Once upon a time there was a demon pass

"Old Clapper!"

"You son of a bitch!"

"You XXX!"

Sun Wen looked at the old man's back and kept cursing.

The language is extremely dirty.

No one could have imagined that this is what a top group chairman can say.

But the old man just sneered and ignored him.

Directly ignored Sun Wen.

If you can believe in this simple way of provoking generals, you will be dead long ago...

Seeing the old man getting closer to Mu Yu, Sun Wen's expression was indifferent.

"Old Clapper, didn't you say that there is a god in this world?"

"Then I'll let you see..."

"God said: Darkness comes!"

As his voice fell, the old man's eyes suddenly became a little dark.

A figure suddenly jumped out of the window.

Stand in front of the old man.

And at the moment of landing, this figure not only did not attack, but flashed past from the flank.

Accompanied by sharp fishing lines.

The fishing line tied the old man's arm, and the other end was held in the figure's hand.

But in just a second, the figure ran to another corner of the room and tied the fishing line to the table.

And kicked the table.

The fishing line was broken straight.

The table began to be cut continuously, and a bloodstain was cut on the skin of the old man's arm.

But soon, dense scales appeared on his arms again.

With sparks, the fishing line snapped.

And then...

The round ball that was dropped at the old man's feet exploded.

There was a hole in the floor.

Even with the blessing of scales, the old man let out a roar.

It hurts...

He controlled himself not to fall, his figure floated slightly, turned around, and looked at the figure behind him.

But before he could see it clearly, the figure had disappeared.

There was a sudden sound of wind behind him.

The old man's expression changed suddenly, he turned around subconsciously, and raised his scaly arms to block himself.

'boom'

A muffled sound.

Bone cracking sounded.

The old man flew upside down and hit the wall.

And the figure was holding a hammer that was still burning in flames, standing calmly in place.

He glanced at the old man, feeling a little sorry.

"If you don't kill it in the first round, it will be difficult to fight later..."

He whispered.

The old man felt that his hands had been completely broken, trembling constantly.

Even the scales on his arms were smashed to pieces by this hammer.

blood flow.

He raised his head, looked at the figure opposite, and said hoarsely, "Who are you?"

The old man is really annoying.

One after another young people, whether they are strong or not, or weak or not.

But each ability is more weird than the other.

It's like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death, and they will cooperate with each other.

Simply disgusting.

His patience is getting lower and lower, and he even has the idea of ​​breaking out desperately.

"Um..."

"How did you introduce it?"

The figure stood there, thought about it seriously, looked at Sun Wen, and Zhao Zicheng asked.

Zhao Zicheng grinned.

Blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

Sun Wen, the only one who was safe and sound, looked helpless and narrated Zhao Zicheng's original words.

Zhao Zicheng lowered his head in embarrassment.

"understood."

The figure looked at Zhao Zicheng and nodded slightly.

In Zhao Zicheng's expectant eyes, the figure looked at the old man.

"Mo Academy..."

"The rest of my life."

"Five senses, please advise."

...

Listening to this brief introduction, Zhao Zicheng fell to the ground weakly and let out a long sigh.

"It's completely out of character!"

"Absolutely not!"

"It's just throwing... ahem... throwing away the face of our blood-colored Shuangsha!"

It's just that no one responded to Zhao Zicheng's wailing.

The old man stared fixedly at Yu Sheng.

"So, you are Yu Sheng?"

"The newcomer king of the 140th class..."

"Ha ha..."

"It's not a loss to kill a future big shot with your own hands."

"I believe that Hunting Soul will understand me."

The old man smiled crazily.

Energy swept across the room again, but his arms were already in a scrapped state, hanging down all the time.

He slowly floated in mid-air.

Under the influence of energy, the surrounding broken glass began to gradually float.

Including those furniture.

On the huge lizard behind him, the sixth spar flashed.

"broken!"

The old man spoke coldly.

At this moment, he didn't have any thought of stopping.

As his voice fell, the violent energy suddenly squeezed and exploded!

All the branches on the four floors of the Mo Pavilion collapsed.

Only the old man himself was still floating in midair, like a god.

Yu Sheng's expression was calm, but at the moment the room collapsed, he teleported out, and the next second he had landed safely on the ground.

Sun Wen let out an exclamation and fell in mid-air.

Dabai stepped on the collapsing building and ran continuously, bit Sun Wen's buttocks, jumped and landed firmly.

And he didn't forget to catch Zhao Zicheng the moment he landed.

Feeling the changes around him, Mu Yu frowned slightly, but he still didn't stop the skills in his hand.

Artest, who was falling apart, gritted his teeth and jumped up in mid-air, acting as a human-shaped air cushion, with his arms spread out, and his body under Mu Yu.

Fall vertically.

Accompanied by the dust and smoke, Artest remained motionless.

And Mu Yu landed on Artest's body safely, and when bumped suddenly, Mu Yu's face became even paler, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the tombstone, and was quickly absorbed by the tombstone.

Artai's body twitched slightly, he shook his head and looked at Mu Yu who was safe and sound on his back, showing a smirk.

"This battlefield is big enough."

"The rest of my life..."

"how do you feel?"

In the sky, the old man spoke coldly.

The next moment, he leaned over and sprinted to the ground, stepping on Yu Sheng's head.

Between Yu Sheng's eyebrows, the phantom of the dragon-pattern stick flashed away, and the first spar flickered, and the old man who was sprinting fell into a daze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Sheng's figure disappeared in place.

The old man turned around abruptly and stepped on it, but there was nothing there.

And the moment the old man turned around, Yu Sheng appeared behind him silently, his palm brushed across his waist, and he held a long sword in his hand, without any skill, he just stabbed at the old man's back obediently .

(One piece of good news, one piece of bad news... The bad news is that after three days of hard work, I'm still 6 stars away from becoming the king. )