My personal school belle president

Chapter 585 Are there many babies? (Part 3)
The hall was silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the screaming old man on the ground, their backs were numb, and they felt a cold air rushing from the soles of their feet to the sky.

Is this the end?
Two Japanese masters, one was instantly killed, the other was beaten wildly, completely powerless to fight back, this is a bit too funny.

"Damn it... you should die... Jie Jie..."

Xiaochi Taiya, who staggered up from the ground, looked at Qin Yang and smiled coldly.

One of his eyes was covered with bloodshot eyes, while the other eye was knocked out by Qin Yang, and the blood was gurgling, looking very scary.

It's like a wild ghost crawling out of purgatory.

"Master Shuten, please allow me to sacrifice blood!"

Suddenly, he tore off his clothes, took out a small knife made of bone, and stabbed himself in the heart.

Everyone exclaimed, they didn't expect this guy to commit suicide.

But they soon realized that they were wrong. The old man was still standing upright with a weird smile on his face.

Black blood flowed down from the chest, condensed to the lower abdomen, and then stopped.There was a human face pattern painted on the lower abdomen, which was so lifelike that it seemed to come alive under the water of black blood.

"what--"

At this moment, the old man uttered a shrill cry, knelt on the ground, and smashed his fists hard on the ground, looking very painful.

With the harsh clicking sound, dozens of dense bone spurs suddenly appeared on his back, looking from a distance, he looked like a hedgehog.

Everyone's scalp was numb watching this scene.

"Is this... turning into a monster?" Wang Xuanxuan said tremblingly.

Subconsciously, she hid behind Wu Tianqi, but her fat body made Wu Tianqi look like a chicken.

"Hmph, this is Mr. Xiaochi's unique secret technique." Li Xuanwu looked at Qin Yang and the others with a sneer and said, "Using this secret technique, his strength will instantly reach that of China's pseudo-immortal cultivator."

False cultivator! ?

Hearing these three words, the faces of Wang Xuchen and others changed drastically.

In the secular world of China, pseudo-immortal cultivators are at the highest level, and even among the government's dragon group, there are only a dozen or so.

Thinking of this, Bai Xuchen couldn't help feeling desperate.

No matter how powerful Qin Yang is, can he beat the fake cultivators?
"Brother Wang, I advise you to obediently hand over the relics and all the property of your Wang family. If you are sensible, maybe I will persuade Mr. Xiaochi, otherwise today may be your death day!"

Li Xuanwu said with a grin.

"Hmph, even if I, Wang Xuchen, die, I will not insult the dignity of my ancestors!"

Wang Xuchen said coldly, and at the same time taunted the other party in a sarcastic tone: "If you like being a dog, then go kneel and lick it. When the time comes when there is no owner to feed your bones, I will see how you feel."

"Very well, then let Mr. Xiaochi take care of you." Li Xuanwu said with a flick of his sleeves.

"Old man, who is scaring you by becoming so ugly!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed towards the mutated old man, and the long sword in his hand cut across a graceful arc of the moon, with a shocking momentum.

It was Qin Yang!

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they were horrified.

This guy is crazy, even a fake cultivator dared to fight, if it was an ordinary person, he would have run for his life.

"Hmph, overthinking one's abilities!" Li Xuanwu's mouth curled up in disdain.

"Boy, within one move, I will kill you!!"

The mutated old man looked at Qin Yang suspiciously, waved his pale fist, and a majestic destructive wind, carrying a hot temperature, attacked Qin Yang like a storm.

click -

Wherever the storm passed, the field cracked, and the floor was thrown into pieces, causing people around to find places to hide.

"This is the power of a false immortal cultivator? It's too powerful." Wang Xuchen was disheartened.

"One trick? I should be the one who told you this!"

The corner of Qin Yang's mouth cracked into a sarcasm, and he said in a low voice, "Kill God!!"

Swish!
The sword was like a blue dragon, and with a roaring sound, it tore through nothingness, condensing an extremely powerful murderous aura, and rushed towards the old man.

This sword is enough!

"puff--"

Hearing the sound of the weapon piercing into the flesh, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood, staring incredulously at the wound pierced by the sword energy on his chest, speechless in a daze.

Countless vitality slowly flowed from the wound, causing the bone spurs on the old man's back to recover slowly.

"how can that be?"

The old man's eyes were extremely unwilling, but also full of doubts.

In the secular world, is there really any strength that can crush false cultivators?

"It's too ugly, when I reincarnate in the next life, turn me into a pig and come back!"

Qin Yang didn't stop on his feet, stepped forward with one step, and chopped off the old man's head with a long sword in his hand, without any delay.

The head gurgled and rolled to the feet of Li Xuanwu and the others, and they backed away screaming in fright, their faces turning pale.

"you you……"

Li Xuanwu pointed at Qin Yang, but remained silent for a while.

He finally invited two masters from the Japanese kingdom to help him suppress the Wang family, but he was killed by Qin Yang easily. One of them was still a fake immortal cultivator, so how could he go back and explain it.

"Do you have any treasures at home?"

Just when he was in a state of confusion, Qin Yang suddenly appeared in front of him and asked with a half-smile.

Li Xuanwu was taken aback, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he squeezed out an ugly smile: "Young... Young Hero is really powerful, from now on...he will be the pride of China..."

"What about you? Is it Huaxia's shit?" Qin Yang laughed.

The smile on Li Xuanwu's face froze, and then he said with a sneer: "Young Xia is really humorous, we won't bother you today, we will meet later."

"Wait, you haven't answered my question just now, do you have any baby at home?"

Qin Yang stopped them.

"This……"

"Young man, their family has a lot of treasures." At this moment, Wang Xuchen, who looked gloating at his misfortune, raised his voice and said, "Not only do they have a lot of antiques, but they also have some magic weapons from the ancient martial arts world."

"Oh? It seems that I have gained a lot."

Qin Yang's eyes lit up.

"Young man, don't listen to his nonsense!" Li Xuanwu glared at Wang Xuchen, and looked at Qin Yang flatteringly. "Young man, if you are short of money, I can give you..."

"I'll go to your house tomorrow, and all the treasures will belong to me. Do you have any objections?"

Qin Yang interrupted him and asked with a smile.

All babies!
Li Xuanwu's complexion changed, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

His son next to him shouted, "Boy, what can you do if you can fight? There are people in our government who will beat you to death!"

"Your son is too naughty."

Qin Yang shrugged and was about to take out his sword.

"Young man is easy to talk!" Li Xuanwu trembled in fright, and quickly said with a sneer: "Okay, okay, I promise, all the treasures will belong to you, just come and get them tomorrow."

"keep your word?"

"It must be true!"

Qin Yang showed a bright smile, and patted the other person's shoulder: "Okay, he is very knowledgeable about current affairs. I like this kind of person the most. I hope you won't become stupid tomorrow."

Hearing the other party's words, Li Xuanwu's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded with a smirk, but a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)