and its appearance was no longer the naïve and cute it used to be, but dumb and stupid.

No one present could understand the little Ben Shicai's "hmm" words, but the little mink could understand it, and it was precisely because he understood that the little mink's eyes were filled with wet mist.

After a pause, the mink's eyes slowly narrowed, and the little guy lowered his head, and his shrunken body was motionless like a blood cell.

"Hmm!"

Ben looked left and right for a moment, focusing his attention on the mink, he stretched out his bear claws and gently shaved at the mink.

Seeing that the latter did not react in the slightest, the little fool's eyes shrank, and he became interested, squatted down to take care of himself, and began to move back and forth on the little mink.

Such a scene is chilling and sad.

Everyone was not blind, their senses were extraordinary, and they could naturally see that Qing Cang had two palms, one palm beat the little bear stupid, and the other palm beat the little beast to death on the spot.

The ruthlessness of the attack makes people tremble.

In this regard, Qing Cang was disdainful and said coldly: "The two beam-jumping beasts dare to gnash their teeth in front of the dean?"

After that, he looked at Shi Dabiao.

At this moment, Shi Dabiao sat as before, sitting quietly, and even the hand holding the Yantian pen did not tremble in the slightest.

Qing Cang swept his eyes, and the people shrouded in his gaze were all dodging, frightened, frightened and unnatural.

Qing Cang said, "Who is here from the Saint King Academy?"

When the words were spoken, no one responded, and there was silence all around.

Qing Cang's eyes widened, and he said sharply, "Among you, who is from the Saint King Academy?"

This loud shout came out, and two eyes suddenly fell on Shi Dabiao in the middle of the scene, followed by the rest of the people who also looked at Shi Dabiao.

Qing Cang paused slightly, and turned to look at Shi Dabiao.

At this moment, Shi Dabiao is still the same as before, his expression is as usual, he doesn't move his pen, and the whole person seems to be petrified.

Qing Cang said, "Are you from the Saint King Academy?"

Shi Dabiao did not respond.

Qing Cang's eyebrows were raised, and he slapped his palm on the table, and shouted, "Let me ask you if you are from the Saint King Academy?"

In his anger, Qing Cang only felt a tingling pain coming from his palm, and the table that was slapped by him was not broken in the slightest.

Because he was angry, he ignored this and looked at Shi Dabiao angrily, waiting for the latter to give him an answer.

The next moment, Shi Dabiao, who had made a wood carving clay sculpture, moved, he slowly stood up, and looked back at the little stupid and the little mink.

At this time, the little stupid and the little mink, one was moving in a daze, and the other was lying on the ground without breath.

Shi Dabiao turned sideways, stared at Qing Cang and said, "You can hit me, but you shouldn't hit them, and you should still be in front of me." ”

Qing Cang was already angry, and when he heard Shi Dabiao's nagging words, he was even more angry: "Are you deaf? Let me ask you if you are a teacher from the Saint King Academy?"

didn't wait for Shi Dabiao to answer, Qing Cang was already a slap in the face, and his name as a "thunderbolt chaser" was not in vain.

Palm out, chasing the wind, if there is a thunderbolt flashing.

only heard the sound of "pop", and Shi Dabiao's body flew out sideways.

Blood, fluttering in the wind, faintly visible a few broken teeth.

With a bang, Shi Dabiao's body rolled down to Xiao Ben and Xiao Mink.

His mouth was dripping with blood, but his eyes were not the slightest fear, he looked at the little stupid and the little mink, and sighed: "I have experienced the baptism of blood with you, and I can be regarded as fighting side by side, right?"

After saying that, Shi Dabiao smiled slightly, and there were many gaps clearly visible in the upper and lower gums.

He slowly stood up, holding the Yantian Pen in one hand, and slowly walked towards Qingcang.

The crowd sitting around the column had already hid far away when they saw that the situation was not good.

Qing Cang's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Let me ask you one last time, are you from the Saint King Academy?"

Shi Dabiao smiled and smiled casually: "Before coming here, someone once told me that killing is forbidden in Fenglan City. ”

Qing Cang snorted contemptuously and said, "It is true that killing is forbidden in Fenglan City, but this restriction is for you outsiders, and I will no longer be in this ranks. ”

Shi Dabiao's face did not change, and said: "So, in Fenglan City, you are only allowed to kill others, but others are not allowed to kill you?"

Qing Cang smiled and nodded, "That's true, but today I can give you a chance, a chance to kill me, provided that you can kill me." ”

Hearing this, the smile on Shi Dabiao's face stopped abruptly, and his eyes staring at Qing Cang were full of anger and murderous intent.

Such a gaze has never appeared on Shi Dabiao, at least, for the first time in history.

Even before this, he had been beaten by Yan Qing of Thousand Flame City and his flesh and blood were blurred and bruised all over his body, but he had never been angry.

At this time, Shi Dabiao and Qing Cang stood opposite each other across the table, and the people watching from a distance all held their breath and concentrated.

Qingcang's strength, needless to say, Shi Dabiao has already been blown away once, and now he dares to come forward, which seems to be a bit self-inflicted.

Of course, what makes everyone even more concerned is that the bets they used to bet on this time were all on Shi Dabiao.

Qing Cang joked: "What's the matter, are you angry? I said, if you can kill me, just come and kill me!"

As he spoke, he smiled, laughing casually like the wind.

The laughter has not stopped, and Shi Dabiao's angry shouts have already sounded: "Master Biao let you die in the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?"

When the words fell, Shi Dabiao slashed into the air, and the table between him and Qing Cang "banged" and folded.

The Yantian pen that was held in his hand casually moved towards the void a little bit.

Shi Dabiao said: "This pen name is Yantian Pen, and the pen flows out of heaven and earth." The pen falls into wind and rain, and the point suddenly becomes a good thing. ”

The world only talks nonsense, but they don't know that there is truth in falsehood, and there is truth in falsehood.

At this time, with the Yantian pen, it suddenly fell, and the universe was revealed.

It was a gray world, and between heaven and earth, only Shi Dabiao and Qing Cang were left.

At this moment, Qing Cang's expression was already terrifying, he actually experienced this heart-rending scene twice on the same day.

Mercury Soul, one of the four great killing gods of the Northern Hades Pavilion, appeared before, and he fell into a dark blue world, but at this moment he fell into a gray world.

At this time, Shi Dabiao's expression was indifferent, and his pair of cold eyes seemed to be able to freeze everything.

He held the Yantian pen, his body was dignified, and he was majestic, just like the king of heaven and earth.

The next moment, Shi Dabiao moved, and his speed became faster and more thunderous, and he couldn't catch a thunderbolt at every turn.

"Smack!"

I could only hear a crisp sound from Qing Cang's cheeks, and then I could see that the blood rain sprayed, and the latter flew out like a mustard.

"Smack!"

The phantom flickered, and the other cheek of Qing Cang slapped again.

Blood surged, stirring up a large blood mist.

"Smack!"

In an instant, there was a third round of applause, and this time, Qing Cang's mouth full of old teeth flew down, mixed with blood.

Helpless, helpless, powerless.

Qing Cang couldn't make the slightest wave in Shi Dabiao's hands, he was like a puppet and was wantonly manipulated by Shi Dabiao.

Three slaps, beating Qing Cang in a daze, beating Qing Cang's blood soaked all over his body, and beating Qing Cang's teeth and teeth.

His cheeks, the original thinness have been replaced by redness and swelling, as if he has become an old fat man.

He looked at Shi Dabiao in astonishment, and fear only came to him, and Shi Dabiao's words of talent kept echoing in his mind - "Master Biao let you die in the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?"

At this time, Shi Dabiao had already returned to his position, and he stood there motionless, majestic and undiminished, like a demon god.

Qing Cang didn't care about his injuries, and knelt on the ground again and again: "Seniors spare their lives!

With the sound of Qingcang's begging for mercy, the misty clouds that wandered around dissipated.

Qing Cang glanced at it in a daze, and saw that Shi Dabiao was still Shi Dabiao, holding the Yantian pen and standing opposite him across the table.

The one who was watching from afar, as before, whispered.

Qing Cang was stunned, wasn't the scene of the secret Dao Shicai an illusion?

As soon as he thought of this, Qing Cang only felt that there seemed to be a salty surge in his mouth, and he swept his tongue, and Qing Cang's whole person was stunned.

His mouthful of "sharp teeth" is actually not a single one left at the moment, isn't that salty smell of blood?

Qing Cang couldn't hold his composure anymore, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and the cold seeped through his back, he didn't dare to speak, and he couldn't speak, because he wanted to swallow the blood flowing from the root of his teeth back into his stomach.

Shi Dabiao shook his head, and a misty figure flew in his mind, which he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't see through.

He raised his hand, and the Yantian pen in his hand rose with the trend.

Seeing this, Qing Cang's pupils shrank sharply, and before Shi Dabiao could speak, he had already turned upside down, the soles of his feet were windy, and he flew away.

After a long time, Qing Cang's figure was no longer visible, and the people who were watching in the distance looked inexplicable, and they didn't know why Qing Cang, who was still majestic, walked in such a hurry?

Shi Dabiao frowned slightly, turned to look at Xiao Ben and Xiao Mink, and said with a smile: "Don't pretend, he's already gone." ”

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