Doomsday: I have one more keyword than others

After picking up more than a dozen people in succession, they failed to find a single spirit stone. Seeing the dean catching up, Duge had no choice but to stop, grabbed half of the dean's arm, and threatened him leisurely.

Dozens of brocade-clothed monks from the monastery surrounded Duge. Watching Duge snap off his dean's finger, they all hesitated and did not dare to rush forward.

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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 want their lives .

The most important thing is, how did this guy take off the dean's arm?

mid-air.

The dean had a gloomy face, looking for an opportunity to take down Duge and keep his own arm. If it was the normal foundation building stage, he would definitely be able to cut off Duge's arm with two sword qis, and the opponent would not have time at all. reaction.

But now, he dare not gamble.

Wang Chong below is so fast that he is hardly weaker than him.

Wang Chong's exercises are all in one hand, once his arm is destroyed by him, even if he learns his exercises, it will be greatly reduced.

"Sure enough, it was a demon who seized the house." The dean didn't want to reveal his selfishness, he stared at Duge below, and said in a deep voice, "It is the duty of the monastery to kill the person who seized the house, so it's not worth sacrificing half an arm !"

"The dean is really upright." Duge suddenly stretched out his foot, stepped on the thumb he had thrown on the ground, and said with a smile, "Then I think the dean will not mind if I crush this finger."

"Stop!" The dean's expression changed suddenly.

"You should say lift your foot." Doug smiled, took his foot away, and showed his thumb underneath, "Don't worry, it's okay!"

"Give me back your arm, and I'll let you go." The dean took a deep breath and said.

"You fool, I'm at the foundation building stage, and you are at the Golden Core stage. I ran forward, but you caught up with me and cut me off. Who should I talk to?" Duge gave him a blank look, without any sincerity.

"What do you want?" asked the dean.

"Give me dozens of spirit stones, let me break through to the golden core stage, you can fly, and I can fly, and then I will give you my arm back, and everyone will have their own destiny, 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, why don't you come down, let's have a good talk!" Duge looked up at the sky, "To be honest, I am very upset when you look high above me, and once I am upset ..."

Click it!

Another finger was snapped off by Doug and dropped to the ground.

All the monks in the monastery were in an uproar.

The dean's pupils shrank suddenly: "Wang Chong, do you know what you are doing? If my arm is destroyed, this old man will never end with you."

Duge put his hand on his middle finger and said with a smile, "Come down and talk!"

The dean took a deep breath, lowered the flying sword, and stood opposite Duge, looking at the arm missing two fingers, his eyes seemed to kill people, he never thought that one day, facing a foundation building period, he would helpless.

"Come here, let me touch it." Duge looked at the dean, smiled and raised his eyebrows at him.

Wow!

All the monks of the monastery were stunned on the spot, and the eyes they looked at Duge suddenly became strange.

"Wang Chong, don't bully me too much." A sternness flashed in the dean's eyes, "Don't you want the spirit stone? I can give you the spirit stone, but only if you give me your arm, otherwise, old man If you try your best not to, I will kill you here."

"I know you can beat me to death. However, Dean, you lost half of your arm, but you didn't get anything. You just beat me to death. Are you willing?" Doug looked at the dean and shook his head. Shaking his head, he said, "Don't you feel bad?"

"..." The dean held his breath.

"Most people in the monastery still don't know about the Tianlan Valley!" Duge sighed, "Since you tricked me from the Seven Star Gate, you must have silenced the people in the Tianlan Valley... ..."

Xu Heming, who was pressed down by the monk in brocade clothes, was shocked suddenly, and there was a trace of horror in his eyes when he looked at the dean.

The dean frowned: "Shut up, don't try to sow discord, this old man is not as dirty as you think."

"Really? Then you are as kind as I am, we are the same kind of people!" Duge smiled, "If the people in Tianlan Valley are alive, the news that happened in the valley will spread sooner or later. You put I was beaten to death in the monastery. What do you think will happen when the news about Guli spreads?"

The dean looked at Duge with an uncertain expression on his face.

"Will the people above blame you?" Doug said, "Privately, I lost an arm and didn't benefit; publically, I will probably be punished and lose the position of dean. That's such a big deal." One time, why are you bothering?"

"Shut up." The dean shouted again.

Listening to the riddle-like conversation between the two, the monks in the monastery were at a loss. They didn't know what happened, but they had a faint feeling that their dean seemed to be manipulated by the other party.

"Wang Chong, your junior and junior sisters are in my hands, return your arms to the dean, otherwise, I will kill them." The monk in Jinyi put his knife on the neck of the seventh junior brother, and the other monk put his knife on the younger junior sister. neck.

"Brother, save me." Seventh Brother said in a panic.

"Senior brother, leave us alone, the seventh junior brother betrayed us." The little junior sister shouted, "You run, the farther you run, the better..."

Seeing the captured Seventh Junior Brother and Junior Junior Sister, Du Ge was stunned for a moment, frowned, then looked away from them, shook his head and said with a smile: "You are an idiot, you have already said that I am Duoshe Yes, you don’t know them well, so you threaten me with them?”

The dean keenly caught the change of Duge's expression, and in a flash, he had already come to the side of the junior sister, stretched out his hand to pinch her neck, and said with a smile: "Wang Chong, in the Tianlan Valley, I heard that you are in every possible way. In defense of your little junior brother, before, I was unwilling to believe it, but now, I believe it, give me back your arm, and I will spare them from dying."

"Third senior brother, leave me alone... woo!" The little junior sister was righteous, but halfway through her words, she was strangled by the headmaster, struggling so hard that she couldn't speak.

"I told you that I was the one who seized the house." Duge didn't even look at the little junior sister who was caught by him, and glanced at the seventh junior brother from the corner of his eye, as if he was relieved.

"It turned out to be him." The dean smiled, threw the little junior sister aside, and then grabbed the junior junior sister by the neck, "I didn't realize that your hobbies are so different..."

Halfway through the sentence, the seventh junior brother stretched out his hand, ignoring his own neck, and raised it as fast as he could, covering the dean's eyes: "Senior brother..."

A figure flashed past.

The line of sight was blocked, and the dean was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment, he loosened his hand, and lost the perception of the only hand left.

Knowing that something was wrong, he sent the seventh junior brother flying with his spiritual power, and jumped up, but before he jumped up, he felt his body was tightly bound, and the spiritual power in his body was quickly released.

It was Duge who locked himself tightly on him in a very entangled way.

The dean reacted quickly, using his spiritual power to control the flying sword, and slashed towards Duge's palm that was clinging to him.

At the same time, surging spiritual power came out of his body and hit Duge who was wrapped around him.

Accompanied by a dull sound, there was the sound of bones breaking on Duge, and a mouthful of blood spurted out at that time.

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 one hand attached to the Dean's body.

And as Duge's palm kept leaving the dean's body in order to avoid the flying sword, the dean's neat clothes were all thrown out by him.

The people around were dumbfounded.

"Dean, it will be your head if you pick it off again." Duge's voice sounded in the ear of the dean at the right time.

The flying sword stopped abruptly, stopping at Duge's back.

Feeling the rapid loss of spiritual power in his body, the dean's expression twisted and struggled: "Kill me, and there will be no place for you in Yan Country."

"Let go of the dean, or I'll kill him." Brother Jinyi's knife was placed on the neck of the seventh junior brother again, and now he was furious after being deceived by the seventh junior brother, wishing to cut the severely injured and unconscious seventh junior brother with a knife.

"It was an arm just now, and now the whole dean is in my hands, whose hostage do you think is more valuable?" Doug gave him a sideways look, and said disapprovingly.

"Let him go." The dean glared at his subordinates angrily, and cursed an idiot in his heart. If he hadn't been so affectionate, he wouldn't have fallen to where he is today.

The brocade-clothed monk shyly moved the long knife away.

The little junior sister stared blankly at the unconscious seventh junior brother, with tears streaming down her face, unable to utter a word.

She hated herself for being so stupid for not realizing that it was the Seventh Junior Brother's plan?

Obviously the headmaster caught her first, so why didn't she think of giving the third senior brother a chance...

As a large amount of spiritual power was poured in from the principal's meridian, Duge felt that in his dantian, a golden elixir gradually took shape from empty to real, and he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, it was done!

Not in vain for him to cultivate a junior!