Chapter 148 Tang San smashed Zhao Wuji to death with the Clear Sky Hammer, just as violent as Sister Dong'er (Part , please subscribe)

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

The bald middle-aged man was holding a yellow stick and looked menacing.

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

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

Just then, another old voice came from the side.

"Yes, it was this Tang San. The dean allowed him to enter and leave the academy freely, but he brought disaster into the academy."

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

Tang San recognized him; this was the old man in charge of the second level of the exam.

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

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

"It doesn't matter who she is. What's important is... this woman was able to arrive here quietly. She must be extraordinary. There is indeed something wrong with this Tang San. The vice-president should have gotten rid of him directly."

As the skinny old man spoke, he had already released his martial spirit. His originally skinny muscles suddenly swelled up, and black hair grew on his arms, head and face. He suddenly became more than two meters tall.

"Black bear... possessed."

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

The bald middle-aged man on the side immediately understood what the skinny old man said. He stepped on the ground and six soul rings also emerged from his body.

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

This person looks like a monk. Tang San clearly remembers that this person appeared in the anime, but he doesn't know how strong he is?
Of course, these are not important. In front of Bibi Dong, they are already two corpses.

A Soul Sage with a martial soul avatar might have a slight chance of survival against a Titled Douluo...

But it is absolutely impossible for a Soul Emperor to threaten a Titled Douluo with a powerful martial soul.

Tang San thought to himself, then he smiled, 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 with the purpose of killing all of you teachers, the dean and the vice dean, and torturing the cowardly master to death. Are you not convinced?"

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

That’s right, in fact, this is Tang San’s true nature. He usually pretends to be innocent just to pick up girls. But he is the son of Haotian Douluo, so he has to be so unruly.

"It seems that the dean has been targeted by the Spirit Hall... But you, kid, Senior Zhao Wuji didn't kill you back then, do you think you can really survive a few moves from him? Today, I'll show you what the real monster of Shrek is..."

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 with his two huge bear paws.

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

“Boy, it seems you don’t know that not only the students of Shrek Academy are monsters… We, the teachers of Shrek Academy, are real old monsters… Look at my fifth soul skill, the Black Bear Tearing Palm…”

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

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

Suddenly, a jade hand grabbed his neck fiercely, instantly pinching him back to his original form from a black bear. He turned back into the skinny old man again, his eyes wide open with fear in them.

"you you you……"

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

He never thought that the fighting power he had exerted with all his strength would be as ridiculous as a monkey in front of this woman. Bibi Dong looked at the skinny old man in front of her, her beautiful eyes gleaming with brilliance, and said.

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

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

In his opinion, although this face is beautiful, the suffocating cold eyes and the overwhelming momentum are like a killing god.

Of course, the skinny old man’s guess was correct. Bibi Dong was one of the only two killing gods left in the world.

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

The skinny old man was speechless and could only make unclear sounds from his throat, but his eyes showed a desire for life.

This old man once followed Zhao Wuji and massacred several families. He was later wanted by the two empires and had no choice but to hide here.

He really didn't want to die. Tang San felt that at this moment, even if he was asked to bark like a coward Yu Xiaogang, he would do it without hesitation.

Unfortunately, Tang San was not interested in this.

"Donger, leave this to me. Let me try out the power of this shotgun... I made this before, and I haven't used it for a long time."

As Tang San spoke, he quickly took out another S680 shotgun from Three Lives Three Worlds: Moonlit Night, walked up to the skinny old man, aimed at his withered head, and then pulled the trigger.

"Boom...bang..."

At such a close distance, the shotgun fired two gunpowder bullets, which instantly blew up the skinny old man's head above his chin. The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Your thing is not bad...Brother Tang San."

Bibi Dong looked at the shotgun in Tang San's hand, pursed her red lips, and then she threw the remaining headless body of the skinny old man whose head was blown off like throwing away garbage, right at the feet of the bald middle-aged man holding a long stick.

The bald middle-aged man who originally looked like a master was so frightened when he saw the corpse with a blown head at his feet that he stepped back repeatedly and almost couldn't hold the stick in his hand steadily.

"No, no, no, this isn't true, this isn't true..."

Seeing the tall and sexy Bibi Dong with long flowing hair walking towards him, the bald middle-aged man was so scared that his legs were shaking. Then he quickly turned around and ran forward desperately, shouting as he ran.

"Oh no... Senior Wuji, please save me, please save me..."

This place is very close to the residence of Acalanatha Zao Wou-Ki, so the bald middle-aged man desperately hopes that Zao Wou-Ki can come to save him...

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

Then, the bald middle-aged man fell down uncontrollably, his mouth wide open, wanting to shout, but no words came out.

"Boom..."

The bald middle-aged man's still beating heart was pulled out by Bibi Dong from behind. A bloody hole had burst out on his back, and blood was oozing out.

Bibi Dong, who was more than ten meters away, pinched the bald middle-aged man's beating heart in her hand, but seemed to have no interest in it. She threw it out and hit the bald middle-aged man hard on the head.

puff……

With his heart shattered, the bald monk Soul Emperor, who once dominated the soul master world, fell to the ground, completely silent.

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

"So violent, worthy of being Dong'er."

(End of this chapter)