One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

With each step Feng Zhenghao took, Zhang Chulan's heart raced faster, and his body tensed to the extreme.

He could feel

If this "Ten Elders" were to attack him, he might not even have a chance to fight back now.

Once that happens,

Not only him, but Bao'er will also be in danger.

Feng Zhenghao walked calmly to Zhang Chulan and patted him on the shoulder as the latter tensed up.

A bright smile appeared on his face.

"Hahahaha! Chu Lan...why are you so nervous? You're just a junior, do you think Uncle Feng would eat you?"

"I was careless just now. I was so focused on inviting you to join the World Society that I forgot about your current status. My bad, my bad!"

Facing Feng Zhenghao, whose face was gloomy one second and who was laughing heartily the next.

Zhang Chulan breathed a long sigh of relief.

My tense nerves slowly began to relax.

The cold sweat on his back had soaked through his white shirt.

"Haha! President Feng, don't say that."

The two started chatting and laughing.

Jia Zhengyu, who had been kneeling on the ground, regained some strength and stood up shakily.

The blood on his forehead stained the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with indescribable anger and hatred.

Before his eyes,

One is a current enemy, and the other is a former enemy!

All deserve to die!

Without any hesitation, Jia Zhengyu, like a venomous snake, used his own Qi to activate the Dragon-Piercing Cone.

Two sharp blades, gleaming with an eerie light, slowly rose up.

"die!"

"Die, all of you!!"

Swish-!

Two dragon-pecking cones, one on the left and one on the right, formed two streaks of black light that sliced ​​through the air like bullets, shooting towards Bai Yuan and Feng Baobao respectively.

fast!

Indescribably fast!

Zhang Chulan happened to catch this scene out of the corner of his eye.

His pupils suddenly contracted sharply, and he instinctively shouted at Feng Baobao:

"Hide quickly..."

Before he could utter even two syllables, a dragon-pecking cone had already appeared behind Feng Baobao.

It pierced straight into the heart.

Zhang Chulan was terrified; he couldn't react at all in such a short time.

ROOM!

next moment,

Zhang Chulan, who was wrapped in lightning and about to rush out, suddenly froze in place.

In his line of sight, the throwing knife that was supposed to hit Feng Baobao instead unexpectedly stuck in the shoulder of a red-haired youth.

A single strike pierces through.

Jia Zhengyu, belatedly realizing what had happened, was completely bewildered and had no idea what was going on.

then,

He was overwhelmed by a tremendous pain in his shoulder.

"what!!"

With a wail, Jia Zhengyu collapsed to the ground, veins bulging on his forehead.

pain!

The dragon-pecking cone has notches; when it pierces into an enemy's body, it causes extreme pain.

He never imagined that one day he would be pierced by his own dragon-pecking awl.

It makes no sense.

That makes no sense!

A question bigger than the sky spread through his mind, but the pain made him tremble all over.

Bai Yuan's right hand was obsidian-colored, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.

He grasped the dragon-pecking cone with his bare hands in the most improbable way.

That's really damn good...

He knew that the kid had glanced at him earlier.

But he didn't expect that kid to dare throw darts at him.

Want to kill him?

So...interesting!

Next second,

boom--!

The veins on his arms bulged, a surging current of energy emanated from his body, and the floor beneath his feet shattered into pieces with a loud crash.

With a sudden burst of force,

The dragon-pecking cone he was holding shattered in two on the spot!

Like porcelain shattering.

puff!

While groaning in pain, Jia Zhengyu suddenly coughed up blood; his signature weapon... shattered.

Feng Zhenghao's pupils then contracted.

He was the only one who noticed it just now.

Feng Baobao and Jia Zhengyu...switched places?!

They swapped positions?!

Is it Shayan?

The superpowers of his own daughter?

Do not!

impossible.

He knew his daughter well; her spatial abilities were never developed to that extent...

Moreover, such a fast reaction time...Sayon simply couldn't do it.

Then only...

Feng Zhenghao fixed his gaze on Bai Yuan, who was crushing the Dragon-Beaking Cone.

It's him?

Is this his innate superpower?

Zhang Chulan rushed to Feng Baobao and almost blurted out a string of curses:

"Are you stupid? Why didn't you dodge just now?!"

Feng Baobao's expression was very calm, and she responded in a dazed manner.

"You just told me not to move, so I'll do as you say."

Zhang Chulan stared wide-eyed, unable to utter a single word.

How could such a thing exist in the world...?

idiot!

Bai Yuan threw the broken copper and scrap iron in his hand onto the ground.

Then, with a smile, she walked up to Jia Zhengyu, whose face was full of resentment, and slowly squatted down.

"Idiot, you know me?"

Jia Zhengyu clenched his teeth, staring at the young man before him, his gums grinding.

"Because you used to meddle in other people's business..."

next moment,

Snapped--!

Before he could finish speaking, Jia Zhengyu felt a burning pain on his face.

My neck was pulled to one side by an irresistible force.

A trickle of fresh blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Bai Yuan withdrew his hand and slowly spoke.

"Never mind, I suddenly don't want to listen anymore."

"You look like you've been cursed by the heavens, and you're not qualified to explain yourself to me."

"You dare to throw a dart at me? You've got guts."

Then in the next second,

Before Jia Zhengyu could react, Bai Yuan pulled the dragon-pecking cone out of his shoulder with one hand.

She lightly twirled the knife in her hand.

Under the latter's incredulous gaze.

Bai Yuan stretched out his arm.

There was a flash of white light.

Draw a straight line.

As Jia Zhengyu knelt on the ground, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he clutched his neck tightly with both hands. In a moment of panic and disbelief, blood stained his hands, and he died on the spot.

Drops of blood dripped continuously down the sharp blade in Bai Yuan's hand.

A piece of floorboards is decorated with bright red plum blossoms.

Likes to kill...

Then let's kill as many as we can.

Before Xiao Zizai went into a state of demonic possession last time, he reminded himself to run away quickly.

He still harbored a bit of the compassion of a monk.

And that ugly red-haired bastard deserves to die.

He dares to use a dart to kill himself.

You have to be prepared to die!

Jia Zhengyu was suddenly stabbed in the throat.

Everyone was stunned and dumbfounded.