Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

Dao Feng said indifferently: "Since you are so stubborn, Uncle Ma, then I will send you on your way."

These extremely plain words not only made Ma Hongjun feel the bone-chilling chill, but Tang San and the others felt chills in their hearts.

It's not like the level of intimidation.

Dai Mubai was about to make a move to stop Dao Feng, he felt like he was going to lose control.

Tang San held him back: "Trust him, he is not someone who will be controlled by emotions"

Dai Mubai frowned deeply: "But the aura he exudes..."

"believe him!"

Tang San lowered his voice.

Dai Mubai retracted his feet, but he was ready to strike at any time.

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Dao Feng knelt down and said softly: "Close your eyes, you don't want to see the sharp sword stabbing into your heart bit by bit..."

"Hey, close your eyes."

Dao Feng lightly patted Ma Hongjun's chubby face, he was trembling.

He was really scared, this guy couldn't be playing for real, right? !Here is the academy!

"Forget it, you, Uncle Ma, are a tough guy, and you should dare to face death."

Blade stood up.

The bloody sword tip lightly slashed across Ma Hongjun's body...

The picture is a little weird.

Ning Rongrong firmly grasped Zhu Zhuqing's arm.

If it wasn't for Tang San's forceful pull, Dai Mubai would have made a move long ago.

It was the first time for Ma Hongjun to feel this kind of fear, the sharp blade walking on his skin seemed to harvest his life at any moment.

His last point of strength was his firm belief that Blade would not dare to kill him in the academy.

But gradually he began to doubt.

Time passed slowly, Ma Hongjun's clothes were soaked in sweat, it was cold sweat.His heart was beating faster than ever.

The tip of the sword rested on his heart.

My heart beat faster again.

The blade suddenly looked at Ma Hongjun and said softly: "Do you know how the blood of this sword comes from?"

The tip of the sword began to press down.

"Let me tell you secretly, this is the heart and soul of a soul beast..."

The point of the sword was slowly pressing down on the clothes that had been pierced, and the cold point of the sword gently pierced the skin.

"Next, it's your turn."

The blade smiled slightly, and the blade suddenly increased its pressure!

Dai Mubai had already rushed to save people, but Ma Hongjun was faster than him.

will die!will die!He is really going to kill me! !

"don't want!!"

Ma Hongjun howled.

Blade leaked a smile, retracted his sword, and stood up.

Dai Mubai punched towards him, the blade blocked with his left hand, taking advantage of the situation to open the distance.

Dai Mubai didn't pursue, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why did you do this?!"

The rest of the people also came over.

Looking at the angry eyes of several people, Dao Feng was quite calm, he shook his slightly numb left hand, then looked at Dai Mubai and said with a smile: "If it wasn't for my physical injury, it would be okay for you to punch me a few times to vent my anger." No problem."

"Give me a reason, or I'll beat you down!"

Dao Feng smiled and said: "Mubai, don't make the same low-level mistakes as Uncle Ma, you can't beat me, even if your soul power is higher than mine."

"Then try it!"

Dai Mubai took a step forward.

Dao Feng sighed helplessly: "Are young people nowadays so impulsive?"

Then Daofeng raised his hands: "Can I frankly seek leniency?"

The good atmosphere is gone.

"Say!"

Dai Mubai actually wanted to beat the bastard up, but his inexplicable anger subsided a lot.