rebirth proud of the world

Hong Libing sighed secretly in his heart. He knew that in front of a person of Drunk's level, all the rhetoric was just a mirror, and only strength could prove everything.

"Just rely on this finger!" Hongli Bing took a step forward, stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and slowly moved across the void in front of him, without any fluctuation of power or burst of breath.

But this move, which was unremarkable in the eyes of others in the audience, made the drunk man's body tremble violently, and his eyes showed unparalleled shock.

This kind of shock is like a self-proclaimed genius finding that he has been surpassed by an illiterate person in the field in which he is most proud and best at.

"Everything in the world is bound, and only laws can make it immortal." Hongli Bing murmured in a low voice, and made another stroke with his right index finger, secretly matching the movement of heaven and earth.

In the eyes of a drunkard, this casual stroke of the ice is infinitely mysterious, as if it transcends the three realms and six realms, the reincarnation of the world, and has a meaning of living as long as heaven.

The meaning represented by this made the drunk man's heart beat violently and received a strong impact.

"Half-gods and half-gods are only half-gods after all. Although they have a long lifespan, they will eventually come to an end." Hongkaibing paused for a moment, stared into the drunk man's eyes, and suddenly chuckled, saying: "Senior, look at me.

What is your state? Compared with you... is it higher or lower?"

"You are worthy of life and death! Who are you?" The drunkard's face turned cold, and he took a step forward. His sharp eyes, along with the majestic power, suddenly erupted from his body.

"Boom——"

A powerful wave of power, like thousands of air bombs exploding at once, shook the void and set off a fierce wind like a hurricane.

The students of the Samurai Division who were very close to each other bore the brunt of the disaster. They were blown away by the strong wind like pieces of sawdust, knocking over tables and benches, and they were in a mess.

"This... what kind of power is this?"

"It's so scary. Who is he?"

The group of warrior students who fell to the ground in a panic were frightened by the drunken man's overwhelming strength.

With just a little bit of energy, sixty masters who have entered the rank can be thrown away in confusion, without the ability to fight back.

With this method, they believe that even a fourth-order dark gold-level fighter who is invincible and comparable to a giant dragon can't!

The drunkard is more powerful than they believed!

On the other hand, Hong Libing was at the forefront of the drunken man's energy. Although his thin body was rocking like a small boat in the sea under the drunken man's energy, and seemed to be shattered at any time, the smile on his face never changed.

Changed.

In his clear and fearless eyes, there is a trace of insight into the illusion of the world and the calmness of being confident and mastering the world.

"It's indeed a good spirit." The drunk man's eyes flashed, he suddenly said, and nodded.

As soon as he raised his sleeves, the overwhelming energy and unparalleled pressure that surged from his body disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

With this move, the drunkard demonstrated his mastery of power down to the smallest detail.

"Although I don't know where your realm comes from, your strength is really bad." The drunkard's tone was calm, and there was no emotion on his face. "As long as you have enough time, you will be able to

Reach or even surpass my realm!”

Hearing this, Hong Libing smiled proudly, with a rare domineering look flashing in his eyes.

"A sage once said: When the red sun rises, its path will shine brightly. When a river emerges from its undercurrent, it will cascade into the ocean. A dragon lurks in the abyss, its scales and claws fly. Entering the tiger's roaring valley, all beasts are terrified. An eagle and falcon test its wings, and the wind and dust are sucked in.

.The first-born of a strange flower is as bright as the emperor. The generals have their hair cut and their awns are shining. The sky is blue and the earth is yellow. Even though there are thousands of years, there are eight wastelands. The future is like the sea, and the coming days are long."

The corner of the drunk man's mouth drew an arc, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Hong Libing with a look that looked at interesting things, and said with a half-smile: "What do you want to say? I'm not very educated, don't talk to me.

Talking nonsense and playing the tricks of a scholar."

"Geniuses must have shown their talents when they were young, and their heads are outstanding!" As he spoke, Honglibing rolled his sleeves and put his hands on his back, standing proudly, with a look of disdain in his eyes. "Since ancient times, heroes have been born from young, and heroes have always been like this.

!”

"Bah bang bang..." The drunk man clapped his hands and clapped his hands, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Since ancient times, heroes have been born young, and all heroes have been like this. But..."

Suddenly, the drunk man changed his subject, his face suddenly turned cold, his eyes erupted with two terrifying cold rays, and murderous intent condensed into the void.

The surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a lot, with ice crystals and snowflakes faintly appearing, and white mist curling up.

"Hong Libing, don't you know that people have been jealous of talented people since ancient times?" The drunk man smiled coldly, revealing his white teeth.

The cold murderous intention shot up from his body, as if it could cover up the sun and moon, and the three lights. It was extremely strong and could gather together and never disperse.

A shadow of a black dragon-shaped ferocious beast from the Nine Nether Abyss surged and transformed behind the drunkard's body, opening its majestic maw to the Hongkaibing, as if it could swallow the sky and the moon.

At this moment, the door to the world of death seemed to have been opened by the cracked ice.

The hymn of the underworld is as clear as ever.

The dark scythe of the God of Death in Hades seemed to have quietly appeared between his neck.

"You won't kill me." Hong Caibing's eyes flashed and he suddenly spoke, his calm words exuding a decisive confidence.

"Why are you so confident?" the drunkard said coldly, "Only because of your ancestor of the Hong family? Huh! Don't say he's not here yet, even if he comes here, I may not be afraid of him!"

"This has nothing to do with my ancestor of the Hong family. I am confident. This is because I can help you realize your wish. You need me, so you don't dare to kill me!" Hong Libing stood with his hands behind his back, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his eyes as deep as

The vast starry sky is full of strange magic.

"Wish? Hahaha..." The drunk man's eyes flashed, and then he laughed sarcastically, as if he had heard some ignorant words.

"What's the reason for the sorrow in your eyes?" Honglibing continued without changing his expression.

"You're looking for death!" The drunkard suddenly thrust out his right hand, his face changing suddenly.

A violent and ferocious aura, like a giant beast from the wild, filled his face, and his eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot eyes and turned blood red.

The drunk man looked like a furious dragon whose scales had been touched. The endless sky-burning flames seemed to be pouring down, burning everything in the world.

Hong Chuibing remained motionless, letting the shocking torrent from the drunkard's right hand fly past his ears, blasting through the wall on the third floor of the hotel, allowing the scorching sun to shine down.

"Huhuhu——"

The cold wind blew from the big cave, and the smoke and dust spread everywhere, knocking the stunned students of the Royal City Demonic Martial Academy back to their senses.

At this moment, all the students were trembling, looking at the drunken man with angry eyes and murderous intent, looking like a Shura demon with fearful eyes.

For a moment, the whole place was silent, you could hear a pin drop, and even the sound of breathing was hard to hear.

They are afraid that their heavy breathing will attract the eyes of drunkards!

"Being angry is tantamount to admitting." Hongli Bing's expression was as usual, his tone was still calm, without any trembling, just like the drunken man's violent attack before did not make him afraid at all.

"You said there is mourning in my eyes? What a joke!" The drunkard crushed the ground with his foot and roared angrily: "With my current strength, I can turn my hands into clouds, turn my hands into rain, and change the weather with just a thought, so what's the point?

Is it difficult for me to be troubled?"

"No one in the world can do everything, not even a seventh-level god-level expert who can survive life and death." Hong Libing raised his head and cast his gaze towards the drunken man's twinkling eyes, "Give me time,

When I succeed, I will give you a helping hand to repay your kindness today!"

The drunkard's body trembled, and Hong Libing's eyes seemed to be able to see into the mysteries of the world. He was so unsettled that he turned his head and looked away.

"Why should I...believe you?"

"I swear on my dignity!" Hong Caibing showed a rare seriousness on his face and spoke decisively.

The drunk man's heart moved. After he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, he suddenly turned around and faced Hongkaibing with his back.

Hong Libing knew that the drunkard did this because he didn't want Hong Libing to see the cowardice in his heart.

Hong Libing's previous words had completely shaken the drunkard's heart.

Drunkard, he is also a person with stories. In this regard, he is very similar to Hong Libing.

"Is it Honglibing? Very good, remember what you said today." The moment the drunkard finished speaking, a dazzling silver light with a strange and unpredictable atmosphere in the space suddenly flashed from his body, illuminating

It lights up the entire floor.

The next moment, ripples flow, time and space change, and in one step, we are at the end of the world.

The figure of the drunkard disappeared from everyone's eyes instantly like a ghost.

This is not the ultimate expression of speed, but a spell similar to teleportation.

The meaning of this was only one person in the audience who could truly understand it.

Space rules!

A sixth-level demigod level expert!

"Huh..." Hong Caibing let out a long breath, and his tense heartstrings finally relaxed at this moment.

At this time, he noticed that his back and palms were wet with cold sweat and were muddy.

No matter how good Hong Libing's mentality is and how tyrannical he was in his previous life, in this life, he is still just a first-level master.

Facing a sixth-order semi-god-level warrior like Drunk Man who could conquer millions of armies, Hongli Bing could not truly remain as calm as the breeze blowing on his face and put his life and death at risk.

His calmness and expression just now were 90% deliberate.

In fact, the moment the drunk man attacked him violently, he was so frightened that his legs weakened.

If it weren't for the fact that the drunkard was so powerful that there was no difference between running away or not running in front of him, Hongkaibing would have used Falling God Shattering Star Step to dodge away.;