rebirth proud of the world

However, they had such good luck, but the four instructors of Wangcheng Demonic Martial Arts Academy, including Hong Jingyu, did not have such good luck.

Under the sudden and unparalleled turbulence of the drunken man, which seemed like the sky was shattering, Hong Jingyu and other four powerful third-level men all had their lips bleeding, their spiritual consciousness was violently impacted, and there was a drama in their minds that was like thousands of needles piercing their brains.

pain.

Under this unbearable severe pain, the four people who had stood up, ready to watch the development of the situation, and ready to take action at any time, all collapsed on the ground, covering their heads that seemed to burst, and uttered bursts of sounds in their mouths.

Painful moans.

At this time, they are not half as strong as a third-order, thousand-army Yipi strongman should be!

Obviously, if you expect them to rescue you, you can just jump off the building to see God.

Hong Libing looked helplessly at the crowd around him, then looked at Terry, the third princess, the four girls from the Department of Magic, and Ryan, with the trusting eyes of the seven people. He sadly discovered that it seemed, seemed, probably, maybe, should

, he was surrounded by so many people, he actually had no one to count on!

Under such circumstances, Hong Libing's desire to watch the show, hide his strength, and not be in the limelight was completely shattered.

"stop!"

Then, he shouted out a very old-fashioned line that Hong Libing had always despised in a very helpless and unwilling tone.

Coupled with his weak appearance at the moment, he looked quite unimpressive.

Hong Libing has always been a very unscrupulous person, and he has basically never practiced restraint or anything like that.

In his previous life, if he encountered this kind of situation, he would usually calm down, grab a bag of snacks and start watching a show.

If necessary, run away at any time, or fall to the ground and pretend to be dead.

As for stepping forward to save people from disaster, that depends on the situation. But under normal circumstances, there is no need to count on it.

What's more, Hong Libing has just started practicing cultivation, and his cultivation is far from complete. Expecting him to step forward was simply a dream in his previous life.

However, things have now turned around.

Hong Libing was reborn into a big family, with an old brother, a bad friend, and a pretty and cute little fiancée beside him. No matter how shameless he was, he couldn't abandon them and run away, or fall to the ground and pretend to be dead.

Corpse.

There was no other way. Seeing that those idiots from the samurai tribe were going to anger the drunkards and escalate the situation, Honglibing had no choice but to step forward and risk his life to stand out.

"Sigh... life is so damn helpless." After Hong Libing sighed, his body suddenly shook, and the mysterious and mysterious Falling God Broken Star Steps transformed and stepped out under his feet, and the distance of ten feet disappeared in an instant.

A shadow flashed, and Hong Libing, who transformed into a stream of light, instantly appeared in front of the drunkard. He clasped his hands and bowed respectfully to him.

"I'm Hong Libing, I've met my senior." After saying this, Hong Libing suddenly stood up, stretched out his hands, and stopped the group of warrior students who were rushing in.

Under his slender arms, strength like steel bars appeared at this moment.

"This move..." The drunkard's body was shaken, and the light suddenly flashed in his eyes, like cold electricity tearing the sky apart. Two dazzling arcs of light seemed to flash across the third floor of the hotel, and he was immediately moved by it.

One light.

This is the natural manifestation of spiritual consciousness that is so powerful that it condenses into substance!

It cannot be owned by a peerless person who has not reached the heavens in cultivation!

Even Hong Po Cang, Hong Po Bing's grandfather, who is known as the number one person in the fifth level holy realm, can't compare to the drunkard!

But...well, how should I put it?

The students of the Samurai Division, who had no knowledge, no experience, and no idea what this meant, were still shouting loudly, without any conscious thought of being lambs to be slaughtered.

"Don't be afraid of enemies who are like gods, but be afraid of teammates who are like pigs." This sentence is indeed true at all.

The drunkard ignored the loud shouting and the ant-like students of the Samurai Club, straightened up, and began to look at Honglibing with great interest.

His flashing eyes, as if they could penetrate the world's illusions, were enough to make anyone's heart tremble.

"Huh?" After a brief observation, the drunk man made a surprised sound and frowned deeply.

Hong Libing smiled slightly. He knew that the drunk man was wondering why Hong Libing was clearly standing in front of him, but he still couldn't detect it with his spiritual sense.

The reason is actually very simple. As the reincarnation of a seventh-level god-level expert in the past, Hong Libing is stronger than the drunkard in terms of realm and mental power.

If Hong Caibing concentrates on hiding, the drunkard will naturally not be able to discover anything.

However, Hong Libing believed that the drunkard would never think of going here. This was because he was too young at this time, only seven years old.

The drunkard would never believe that a seven-year-old boy could have the spiritual consciousness of a seventh-order god-level powerhouse.

And this was exactly what Hong Libing had to stand up and dare to talk to him!

"Interesting boy." The drunkard looked at him again for a moment to no avail, and suddenly laughed softly, and the expression on his face seemed to have softened a lot.

Hong Caibing secretly sighed. His method of "playing tricks" to gain the upper hand and gain a foothold seemed to have achieved extraordinary results.

At least, the drunkard has been able to look at it seriously and no longer regard them all as ants.

Hong Libing turned around and glanced at the students of the Warrior Department who were surrounding him. He cupped his fists and sincerely bowed his hands to the drunkard, saying: "Senior, don't blame those who are ignorant. I wonder if I can sell it to the next face, sir?"

Remember the villain and let these classmates of mine go?"

"Hahaha..." After hearing Hong Libing's words, the drunk man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. He laughed so crazily that even tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, as if he had heard something extremely funny and the most ridiculous thing in the world.

The speech is average.

In response to this, Hong Libing smiled calmly, not angry, and still kept smiling calmly, staring at the drunken man with calm eyes, calmly, as if the person he was laughing at was not him.

It is always meaningless when a person laughs alone.

After laughing for a moment, but not getting what he expected, Honglibing was so angry that the drunkard stopped his meaningless laughter.

He stretched out his hand to rub his chin, his eyes flashed, he looked at Hong Libing with a half-smile, and said: "Young man named Hong, why do you want me to sell you a favor? Do you have the qualifications? Do you have the strength? You

Why!"

The drunkard's tone became more and more fierce as he spoke, and by the time he said the last "Why do you have", he was already questioning him.

There was a moment of emptiness, and the surrounding area was instantly filled with a formidable aura. The fierce murderous intent was like a divine weapon from the Nine Heavens, pointing firmly at the Hongcrack Ice with unparalleled sharpness.

For a moment, Honglibing had the feeling of being alone and helpless in an enemy country.

This is not an illusion!

In front of a master of Drunk Man's level, even if all the Samurai Department students around Hong Libing were upgraded to the third-level golden warriors of Qianjunyi, they could not save Hong Libing's life.

The drunkard's strength is undoubtedly the best among the people he has seen since Honglibing was reborn.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that there was a huge difference between heaven and earth, cloud and mud before a third-level gold-level fighter in front of him.

If he really lets go and kills, no one in the audience will be spared.;