After picking off more than a dozen people, they still couldn't find a single spiritual stone. Seeing the dean catch up, Duge had to stop, grabbed half of the dean's arm, and threatened him leisurely.
Dozens of monks in gilded robes from the Supervisory Academy surrounded Duge. As they watched Duge break off the fingers of his dean, they all hesitated and did not dare to rush forward.
in.
There were more than a dozen disheveled guys glaring at Duge, but there was a hint of fear in their eyes. They were all in the foundation-building stage, and they were stripped naked by Duge in an instant. It was too easy for Wang Chong to kill them.
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The most important thing is, how did this guy take off the dean’s arm?
Mid-air.
The dean looked sullenly, looking for an opportunity to capture Duge while also saving his own arm. If it were a normal foundation building period, he would definitely be able to cut off Duge's arm if he threw two sword energy at it, and the other party would not have time at all.
reaction.
But now, he doesn't dare to gamble.
Wang Chong below is so fast that he is almost as fast as him.
Wang Chong's skills are all in one pair of hands. Once your arm is destroyed by him, even if you learn his skills, you will be greatly reduced.
"Sure enough, it was an evil spirit who took over the body." The dean did not want to reveal his selfishness. He stared at Duge below and said in a deep voice, "It is the duty of the supervisor to kill the person who took over the body. It is not moral to sacrifice half an arm.
!”
"The dean is indeed upright." Duge suddenly stretched out his foot and stepped on the thumb that he threw on the ground. He said with a smile, "Then I will crush this finger, and the dean will not mind."
"Stop!" The dean's expression suddenly changed.
"You should say lift your feet." Doug smiled, took his feet away and showed his thumb, "Don't worry, it's fine!"
"Give me your arm, and I'll let you go." The dean took a deep breath and said.
"You're just kidding me. I'm in the Foundation Establishment stage, and you're in the Golden Core stage. If I run on the front foot, you'll catch up and chop me off. Who am I going to talk to?" Duge rolled his eyes at him, showing no sincerity at all.
"What do you want?" the dean asked.
"Give me dozens of spiritual stones and let me break through to the golden elixir stage. If you can fly, I can fly too. When the time comes, I will return my arm to you. We all can live our lives, how about it?" Du Ge said.
"How can I trust you?" the dean asked.
"Dean, you don't believe me, and I don't believe you either. Why don't you come down and let's have a good talk!" Duge looked up at the sky, "To be honest, your condescending attitude makes me very unhappy, and once I feel unhappy,
…”
Click!
Another finger was ripped off by Doug and dropped to the ground.
The monks in the Supervisory Academy were in an uproar.
The dean's pupils suddenly shrank: "Wang Chong, do you know what you are doing? If you destroy my arm, I will fight you to the death."
Doug had already put his hand on his middle finger and said with a smile: "Come down and talk!"
The dean took a deep breath, put down the flying sword, and stood opposite Duge. He looked at the arm missing two fingers, his eyes seemed to be murderous. He never thought that one day, he would face a foundation building period.
Helpless.
"Come here, let me touch it." Duge looked at the dean, smiled and raised his eyebrows at him.
Wow!
All the monks in the Supervisory Academy were stunned on the spot, and the eyes they looked at Duge suddenly became strange.
"Wang Chong, don't bully others too much." A trace of sternness flashed in the dean's eyes, "Don't you want the spirit stone? I can give you the spirit stone, but the premise is that you must give me your arm, otherwise, I will
Even if I fight with my arms, I will kill you."
"I know you can beat me to death. However, Dean, I lost half my arm but got nothing. You just beat me to death. Are you willing?" Duge looked at the Dean and shook his head.
Shaking his head, he said, "Don't you feel a loss?"
"..." The dean held his breath.
"Most people in the Supervisory Academy don't know about Tianlan Valley yet!" Duge sighed, "Since you tricked me into coming from the Seven Star Gate, you must have silenced the people in Tianlan Valley...
…”
Xu Heming, who was pressed over by the monks in brocade clothes, was suddenly shocked, and looked at the dean with a hint of horror in his eyes.
The dean frowned: "Shut up, don't stir up trouble, I'm not as nasty as you think."
"Really? Then you are as kind as me. We are the same kind of people!" Duge smiled, "If the people in Tianlan Valley are alive, sooner or later what happened in the valley will be spread. You tell the story
I was beaten to death in the prison camp. What do you think will happen after word spreads about what happened in the valley?"
The dean looked at Duge, his face uncertain.
"Will the people above blame you?" Du Ge said, "Personally, if you lose an arm, you won't get any benefits; sir, you will probably be punished and lose the position of the dean. It's such a big deal.
One game, why do you have to suffer?"
"Shut up." The dean shouted again.
Listening to the riddle-like conversation between the two, the monks in the supervisory school looked at a loss. They didn't know what was going on, but they had a vague feeling that their dean seemed to be controlled by the other party.
"Wang Chong, your junior brother and sister are in my hands. Give your arms back to the dean, otherwise, I will kill them." The monk in Jinyi put the knife on the neck of the seventh junior brother, and the other monk put the knife on the little junior sister.
on the neck.
"Senior brother, save me." The seventh junior brother said in a panic.
"Senior brother, please leave us alone. Seventh junior brother has betrayed us." Junior sister shouted, "Run, the further away the better..."
When Duge saw the captured Seventh Junior Brother and Little Junior Sister, he was stunned for a moment, frowned, and immediately looked away from them, shook his head and smiled: "You are an idiot, you already said that I am a robber."
I’m not familiar with them, so you’re threatening me with them?”
The dean keenly caught the change in Du Ge's expression. In a flash, he had already reached the side of the junior sister. He reached out and pinched her neck, and said with a smile: "Wang Chong, in Tianlan Valley, I heard that you did everything possible.
Protect your little junior brother, before, I didn’t want to believe it, but now, I believe it, give me your arms and I will spare their lives.”
"Third senior brother, please leave me alone... Wu!" The younger junior sister was upright and awe-inspiring, but halfway through her words, the dean choked her neck and she struggled to speak.
"I told you that I was the one who took the body." Duge didn't even look at the little junior sister who was caught by him. He glanced at the seventh junior brother out of the corner of his eye and seemed to be relieved.
"So it's him." The dean smiled, threw the younger junior sister aside, and then grabbed the younger junior brother's neck, "I didn't realize that your hobbies are so different..."
Halfway through the words, the seventh junior brother stretched out his hand, regardless of his own neck, raised it as fast as possible and covered the dean's eyes: "Senior brother..."
A figure flashed past.
The dean's sight was blocked, and the dean was suddenly stunned. The next moment, his hand loosened, and he had lost the feeling of the remaining hand.
He knew something was wrong, so he used his spiritual power to throw his seventh junior brother away, and jumped up. But before he could jump up, he already felt that his body was tightly held, and the spiritual power in his body was quickly released outwards.
But it was Doug who locked herself tightly to him in a very entangled way.
The dean reacted quickly, using his spiritual power to control the flying sword and slashed at Duge's palm that was close to him.
At the same time, surging spiritual power came out of his body and hit Doug who was wrapped around him.
Along with a dull sound, there was the sound of bones breaking on Duge's body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The flying sword arrived in an instant.
Duge quickly moved his palm away to avoid the flying sword.
Cut again, hide again!
But no matter how badly his body suffered, he always kept a hand close to the dean's body.
As Duge's palms kept leaving the dean's body in order to avoid the flying sword, all the dean's neat clothes were thrown out by him.
Everyone around was stunned.
"Dean, if you pick off your head again, it will be your head." Du Ge's voice sounded in the dean's ears at the right time.
The flying sword came to an abrupt stop and landed on Duge's back.
Feeling the rapid loss of spiritual power in his body, the dean's expression was distorted and struggling: "Kill me, and there will no longer be a place for you in the Yan Kingdom."
"Let go of the dean, or I will kill him." The monk in Jinyi put his knife on the seventh junior brother's neck again. Having been deceived by the seventh junior brother, he was now furious and wanted to cut the seventh junior brother who was seriously injured and unconscious with a knife in two.
"It was an arm just now, and now the entire dean is in my hands. Whose hostage do you think is more valuable?" Duge glanced at him sideways and said disapprovingly.
"Let him go." The dean glared at his subordinate angrily and cursed an idiot in his heart. If he hadn't been so sentimental, he wouldn't be in the situation he is in now.
The monk in brocade clothes removed the long knife in a sullen voice.
The little junior sister stared blankly at the unconscious seventh junior brother, with tears streaming down her face and unable to say a word.
She hated herself for being so stupid and not realizing that it was the Seventh Junior Brother's plan?
It was obvious that the dean caught her first, why didn't she think of giving the third senior brother a chance...
As a large amount of spiritual power was instilled from the dean's meridians, Du Ge felt that a golden elixir in his Dantian was gradually taking shape from virtual to solid. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, it's done!
It’s not in vain that he cultivated his junior brother!