My personal school belle president

Chapter 654 Give you a clear mind! (5th update)
Pay half the tax?
Faced with such an obvious blackmail, Qin Yang was also extremely speechless.

If I had known this before, I should have listened to Tong Lele's words and grabbed it directly, so why bother.

But he was very puzzled. When other people came to auction things, the other party didn't seem to charge any taxes, but only charged him. It seemed that the two pills made the other party greedy.

Sure enough, the woman spoke:

"Mr. Lu, our firm has never cheated customers. If you can tell where the two pills came from, and the information is accurate, we can give you 50 spirit stones, and we will never break our promise."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let your ambush come out."

Qin Yang said lightly.

He has already sensed a few breath fluctuations hidden around here, it seems that the other party has already prepared to force him to stay here.

The woman in red frowned, and cursed inwardly, "You don't have to drink fine wine if you toast,"

She raised her slender hand and waved it lightly, and suddenly there were six men in black in the huge back hall and living room, holding a cold sword in their hands, which smelled faintly of blood, it can be seen that they are usually murderous masters without blinking an eye.

Four spirit stage masters, two golden core stage monks...

Using the system to test the strength of these people, Qin Yang was quite disappointed when he found that none of them were enough to beat him.

"Mr. Lu, I will give you another chance, as long as you..."

However, before she finished speaking, she saw Qin Yang's figure disappear from the spot with a "swish", turning into afterimages and attacking the monk on the right.

The turbulent fist carried a terrifying lethality, blowing a whirlwind.

Facing the sudden attack, the cultivator stretched out his fist reflexively, and punched it heavily, but the strength of that force far exceeded his estimation.

"Oh!"

As soon as the two sides came into contact, the cultivator turned pale, his chest felt tight, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out wildly, his body also drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air and fell heavily on the ground.

This scene was unexpected, and when everyone reacted, Qin Yang had already rushed towards the second person.

"Just because you want to keep me?"

As Qin Yang's disdainful words fell, the ferocious aura condensed crazily on his fist, and after a while, it seemed that an invisible vortex formed on his fist, increasing its attack power.

Seeing this, the monk quickly took out the long knife in his hand and drew a large ripple.

"clang--"

When the fist hit the weapon, it was almost like a thunderbolt, smashing all the tables and chairs around, and the others backed away in fright.

What was even more shocking was the monk.

I saw that the big knife in his hand was forged from unknown material, it had been bent [-] degrees by the opponent, and even the corners were cracked.But that fist didn't stop at all, and struck again.

"Oh!"

Another monk flew upside down, spurting blood.

In just a few seconds, two monks were severely injured one after another. This kind of strength is frightening.

"Bold!"

At this moment, a purple arrogance rose up like a substance, and the terrifying fighting spirit rushed straight into the sky. A purple sword slashed down from the top of Qingyan's head, full of violent aura.

But it was the Jindan master.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately took out his magic weapon, intending to confront Qin Yang.

"Chong!"

Qin Yang also took out his long sword and went to meet him.

The sound was like a drum, rumbling, and the violent aura of the Overlord Purple Knife in the opponent's hand rose again and again, and when it was close to Qin Yang, it slammed down on the top of Qin Yang's head.

The sneering sound of the air being split, and the ferocious look on that face merged into an extremely bloodthirsty maniac.

Stab it!

The long sword in Qin Yang's hand brushed past the magic purple knife in his hand, sparking a burst of sparks, his trembling arm went numb.

After the two fought for a few rounds, the old monk obviously became weak under Qin Yang's fierce offensive, and finally, when the knife in his hand stopped accidentally, he was stabbed into the chest by Qin Yang!
The sword was drawn, and the blood covered the floor!

In an instant, the entire back hall was in a bloody state.

After killing the old monk, Qin Yang didn't stop, and his figure flashed in front of another monk in the spirit stage like lightning.

The other party was terrified and wanted to escape, but Qin Yang grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

The strong sense of suffocation made the opponent roll his eyes and struggle with his feet.

Qin Yang pinched his fingers, and there was a click, and the throat bone of the other party was instantly crushed, leaving no vitality.

"Next!"

Qin Yang was full of evil intentions, blood in his eyes filled the sky, he walked casually, grabbed another soul cultivator in his right hand like fishing for a moon in a sea, and twisted it lightly.

The head flew away, blood spattered!
At this moment, there was only one golden core old man left, with a look of extreme fear on his face.

Seeing Qin Yang approaching, he gritted his teeth, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and said, "Hero, I ran into you blindly. Please forgive me this time."

"Yes, know the current affairs!"

The corner of Qin Yang's mouth twitched, his right hand clenched into a fist, his index finger raised slightly, and he slammed towards the opponent's chest.

Hearing only a "click", the opponent's breastbone was completely shattered, abolishing most of his skills.

After solving the ambushes of the guards, Qin Yang walked up to the pale and trembling woman in red, and said lightly, "Do you still want to keep me?"

"me……"

The woman in red clenched her fists, feeling extremely regretful in her heart.

I didn't expect the opponent to be so powerful!
She tried her best to show a charming and charming smile, and when she casually raised her little finger, she hooked her collar slightly, revealing most of the snow peak, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, it's just a misunderstanding."

"Snapped!"

A slap in the face slapped the woman's smooth and jade-like cheeks, and immediately swelled up, with faint blood oozing out.
"I don't know what it means to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. As long as someone dares to bully me, I will never let him go!"

Qin Yang's tone was cold.

He raised his foot and kicked the woman's lower abdomen violently!

Kicking it to the ground with the table behind her, the woman twisted her face in pain, feeling as if her lower abdomen was about to be crushed, her pretty face was as pale as paper from the pain, dripping with cold sweat.

Qin Yang walked over, tore her hair, and lifted it from the ground.

"Sometimes pretending to be smart will cost you your life. When you do anything, don't get water in your head, you know?"

Qin Yang smiled at her.

The bloodthirsty smile made the woman shudder, terrified, secretly regretting that she had provoked such a malevolent star.

"Give you a clear mind."

Qin Yang dragged the woman by her hair, dragged her to a intact marble table, and slammed her head on the marble.

Bang!
His forehead burst open, and blood gushed out...

The glaring blood beads crawled along the woman's neckline, looking extraordinarily alluring on the white and delicate skin.

(End of this chapter)