After all, as we all know, the longer the name on the business card, the less it looks like a big shot.

"You are the one who is the most curly?"

Sun Wenyou looked at Zhao Zicheng, but Zhao Zicheng ignored it directly.

Outside the window.

On the rooftop in the distance, Dabai's figure kept jumping on the rooftops, finally sprinting hard, smashing the remaining glass and blocking the last gap.

"Kill you old guy!"

Lin Xiaoxiao stared at her eyes, holding a spear in her hand, and she was running to her hands.

As for self-introduction...

She didn't hear these guys talking before.

"One five enlightenment, three four enlightenment, plus one waste..."

"hehe..."

The old man looked around everyone and sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm: "Even if you come from Mo Academy and fight with me, you're too confident."

"Give your way out and be safe."

"Otherwise, I will not care about the regulations on whether to allow murder."

While speaking, the old man was filled with murderous aura.

"I have to try it..."

"I claim to myself that my life is quite valuable."

"If you kill us, you can't even get rid of your shit."

“Yes…”

Zhao Zicheng smiled and said, the sandbag appeared in front of him out of thin air and turned into a phantom, blending into his body, leaving only the middle of his eyebrows, leaving a sandbag mark.

Awakening objects enter the body.

The next moment, Zhao Zicheng rushed towards the old man.

"You're shit, I'm not."

Mu Yu's voice was cold, and the tombstone fell heavily on the ground, and black gas continued to spread.

Mu Yu was controlling these black gas and constantly outlining something in the void.

But just a few strokes.

A very complex, weird text appears in the void and is imprinted on the tombstone.

The old man's body trembled slightly, and his eyes were so empty that they were so momentarily empty.

Zhao Zicheng happened to rush to the old man at this time, and with his brief loss of consciousness, he hit his shoulder hard.

In just about half a second, the old man's eyes had returned to clear light.

Looking at Zhao Zicheng who was approaching, the old man had no expression on his face and fell down with a palm.

But strangely, Zhao Zicheng not only did not hide, but instead raised his chest and took the initiative to greet him, looking like he was enjoying himself.

A muffled groan.

Zhao Zicheng flew backwards, his face pale as paper.

"Damn it, Liujue beat someone..."

"It hurts so much..."

The moment he fell to the ground, Zhao Zicheng turned over, stood up again, and rushed towards the old man again.

After slapping that palm, the old man's eyes became confused again.

Even the eyes were slightly wet, as if we were about to cry. M.

He endured this sadness and kept himself calm, but that palm seemed to have a counter-injury effect, and his body also felt a little pain.

Fortunately, he still had concerns in his heart, and that palm... did not use all his strength.

At this moment, Mu Yu's second text was outlined.

This text is more complicated than before.

The moment the words merged into the tombstone, black gas appeared out of thin air beside the old man, bounding the old man's limbs like a rope.

and...

Lin Xiaoxiao, who had not been moved, had quietly come to the old man at some point.

Taking advantage of the moment when the old man was lost in his mind and his body was bound, the spear fell down.

The old man's eyes changed slightly and he snorted coldly.

The energy surged in the body, shattering the black gas. However, the spear was isolated from the energy just as soon as it touched the old man's body.

Lin Xiaoxiao still tried hard to push the spear and handed it to the old man's heart.

But I could never make any progress, leaving only a faint blood mark in the old man's heart.

Feeling the pain in the body, the old man finally became angry.

I no longer care about the Soul Hunting Instructions that I am not allowed to kill people, and I don’t care whether these guys are from the Mo Academy or what background they have.

His eyes were cold, and he took a step forward, and his energy shook his spear and grabbed Lin Xiaoxiao's neck.

And in the synchronization, behind him, a phantom of an awakened object flashed by.

The third light lit up.

His arms turned blood red, his skin was dry, and his fingers grew sharp nails.

It's like a devil's claw.

The slender nails were directly aimed at the major artery on Lin Xiaoxiao's neck.

Obviously, I was not ready to hold back.

Just as his palm approached Lin Xiaoxiao, the air fluctuated.

Lin Xiaoxiao's figure disappeared out of thin air and appeared on Dabai's body the next moment.

"Old guy, let's do it!"

"If you have the ability to kill me, I am Sun Yingxiong's grandson!"

"Come on!"

"We kill you to eliminate harm for the people!"

"You kill us is seeking death!"

"You really don't know what the second generation is!!!"

Sun Wen stood in the distance and shouted.

The anger in the old man's eyes was a little restrained, as if he had recovered a little rationality.

"If you kill us, the hunting soul will not be able to protect you, and you will die!"

"If you don't believe me, just try it!"

"If you want to live, you will break through without killing us."

"This is your only chance!"

Sun Wen looked shameless and perfectly wrote the word "Second Generation" on his face.

But I have to say that his words still work.

The old man looked at him with cold eyes, but compared to just now, he was much more rational.

"Bang!"

Just as the old man fell into deep thought, Atai jumped down from the sky and smashed his fists down.

The old man's figure suddenly disappeared.

Cracked on the ground.

Zhao Zicheng, who was gradually regaining his energy, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rushed forward again, blocking the old man.

One after another with Ate, he stopped the old man in place.

Even if you can only stop...

In a moment.

Mu Yu's third text finally... took shape.

Text entered into the monument.

The void became a little fluctuating.

Black air continued to emerge in the void, shuttled through and even poured into the old man's body.

"The third skill..."

"Into the Soul..."

Mu Yu whispered softly, and he didn't even lift his head up throughout the whole process.

He didn't even stop his hand and continued to outline his fourth skill in the void.

It's just that because of the energy consumption, his face was a little pale.

This is also Mu Yu's exclusive effect.
Chapter completed!