Chapter 754

Zhao Chang's face was full of grimace, and his heart was full of boredom. He felt that the five people in front of him were all stinking dog dung.

How can such rubbish make such a big noise and waste so much time? In the end, who gave them the courage to refuse his kind solicitation?

"First! Go to hell

At this moment, Zhao Chang's eyes were so cruel that he didn't even bother to use his weapons. He clawed his right hand directly at the back of Zhang Peng's head, which was powerful enough to tear the refined steel. Even the hardest skull of the human body was tofu.

Boom!

The air exploded, the sound roared like a ghost scream, and the speed reached the extreme, leaving almost only an illusory light and shadow.

One meter!

Half a meter!

One inch!

Half an inch!

See, the next moment, Zhang Peng will be Zhao Chang directly to a claw crushed head to die.

At this time, Zhang Peng can clearly feel the pressure of death, and his face is very pale. But in his eyes, Wang Xu is still more than ten meters away, walking slowly step by step.

Seeing this scene, even if Zhang Peng knew Wang Xu again, and knew Wang Xu's terrible strength, he was puzzled in his eyes, then frightened, anxious, and finally regretted.

Why didn't wang Xu rescue him?

Is there not enough strength to save? Or, or simply don't care about him, so live or die at will?

Between lightning and flint.

"Click!"

The harsh voice suddenly rang out.

Zhao Chang's grasp of the implementation, his eyes have not faded the color of cruelty, followed by extreme shock, and incredible.

Only because the scene of Zhang Peng's skull splitting like a watermelon did not happen. On the contrary, his right hand was shocked back with a great force, and the tiger's mouth was in pain.

And Zhang Peng, is in good condition!

A layer of invisible barrier, I don't know when to protect Zhang Peng's head behind the void, let Zhao Chang's grasp fundamental breakthrough.

This kind of strange scene, talk about Zhao Chang's thinking appeared a trace of stagnation, the fundus of the eye is at a loss, completely unable to understand what happened.

But at this time.

There is no need for Zhao Chang to understand.

Wang Xu suddenly stepped out, his body shape was like a flash of light, slightly twisted, and appeared in front of Zhao Chang.

"Hoo

A big hand directly across the void, directly on Zhao Chang's face.

Wang Xu's face was expressionless.

The next moment.

The power of terror broke out, and Zhao Chang's whole person directly slapped him in the face.

There was a tumbling and trembling of the clouds around. It seemed that this movement had touched some array, but the tumbling of the clouds was calming down again, as if they were powerless.

All the way, Zhao Chang turned into streamer and shot back to the way he came.

It's just a breathing room.

He crossed the distance of more than 200 meters and rushed out of the trapped dragon array.

But Wang Xu's figure, like a shadow, follows him closely. He reaches out his right hand again and grabs Zhao Chang's head. A cold voice comes from his mouth

"Now, tell me, who is rubbish?"

instant.

Trapped outside the Dragon array, the original crowd of laughter and noise directly became silent.

People subconsciously look up, eyes first at a loss, and then doubt, uncertainty, and finally all the pupils quickly enlarged, which is the ultimate shock and incredible.

No one knows who the owner of the voice is.

But the man in the big hand, the man like a mole ant, is

Zhao Chang!

Dead silence.

As the mountain wind blows, everyone present is extremely cold. Many people are in a trance. It seems that the big hand is also on their face.

That is, how powerless.

Even though the owner of the big hand, they could not help but have a kind of heartfelt awe for each other.

In this hand, a great master of liupinjing, like mole ants, how terrible is the strength of the master of that hand?

Who is not in awe?

Wang Xu grabs Zhao Chang and walks out slowly. After Mingming enters, he can't exit except through the array. It seems that there is no general restriction for him.

When he came out, he glanced at the crowd outside, and his eyes fell on Zhao Chang in his hand

"Answer me, who is rubbish?"

Although he asked, Wang Xu didn't mean to speak to Zhao Chang.

His five fingers, constantly closed, were so powerful that Zhao Chang could not resist. Zhao Chang had no resistance at all. His face was red, his eyes were in a trance, and there was no ability to think.

Next second.

Touch!

Zhao Chang's whole head, like a watermelon, exploded into a mass of blood mist. He was crushed by Wang Xu and died.

From Wang Xu.

When Zhao Chang's head exploded, the headless corpse fell to the ground.

The whole process, before and after also less than a breathing time.

It's too fast!

It's so convenient that everyone on the scene has no time to react. Zhao Chang is dead, and their mind is still in chaos. There is a kind of unreal feeling that everything that happens in front of them is a trance of dreams.

That's a great master of liupinjing!

That's Zhao Chang, the leader of the Youth League in the top ten outside the college. He has a prominent position and no one dares to provoke him. He is awed by thousands of outside students and tens of thousands of outside servants!

He just died?

To his death, he didn't even have a chance to answer Wang Xu's question, or even a scream.

The headless corpse fell at Wang Xu's feet. It was like filthy, uninhabited garbage. If someone saw it, they would frown and disgust. No one cared who the dead man was.

Even without a head, who knows Zhao Chang if others don't say?

Even if the head is still there, a dead man, who cares who he is?

It's not garbage. It's what.

All around, there was only the sound of people's breathing. It was the sound of awe and fear.

No matter who it is, they all stare at each other. Apart from the extremely shocked sound of air-conditioning, no one dares to breathe out loud. Many people even hold their breath for fear of disturbing Wang Xu.

If you don't agree, kill a great master of liupinjing. What is it?

"You, tell me, who is rubbish?"

Wang Xu slowly raises his head and looks around. Finally, his eyes fall on Han Cheng.

In his divine sense, Han Cheng's breath gives him the most dangerous feeling.

"Who are you, sir?"

At this time, Han Cheng is also staring at Wang Xu, full of astonishment.

He can be sure that no one else entered the Dragon trap except Chu shuliu and Zhao Chang. So, where did Wang Xu enter?