3399: C3399 I Peed My Pants

C3399 I Peed My Pants

"As a student, you are so disrespectful to me! You even called me by my name and I taught you a lesson, shouldn't you? "

"Or should I say that my Great Uncle Cruel hasn't acted for too long, so you all think that I'm old? Do you think that my temper has gotten better? "

"Hmm?"

"Don't tell me that's what they all think? "

Crack... Crack...

Tai Shu Jie strode forward as the spiritual energy around his body boiled...

His sharp gaze looked at Lu Feng as the vigorous baleful aura on his body instantly condensed...

This baleful aura was not something that could be easily condensed. One had to kill countless people in order to slowly spread out.

"I..."

"I'm not...!"

"Don't... Don't kill me..."

"I was wrong... I was wrong..."

The leader of the fourth grade, lu Feng, was now filled with terror. His body couldn't help but tremble.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with terror, and he no longer had the slightest bit of courage he had earlier...

In fact, there was even a puddle of rice yellow liquid on the ground all of a sudden...

In the next moment, a pungent smell that caused one's scalp to go numb spread out...

Everyone:... ""

What a good fellow! How could a good fellow be so outstanding!?

At this moment, he felt his brain explode!

What else could he say now...

He could only show off his dark face...

He was so frightened that he wet his pants.

A wave of sighs came from the surroundings...

"Just now, I saw that this Lu Feng was quite resolute and I almost believed him..."

"F * ck... this is it? That's it? It's so embarrassing!"

" I thought there was a brave warrior in our fourth grade! He was able to face the necromancer, but I didn't expect him to be a silver spear and candle head! "

"Even if he's cowardly, there's no need to pretend like this..."

"F * ck... Can't I just f * cking throw up? I'll throw up until the end!"

"Ugh..."

……

A torrent of insults erupted.

The face of the fourth grade team leader of the Radiant Academy, lu Feng, gradually became extremely blood red!

Damn it!

All of them deserved to die!

These bastards actually dare to laugh at me?

How dare they!

Where did this group of people get their courage from!

Aren't they afraid of death?

Bastard! They are all bastards! They were all bastards!

The rapid breathing showed the extreme uneasiness in his heart...

At this moment, endless resentment and resentment were transmitted from the depths of his soul.

He had no words to say, and he was extremely anxious!

What followed next was nothing!

Lu Feng clenched his fists. His lowered eyes were filled with hatred...

Die!

All must die!

This bunch of bastards! None of them were good!

They actually dared to mock him!

Sooner or later... Sooner or later, I will make all of you pay the price!

One by one! None of them can escape!

"Faang Fann! And that Faang Fann!"

"He must die!"

"If it wasn't for him! Taishu Jie would definitely not have targeted me, and I would definitely not have ended up like this!"

"You have Taishu Cruel protecting you outside. Once we enter the True God's abode, let's see how I'm going to kill you bit by bit!"

Lu Fengying's eyes were filled with killing intent. The endless hatred in his heart could no longer be controlled.

At this moment, he only wanted to vent.

The instant of death, it was completely suppressed!

At this moment, taishu Jie's expression was extremely dark...

What the hell was that?

Just a slap and he pissed his pants?

And this was even the leader of the Radiant Academy's fourth grade?2

"As a student of the Radiant Academy! One's combat strength and cultivation can be slightly lower than others, but one's courage must not be lost!"

"Someone like you, no matter how high your cultivation is, is still trash!"

"You only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong. In the end, you won't achieve anything!"

"If you were my disciple, I would have slapped you to death long ago!"

"Disgraceful!"

"Get lost!"

Tai Shu Cruel waved his hand, and immediately followed up with a full-fledged retort.

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