Chapter 33 Cover up? 2

"Bum." The fireball-like fist hit the steel claws, and the crisp sound of the bones could be faintly heard. Qiao Yun's fist tightly pinched the claw.

When Su Lang covered the fist with his claws, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, smeared a ferocious smile on his face, and shouted, "Kid, pay the corresponding price for your ignorance..."

Speaking of this, the blue veins on the back of his hand bulged, and the five fingers slowly closed, and the crisp sound came out. Qiao Yun was so painful and embarrassed that his face turned red. He couldn't help the pain of pain and shouted in pain.

"Damn, this bastard dares to challenge Douluo College, he deserves it..." When he saw Qiao Yun, who was in pain, Wang Kun and other three people who watched the 'good play', had a sinister sneer on their faces and couldn't help cursing.

"Ky, it's over. Fubo died in your hands, as long as your arms are cheap to you. Su Langshu shouted and the hand that grabbed Qiao Yun's fist suddenly moved, trying to pull it off abruptly.

"Sneer, sne..." At this time, the black roach in the sleeve robe quickly flashed out, and the sharp claws waved to the arm that grabbed the fist. Five ferocious wounds bleed out.

The timely action of the black iodine also made Qiao Yun's fist get out of Su Lang's claws, but he did not escape, but wanted to kill Su Lang with one shot.

Forcibly resisted the pain, the soles of his feet pedaled on the ground, and his body suddenly rose a hundred feet high. Qiao Yun stepped straight to Su Lang's head with the power of the seven-step determination of quenching thunder.

Su Lang, who blushed with pain, suddenly looked awe-inspiring, and his arms crossed over his head.

"Bum." The soles of his feet stepped on his arms, and Qiao Yun's feet kept stepping on the two arms above his head. The ferocious wound on his arm and the soles of his feet stepped on the wound, which also made Su Lang miserable.

Immediately, Su Lang forced the fighting spirit to run, and the vast fighting spirit gushed out of his body and condensed into a fighting gas shield, which blocked Qiao Yun's feet.

"Bum, bang, bang..." The electric snake's entangled soles of feet stepped on the bucket shield. Except for severe shocks and many cracks, the bucket shield shows no signs of fragmentation.

In the blink of an eye, the soles of the feet stepped on the fighting shield more than a dozen feet, but still did not break. Qiao Yun is also very clear that the strong man in the seventh rank should not be underestimated. Stepping on it like this will not have any effect, but will put himself in trouble.

Immediately, the soles of his feet stepped on the fighting shield twice. With the help of this force, Qiao Yun quickly fled to the distance.

"If you want to leave here, leave two arms first." The sound is like a bell, and the sound echoes in this world.

"Destroy the mountain palm." As Su Lang's forgiveness fell, the overwhelming palm prints came out of his palm and came to Qiao Yunyin who escaped.

The palm print belt has a violent wind, and the green robe on the body is close to the skin, and it is even difficult to breathe. Qiao Yun sensed that this palm print was much more powerful than that of the previous palm. It seemed that Su Lang's old dog wanted his own life.

"Damn, it seems that if you want to leave here today, you can only use the power of Dragon Horn." Seeing the approach of the palm print, Qiao Yun had to pin his hopes on the dragon horn.

At this time, an angry roar came not far from the street; "Damn it, my son of the king of Zhennan, why did I ask you to teach you a lesson? Do you really think my Qiao family is easy to bully?

A strong air blade suddenly appeared, and the palm print that had just been hit by Qiao Yun and was about to be imprinted on him dissipated. Immediately, a burly figure appeared on the roof, and the robe on his body danced, giving people a strong pressure.

Seeing that Qiao Yun was about to be killed, but at the critical moment, a Cheng Yaojin came out. Su Lang's face was dark, and his deep pupils shot out a sharp light, touching the burly middle-aged man on the roof. Su Lang shouted coldly, "Who are you? Why did I interfere in this matter?

"Well, who am I? He is my son. Even if you beat him, you want me to beat him. Why do you want to beat my son? Looking at his embarrassed son Qiao Yun, a sense of forgiveness suddenly rose in Qiao Fei's heart.

The corners of his eyes twitched twice, and Su Lang shouted coldly, "Your son? As the saying goes, killing people will pay for their lives. Your son killed my Su family. Do you think this account should be calculated?

"Ha, ha... My son killed your Su family? May I ask who he is and what is his strength? Qiao Fei suddenly looked stunned and immediately asked with a smile.

Su Lang said in a low voice, "What do you mean? Is it to cover up your son?

"Protect?" A sarcastic smile appeared on Baorui's face, and Qiao Fei sneered, "The king of the south of my town has always been upright and solemn. If I really kill your Su family, I will definitely deal with it impartially."

"Are you the king of Zhennan?" Su Lang asked in surprise, and immediately, his face was full of a joking sarcasm and said, "It turned out to be the king of Zhennan... With such a highly valued old man, no wonder your son is so arrogant and domineering. If I guess correctly, you are just a nominal king of Zhennan, aren't you?"

"Ha, ha..... I didn't expect that the king of Zhennan with an empty hat would be as powerful as before. Su Lang said with a sarcastic smile.

Qiao Fei snorted coldly and immediately shouted for forgiveness; "The king of the south of my town is good and sits upright, not afraid of others talking behind his back. If you are on a special trip to mock me, I'm sorry I don't have time to fight with you here..."

"And slow down..... It's not so easy to get out of here." Su Lang immediately stopped and said, "If you don't make it clear today, you can't leave here with your son."

His fists were clenched, and Qiao Fei forcibly resisted the forgiveness of his heart. If he really made a big move, Wang Kun's old dog would definitely take advantage of this matter to participate in himself in front of the king.

With deep pupils and soft eyes looking at his son Qiao Yun, Qiao Fei asked slowly, "Yun'er, can you really kill their Su family?"

"Kill their Su family? Father, you overestimate your son. Fubo is a strong man in the seventh rank, and I have just stepped into the fifth rank. How can I kill Fubo? Qiao Yun knew very well that his father would stand on his side and quickly explained.

Seventh-order strongman? Qiao Fei's face flashed with surprise, and immediately, he shouted loudly, "How can a five-level junior strength kill a seven-level strong man? You must have made a mistake?"