Vol 2 Chapter 696: The scary bald veteran ruffian

"Lao Tzu's disciple, when is it your turn to teach?"
The dark shadow's muscled left arm lifted slightly, and a black fist wrapped in leather gloves was held in the palm of his palm. .
Then a heroic, rough voice, cursed mercilessly.
The dull eyes of the crowd fell on the dark shadow...
A bright bald head was shining brightly.
Under the bald head is the look of the middle-aged uncle with a face full of scorn.
At this moment, he was looking at the powerful "scythe" with a look of madness and coolness.
"Who is this stuff?"
This question arose in the hearts of all onlookers at the same time.
But a group of people are exceptions!
That is the students who really understand the Dingchuan Fighting Department.
Their gaze is far more sluggish than others.
"Ruan... Ruan Xiongfeng!"
And Zhang Shaotang's heart was like a hundred thousand highland yak galloping past.
"Why is he!?"
Ruan Xiongfeng's domineering and intrepid, that is, the more people who understand, the more horrible there is no solution!
But why did it appear so abruptly at this point in time?
"teacher……"
Mu Fan looked at the shiny back of his head, almost reflecting his own face.
The familiar breath and familiar curse made Mu Fan's heart warm for no reason, and said in a low voice respectfully.
Jian's strange green eyes stared at Ruan Xiongfeng.
The palm of the opponent is bigger than his, and what is even more exaggerated is...
His fist seemed to be buried in the wall with concrete, unable to move.
This bald head that appeared suddenly has the strength to be frightening!
"who are you?"
Scythe spoke slowly, with inexplicable jealousy in his tone, and a violent anger hidden deeper.
You fucking, you're an egg!
He swore that he would never forget this sentence in his life.
No one has dared to speak to the official members of the Night's Teaching Group.
Does this bald head know that he is looking for death?
"You are deaf? He is my disciple and I am his teacher. How can I explain to you."
In a grinning grin, Ruan Xiongfeng's left arm slowly pressed down.
Then the creaking sound instantly sounded in this corridor.
The people around swallowed a mouthful of saliva. They dared not say any extra words, because at this moment, the blue veins on the face that was originally carved with a knife and axe were all violently and red.
But the arm can only be lowered a little bit.
collapse!
A slab under his right foot burst instantly.
This big bald head with rage actually pressed his sickle feet into the stone surface.
"I am the sickle of Dawn Academy!"
The gray-haired man in the red windbreaker was finally furious, and his whole body made a blast of bones.
The left hand, which was still free, made a fist, and the joint of his thumb was bent outward, and the joint was facing the bald man on the opposite side.
Then the air seemed to explode with a whip.
Sickle's left arm flicked a strange arc slightly.
The red sleeves once again drawn a red sickle in the air.
Bend the red moon!
Whoosh!
Those masters who were staring at this place intensively, their pupils shrank suddenly.
Because they did not see clearly how the right hand of this big bald head appeared in the air.
The big hand that appeared abruptly, the palm of the hand was facing the red sickle that came quickly.
An ironic smile appeared on Ruan Xiongfeng's full-on face, and then he slapped down with his right hand.
Snapped!
A huge blow sounded, and the palm that had appeared abruptly before was patted again.
Sickle only felt that his left hand was smashed heavily by a mecha.
There was even an overwhelming creak in the shoulder bone.
After that, Xiong's left hand was also firmly pressed in the palm of Ruan Xiongfeng's right hand.
This tyrannical and terrifying bald man had only two moves from his appearance.
He completely suppressed the sickle from the Night Teaching Group.
And the arms that bulged to the explosion, the sickle that was pressed for a while could not move!
Ignoring the opponent's struggle, Ruan Xiongfeng's grinning face stared at the sickle, and his rough voice was deafening.
"In front of Lao Tzu... dare to be presumptuous?"
"I care who you are!"
The arms holding the opponent's fists jerked upwards.
Under this unpredictable force, the sickle's arms were thrown away completely uncontrollably.
Then this time, the most shocking Mu Fan was indeed behind him.
Because from this moment, Ruan Xiongfeng's speed has completely deviated from the limit of his vision.
Ruan Xiongfeng, with his hands up, freezes in the air.
But another afterimage suddenly flashed out of the spot.
A huge crack with a diameter of more than half a meter appeared on the ground out of thin air!
When countless rubbles collapsed, the third afterimage broke through the range of the first two shadows, and then exploded a white mist.
Mu Fan only felt that the air in front of him seemed to be dissipated by the suddenly rising figure of Tyrant Lie.
On the elbows and shoulders of the third afterimage of Ruan Xiongfeng, a white air current visible to the naked eye floats.
In the white mist, a black figure appeared.
I don't know when the right foot invaded the feet of the sickle, and a brighter and brighter bald head got closer and closer in the field of vision.
Then the huge shoulder that made his heart beat wildly appeared.
At the last moment, he worked hard with the sickle, his hands and ten fingers folded angrily on his chest.
Squeak...
A sound of cracking bones sounded.
boom!
The black figure stood still.
After the red windbreaker pulled out a red light and shadow in the air, it was blasted into fragments in the sky, and then the black shadow in it was cast off unabated, and went straight through the giant tree!
In the trunk of the giant laurel tree, a humanoid hollow appeared without warning.
A left foot wearing a rivet leather boot stretched out heavily, and then stepped on it, and the gravel collapsed to both sides ~ EbookFREE.me ~ A gully over 15 meters stopped at the end.
Under the blasted red sleeves, two trembling arms overlapped in front of him, and a visible depression appeared in his palm.
One foot was stuck in the embankment nearly twenty centimeters behind him.
Nearly half of the capillaries on Sickle's face were broken, and it looked like a blood man at the moment.
In the Dawn Academy camp, the student who once spoke, shivered and covered his mouth.
The bald man only used a note...
Tieshan rely on.
A hand-raising gesture used by countless fighters as a starting gesture.
He even blasted the gray-haired man who looked like a giant scythe through the entire laurel tree.
That bald head...
Is he still human?
"Are you trying to stop talking to Lao Tzu?"
Ruan Xiongfeng shook his right shoulder and spit on the ground without any grace.
"you……"
Under the sickle's red windbreaker, countless light paths lit up at this moment.
It's like a fully energized robot.
His eyes began to fill with shocking anger.
The black trouser legs are like iron pillars that have been burned to the melting point.
The steaming heat is floating around.
...
"Pretend to be a big head garlic."
The first word Ruan Xiongfeng uttered, the whole person had turned into an afterimage that began to curl up and disappear.
All the people around have their mouths open at this moment.
One step three meters, one afterimage.
From stepping, to jumping to mid-air, to landing.
Nine afterimages hang in the retina at the same time.
Then the big bald head appeared in front of the sickle with a shocking anger, and his right foot stomped violently.
Roar!
A roar sounded like an ancient saber-toothed tiger.
The entire circle of stone slabs outside the two exploded at the same time.
At this moment, the two figures were completely covered by smoke.