"Who are you...how did you get here?"

This bald middle-aged man holds a yellow stick in his hand and looks menacing.

Then, his eyes suddenly fell on Tang San's face.

"It's you, you are the Tang San who came to the academy to register..."

At this moment, another old voice came from the side.

"That's right, it's this Tang San. The dean granted him the freedom to enter and leave the academy, but he brought disaster into the academy."

I saw another very skinny old man walking out of a corner.

Tang San recognized it, this was the old man in charge of the second level exam.

"You are talking about this woman, who is she?"

The bald middle-aged man holding a long yellow stick immediately turned his attention to Bibi Dong.

"It doesn't matter who she is, what's important is... it must be not easy for this woman to arrive here quietly. There is indeed something wrong with this Tang San. The vice-dean should have gotten rid of him directly in the first place."

As the skinny old man spoke, he had already released his martial spirit. The muscles in his originally skinny body actually swelled, and black hair grew on his arms, head, and face, and he suddenly became

It's more than two meters high.

"Black bear...possessed."

Six soul rings rose from the skinny old man's feet. It turned out that his martial soul was a black bear.

The bald middle-aged man on the side immediately understood what the skinny old man said, and when he stepped on it, six soul rings also surrounded him.

The martial spirit of the bald middle-aged man is naturally the long stick in his hand.

This person looked like a monk. Tang San clearly remembered that this person had appeared in the anime, but he didn't know what his strength was.

Of course, these are not important, anyway, in front of Bibi Dong, they are already two corpses.

The soul saint who possesses the true form of martial soul may still have the slightest chance of surviving against a titled Douluo...

But it is absolutely impossible for the Soul Emperor to threaten a titled Douluo with a powerful martial spirit.

Tang San thought to himself, then with a smile on his face, he took a step forward and said arrogantly.

"That's right, I do have a problem... I brought my sister Xiao Wu to join your Shrek Academy. The purpose is to kill all you teachers, dean and deputy dean, and torture the useless master to death. You

Not convinced?"

Tang San's arrogance and arrogance shocked the two Shrek Academy teachers in front of him.

Yes, this is actually Tang San's nature. He usually pretends to be innocent just to pick up girls. He is the son of Haotian Douluo, so he must be so unruly.

"It seems that the dean has been targeted by Wuhun Palace... But you boy, when Senior Zhao Wuji didn't kill you, you seem to think that you can really survive his attacks? Let's let him go today

Look, what is Shrek's real monster..."

The skinny old man who had turned into a black bear glared at Tang San fiercely, and suddenly launched an attack, slapping Tang San's head hard with two huge bear paws.

At the same time, the skinny old man who turned into a black bear roared loudly.

"Boy, it seems you don't know that not only the students of Shrek Academy are monsters... we teachers of Shrek Academy are also real old monsters... Look at my fifth soul skill, Black Bear Tearing Palm...

"

The powerful palms of the skinny old man who had turned into a black bear suddenly became a bit bigger, and at the same time there was a strong storm between the palms. In his opinion, this palm could definitely blow the head of the arrogant boy in front of him.

Explode.

However, just when his palms were about to touch Tang San.

Suddenly, a jade hand strangled his neck, instantly squeezing him back to his original form from a black bear. He turned back into the skinny old man again, with his old eyes wide open and filled with fear.

"you you you……"

The skinny old man looked at the noble and beautiful woman in front of him. His old body was trembling weakly, like an old man about to drown.

He never expected that the fighting power he had unleashed with all his strength would be as ridiculous as playing monkey in front of this woman.

Bibi Dong looked at the skinny old man in front of her, her beautiful eyes twinkling, and said.

"Just now... you said you were a real old monster, then... who am I?"

Facing Bibi Dong's eyes, the skinny old man felt deep fear at this moment.

In his opinion, although the face was beautiful, the suffocating cold eyes and the aura that hit his face were like a murderous god.

Of course, this skinny old man's guess was correct. Bibi Dong is one of the only two killing gods in the world today.

"I...I am nothing, I am a dog...Please, please...spare my dog's life..."

The skinny old man could not speak, and could only make indistinct sounds from his throat, but there was a desire for life in his eyes.

This old man once followed Zhao Wuji and massacred several families. He was wanted by the two empires and hid here out of desperation.

He really didn't want to die, Tang San felt that even if he were asked to imitate dog barking at this time, like the useless Xiaogang, he would not hesitate.

Unfortunately, Tang San was not interested in this.

"Dong'er, leave this to me, let me try the power of this shotgun... I also made this before, and I haven't used it for a long time."

As he spoke, Tang San quickly took out another S680 shotgun from Sansheng III Moonlight Night, walked up to the skinny old man, pointed it at his withered head, and then directly pressed the trigger.

"Bang...bang..."

At such a close range, the shotgun fired two gunpowder bullets, blowing the skinny old man's head from the chin up on the spot. The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"You are okay with this thing...Brother Tang San."

Bibi Dong looked at the shotgun in Tang San's hand, pursed her red lips, and then she threw away the remaining headless body of the skinny old man whose head was blown off, just like throwing away garbage, just in the long hand.

Stick at the feet of the bald middle-aged man.

When the bald middle-aged man who originally looked like a master saw the corpse at his feet with his head blown off, he was so frightened that he backed away and almost lost his grip on the stick in his hand.

"No, no, no, this is not true, this is not true..."

Seeing the long-haired, tall and sexy Bibi Dong walking towards him, the bald middle-aged man's legs trembled with fright. Then he turned around quickly and ran forward as hard as he could, shouting as he ran.

"It's not good...Senior Wuji, please save me, please save me..."

This place is very close to the residence of Fudo Ming Wang Zhao Wuji, so this bald middle-aged man desperately hopes that Zhao Wuji can come to save him...

But unexpectedly, before he ran ten meters away, his body suddenly stiffened.

Then, the bald middle-aged man's body fell down uncontrollably, his mouth opened wide, and he wanted to shout, but couldn't.

"Bang..."

I saw that the still beating heart of the bald middle-aged man was pulled out by Bibi Dong from behind. A blood hole had burst out of the bald middle-aged man's back and was bleeding out.

Bibi Dong, who was more than ten meters away, held the beating heart of the bald middle-aged man in his hand, but seemed to find it uninteresting, and then threw it out, hitting the bald middle-aged man's head hard.

puff……

With his heart broken, the soul emperor, a bald monk who once dominated the world of soul masters, fell to the ground and became completely silent.

This scene made Tang San tremble with fear, and then he clapped his hands quickly and praised.
Chapter completed!