Chapter 200 Dean

"Oh my god... Brother Xia Yang is sure to lose his life!"

"With such a vast and terrifying momentum, it is expected that Pang Lang will not escape death!"

"Their attack is simply not as good as the students who have returned to the realm! What the hell is this for?!"

"I never understood... It seems that Pang Lang directly urged more than twenty soul elements at the last moment!"

"It's a pity, Brother Xiayang..."Only the dust and mist that soared into the sky flew violently on the high platform, and there was no movement at all... The onlookers below were shocked and grieved, staring at the high platform, disillusioned and discussing...

“... ...Haha Everyone looked at it with horror and shock... It was that Pang Lang! Standing tremblingly in the deep cracks of the gravel, unkempt, his face was full of blood, his whole body was covered with bloodstains, and his white robe had been shattered, revealing a piece of armor with silver wire mesh patterns... Could it be that this silver net armor is a precious treasure?...

"Little bastard, I don't believe you're not dead! Slapping his chest hard, the violent laughter became more and more unbridled.

"Unfortunately, it didn't work out as you wished. Suddenly, a faint voice sounded behind Pang Lang!

Oh my God!... The audience was suffocated! Countless people's eyes were blinded! Even in the past and present lives, they could not believe in this scene...

Ah...h Pang Lang's wild laughter came to an abrupt end, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out! The trembling body was slammed into the pile of rubble! Even the pupils that trembled fiercely all over his body and twisted his extremely frightened pupils looked behind him.

Xia Yang ... The moment Pang Lang saw the cyan figure, a mouthful of black blood was gushing from the corner of his mouth!

Xia Yang stood quietly more than ten zhang behind him, except for a wisp of blood stains on the corner of his mouth, his whole body was unscathed! Not even his hair was messy... As if in a dream, Pang Lang couldn't believe it hysterically!

What's going on?!... The heart of the entire square is solidified... There was a dull and earth-shattering boiling sound violently...

Xue'er's mind suddenly loosened from the tension, and the fragrance was repeated... I know that this kid has a terrible family background, and he even has cultivation in true spirit martial arts, and he must also have a life-saving hole card...

The eight elders and many Heavenly Soul List students who were concerned about their worries were also relieved... Millions can't be believed! It's amazing, it's amazing! Today, I was completely impressed by this summer sun... Fang Cai's terrifying attack, I'm afraid that everyone in the early stage of breaking through the realm will have to weigh one or two...

The blue-robed middle-aged man's eyes were even wider! This could not be ... The hundreds of Jintai disciples behind him couldn't believe it! Although this Pang Lang is not excellent, what kind of Xia Yang is just a piece of garbage that has been kicked out!

The four daughters of the Qingyun are even more in a trance... New disciple、This is absolutely impossible!

It seems that this kid has been a lot more domineering during this time... The little mouth was squeamish, and I instantly felt weak and weak...

"You, what do you want?... Pang Lang's spirit was almost a little crazy, and he asked hysterically with a shudder. When the long-cherished enemy of his life stands in front of him again and again, the deep sense of collapse can be imagined... What's more, Pang Lang at this moment has a momentum of running out of oil and running out, and the Xia Yang in his eyes seems to be impeccable!

"Sad. Xia Yang's eyes condensed slightly, and he said lightly.

"What, what?" Pang Lang heard this, his head hurt, he staggered to his feet, and asked in a hurry. His expression was panicked and crazy, as if he had suddenly become a nervous disorder!

"Don't pretend to be in front of me, I will never believe that your heart is fragile. Xia Yang sneered and shook his head coldly... His eyes became fierce: "Because you only have cruelty in your heart! All the accounts will be counted today!"

"Hmph!" Pang Lang's face changed wildly in an instant, and he snorted gloomily and resentfully... Suddenly, a black shadow magnified in front of him, piercing through the summer sun!

Puppet: A puppet of the intermediate level of the Soul Dao... The people in the audience didn't swallow it in one breath, and their whole bodies were directly cold and frozen... A puppet at the intermediate level of the Soul Dao is quite the strength of the early stage of breaking the realm!

"Use my black gold puppet to attack me?" Xia Yang teased, looking at the fierce black shadow in his eyes, his body was completely unmoved: "I really thought that I could ?... anything if I wanted it" The words fell, and his eyes closed slightly.

The crowd was stunned again... That huge black gold puppet actually suddenly froze its body and stopped attacking Xia Yang?

Pang Lang's pupils shrank fiercely! I felt a lot of remorse in my heart! This kid was really cunning! Blame myself for not paying close attention, this kid left two soul marks in the puppet's mind... Without hesitation, his trembling body rose into the air for more than ten feet, and began to run frantically for his life!

A wisp of white shadow had just flashed ten feet into the air, and a ray of cyan figure lightning chased after it, grabbed one of its ankles, and threw it violently into the rubble square below!

"Boom!"

"Poof!" Pang Lang's body smashed the broken floor into four flying powders again, and a mouthful of black blood shot far away, and his languishing face was already extremely white!

Xia Yang chased down in the air, straightened up the motionless black gold puppet, violently picked up the top of his head, and covered his whole body with a head and face!

"Boom!" Hundreds of thousands of catties of black gold smashed violently, smashing all over the ground with smoke and dust and gravel!

"Ahh

The audience was in a trance... I haven't even figured out this battle yet, because I can't understand all kinds of weirdness...

Xia Yang bowed down and threw the black gold puppet away, violently grabbed Pang Lang's bloody body, and held it high. Violently ripped off the Tencel Divine Armor on Pang Lang's body and put it into the Xuankun Ring.

glanced at Pang Lang seriously, Xia Yang's smile was treacherous and cold: "The world is turning, retribution is not happy." ”

His gaze was incomparably vicious! A jet-black light in his hand suddenly flashed! A hideous black thorn swept straight across Pang Lang's legs!

"Boy!

Disdain flashed in Xia Yang's eyes, and the black thorn chasing his life in his hand suddenly became faster!

"Ahh

Immediately after that, two waves of neat blood poured in the pupils, and Pang Lang's bloody thighs fell directly to the gravel floor!

Oh, my God!... Countless people closed their eyes in a hurry! I couldn't bear to be full of blood and blood surging violently...

"You're looking for death!" The blue-robed middle-aged man was furious! His body instantly turned into a blue shadow that disappeared, and he escaped through the air!

"Lord Messenger!" A flash of gray shadow suddenly crossed the air and blocked the distance of hundreds of zhang, blocking the shadow of the blue-robed middle-aged man alive and dead. It was the Great Elder of the South Gate Academy, and his old face was extremely serious: "Please pay attention to your identity. ”

"What the hell, is the Golden Terrace amazing?" Xia Yang didn't care about the movement in the sky at all, and his extremely violent fist was raised high and smashed on the bloody face of the dying Pang Lang... It's clear, Lao Tzu hit the face of your golden platform...

"Boom!" The blood mist flew, and Pang Lang's head was directly shattered into a pile of miserable blood slag...

The black blood flowed, the white bones were forested, and Pang Lang finally died in the shocking misery.

The countless pupils in the square hurriedly dodged this scene, and the blood was miserable... There was even no shortage of people who fainted on the spot and fell to the ground...

Xia Yang was not in a hurry to take Pang Lang's Xuankun Ring, and took the Xuankun Ring on his waist... Only the black gold puppet is temporarily included in the Xuankun Ring, and it is not suitable to re-condense the soul brand at the moment.

"Old man, this son of your South Gate Academy has no king's law, and he dares to kill my disciple of the Golden Stage, and he should be handed over to my Golden Platform for disposal. Seeing Pang Lang being killed by Xia Yang on the spot, the blue-robed middle-aged man's anger almost erupted!

"Fart!" The Great Elder suddenly burst into rage! When he opened his mouth, he yelled fiercely: "Do you want to have this face of your mother?" The challenge is also issued by you, and it is you who interferes! Now you are still happy to settle accounts after the autumn? What kind of competition is this? Compare your mother's size!"

... Several old men from the other three academies looked frightened... The people in this South Gate Academy really seem to be unreasonable!

The blue-robed middle-aged man was stunned by the Great Elder's foul language... Immediately furious, his eyes were full of hideous eyes and he shouted: "Old man! Someone just respects your seniority! Since you are so disrespectful, my Golden Platform is definitely not something that you can afford to provoke in the South Gate Academy! If you don't hand over this son today..."

"Fuck you! If you dare to make a noise again, Lao Tzu will kill you directly!" The Great Elder broke out with a red fruit! The old face twitched fiercely, and the murderous intent in his eyes was fierce, and he directly had the momentum to do it... What about your golden platform? One side of the landscape and one person, besides, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, this Southern Shenzhou is still Lao Tzu Nanmen Academy through heaven has the final say!

The audience was incredibly quiet... The fierce temper of the elders is notoriously irritable!

“... You!" The blue-robed middle-aged man choked violently! His grim gaze stared slightly at the seven elders below... His face was full of resentment, and his voice was hoarse and he smiled coldly: "Since this is the case, then this envoy will learn from the old gentleman today..."

"Wait. ”

A bland voice suddenly sounded in the sky. A middle-aged man dressed in green appeared between the two of them.

Xia Yang's eyes froze slightly... The cultivation of this middle-aged man in green clothes is extremely profound and terrifying!

“... See the dean's ...... "When the students in the audience saw the middle-aged man in green clothes in the sky, they chuckled in their hearts, and immediately stroked their chests slightly and bowed their heads, making a neat and respectful sound of worship.

Dean, Dean of Southgate College?... Xiaoxiao was already standing beside Xia Yang, and the two looked at each other... Never seen before.