The Three Realms of Super Students

But before Lu Shengming had time to speak out, he saw Zhang Xiaofan's fist greeted the temple on the right side of the axeman.

No screams came, not even any sound!

Everyone saw that the head of the axeman with the machete was directly like a smashed watermelon, and it suddenly shattered, and the head was red, white, and splashed.

"what--!!!"

When everyone saw this scene, they all shouted in shock.

This is simply unthinkable. In front of such a young man who looks ordinary and even a bit thin, he just broke an adult's head with just a meat punch.

"Who dares to do it-!!!"

Zhang Xiaofan growled!

Suddenly, the twenty strong men saw the headless corpses under Zhang Xiaofan's feet at this moment, all of them were so scared that the machete held in their hands began to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xiaofan strode forward.

Within ten meters of his body, no one dared to step forward.

Everyone flashed four words in their hearts: "Invincible — !!!"

"boom--!"

Zhang Xiaofan threw the token directly in front of Lu Shengming with a wave of his hand, and smiled: "Da Lu, how do you break through these three levels, did you get into your eyes ?!"

After hearing Zhang Xiaofan's questioning, the people of the sword shield security company only recovered from the previous shock.

They looked at the ground below the steps, which had been stained with dazzling blood, and looked at the headless body that had fallen not far behind Zhang Xiaofan.

One by one, they shivered chilllessly, and a cold rushed straight down the floor of their feet to the Tian Ling cover.

"This ... this guy ... this guy is so special!"

"Little ... Little Red Guy ... Little Red Guy you ... Are you crazy? Here is where our sword shield security company is. You actually dare to kill someone, and you want to make it happen!"

Lu Shengming saw Zhang Xiaofan looking at himself--

With just a glance, he scared him a few steps back, then hurriedly pulled a b 柄 shǐu from his waist, tremblingly pointed the tip of bǐshǒu at Zhang Xiaofan.

Lu Shengming was trembling with twins and his throat was tight. In this extreme fear that he had never seen before, he was stupefied by horror.

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan who was pressing towards him step by step, Lu Shengming's hand holding the knife shivered more and more.

"Dang 啷 —— !!!"

The sound of a metal hitting the ground suddenly sounded--

I saw that bǐshǒu, who was originally held and held by Lu Shengming, fell to the ground at this time.

Zhang Xiaofan looked down and looked at bǐsh 在 u at his feet, shook his head and sighed, stretched out his hand, and patted Lu Shengming's face, feeling, said.

"The way of life has really changed these years. Wastes like yours, which can't even hold a knife, have come out of the society."

"It's a market economy now, and everything has to look forward."

"Can it be done, you guys who are foolish, are so foolish? Don't say that you are compared with the Medellin Group and the Yakuza Organization, but how can you not mix too bad ?! "