Chapter 29, Killing is unlimited!

Excuse me, I recently returned to the college because the outline was not well written, so I chose some more YY feelings, which is a little funny, but I still feel that something is missing. If you think it is not well written there, please write down your opinions in the comments. Brothers who want to come quickly. Who was the first sofa?

Along the way, Jun Yichen always heard some rumors about Ling Gewei, such as a new generation of campus masters, such as a strong and immortal dark horse in the school, and now he is now a superior in the school.

"Do you want to challenge me again?" Jun Yichen smiled at the corners of his mouth. The buddy has been calm for a long time. Now he just lacks an opportunity. Once he breaks through the level of combat effectiveness, he believes that even if he meets a level 7 person, he can definitely have a fighting power with his physical and fighting spirit.

"Isn't that the dark horse brother of our school?" Jun Yichen, who was walking on the road, heard a strange name and looked at the girl not far away pointing at himself.

"No, that's the calm brother of our school." Another girl pointed to Jun Yichen again, and the expression on her face was very repulsed by the girl next to her.

Jun Yichen is too lazy to ask about the reasons for these things.

What Jun Yichen doesn't know is that the campus forum has already issued a crazy discussion about Jun Yichen. A Tyron about whether he is a dark horse or a calm brother has become more and more intense.

"I think Jun Yichen is definitely the most powerful dark horse in the history of our college, so I support him," said the brother of a building proudly.

"Bullshit, he hasn't defeated Ling Gewei, another dark horse in our college. He is definitely a calm brother. It is said that Ling Gewei is looking for him all over the school and threatens to stay in his hometown, but this guy is still wandering on campus extremely calmly." The brother of the other building blew his nose and said. .

"What? This is also called a dark horse. I'm almost faded. Only Li Gewei is the real dark horse." One guy kept refuting.

When the forum of the whole college was fiercely discussed, the so-called calm brother and dark horse brother were sitting in a small corner not far away. One hand is holding his feet, the other hand is holding his nostrils, and he also slows down his hands from time to time.

"Well, this is still standard... This quality is too poor... This is... It's not bad." He stared at the beautiful woman who was not far from the gate while judging.

"What a young man who is not romantic!"

"That's, that's it," Jun Yichen continued to prick his nostrils, plus his feet, and answered with great agreement.

"What do you think of this?" Jun Yichen seemed to have seen Zhijiao and pointed to a girl in front of him.

"Well, the chest is big enough, but the buttocks, it's worth considering..." The other party issued his own judgment.

"A master! The mystery can be said at a glance. Brother, we hate to meet too late." Jun Yichen patted the brother on the shoulder with a painful expression and wanted to be born 800 years earlier.

Finally, the two completely ended the morning in a judgment, and at this time, they also looked satisfied.

"Brother, next time we will have a long talk." Obviously, the other party is still not satisfied.

"Well, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Jun Yichen felt something wrong. The person in front of him was definitely not simple. He felt a turbulent spirit of war, and the other party seemed to deliberately find himself.

"Ha ha, Jun Yichen, I'm right. Now you have to fight with me to leave." The other party looked plain, but he felt a pressure condensing.

"Well..." Jun Yichen was speechless for a while. Who did he provoke? How could he see that the beautiful woman was found by such a woman?

At this time, Jun Yichen carefully looked at the appearance of the person. The stubble was big and didn't seem to be that old. Huh, why did he seem to have seen it somewhere?

"By the way, isn't this the fool with a teenage beard in his thirties and a beard yesterday?" Suddenly, Jun Yichen, who was a little strange, finally remembered, but it was too late to leave.

"Well, what's your name, brother?" Jun Yichen barely showed a friendly smile. In its own words, it's better to cry.

The teenager "Li Gewei" said proudly. The stubble on his mouth is swinging proudly.

"Oh, Brother Li, hello, Brother Wei" Jun Yichen continued to keep his smiling face. I couldn't help thinking that this face didn't know how much it would take for Viagra to grow. This is simply a miracle of mankind.

"Daren, is it? It's Brother Wei, not Viagra." The teenager was very angry and very angry. The beard on his face stood upright. Obviously, he was about to lose his temper. He hated being called Viagra the most in his life.

"Oh, that brother Wei, I'll go first if I have nothing to do." Although Jun Yichen admitted that he was very obscene, he could only look up compared with this brother. Eating Viagra is different when you grow up.

"If you don't fight with me, you can't leave today. You'd better stay and fight!" Viagra is a serious cousin, and he has obviously made up his mind. The body is full of war, and the pressure like a tide is approaching in an instant.

Jun Yichen's surprised face showed a trace of seriousness. It seems that he must fight today, and he is also not weak. His fighting spirit rises from the sky, like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

When the two appeared again, they were already standing in the school's extreme martial arts field. The martial arts field is not allowed to fight, and now the two have to choose here.

Soon the whole school boiled again. A classmate called out "What, Viagra vs. Jun Yichen" very inappropriately, but the next moment he faced the contempt of countless classmates.

"What do you know? It's a dark horse. Goodbye, dark horse." Many students screamed, obviously they didn't want to miss this opportunity.

"What, Jun Yichen fought against Li Gewei. Shit, I missed a good opportunity last time. Now I must go and have a look." A big man kicked the teenager out of the door fiercely, rushed out of the door crazily, and went straight to the martial arts arena.

Poor Jun Yichen painfully found that he was not ready, and the whole extreme martial arts field was almost occupied.

"Viagra will win!! "Brother Wei will win" remembered a burst of cheers under the stage. Obviously, Brother Li has accumulated a lot of fans. Poor Li Gewei wanted to rush to beat these fans, and then told them that his name was Li Gewei instead of Wei Ge.

"Battle" Li Gewei approached quickly, and his palm drew a mysterious trajectory, as if he were writing, which was a word, but Li Gewei kept repeating this stroke, as if it was difficult to draw the next stroke.

It is difficult to see what he is drawing, but when the stroke approached, Jun Yichen seemed to feel a few great pressure, as if the stroke was no longer a simple stroke, but a knife with a stingling murderousness.

Jun Yichen kept retreating, and he felt that Li Gewei's fighting spirit was so strong. With the appearance of the comparison in his hand, the air around him seemed to have turned into a blade, cutting his body.

Jun Yichen's eyes were shocked and his body kept retreating. At this time, he felt that this was no longer a simple blade. With each repetition, the blade in the surrounding space became more awe-in.

Jun Yichen can't retreat, and the surrounding space is murderous. With every stroke in Li Gewei's hand, several wounds appeared on Jun Yichen's body, and that hand is also approaching.

"Strong!" At this time, Jun Yichen felt that his body felt a sense of fragmented collapse, and the danger was getting closer and closer.

At this time, his original running star battle formula suddenly broke out, and every acupuncture point in the depths of his body seemed to have dust shaking, as if there was a trajectory.

The murder is infinite, and the life-and-death crisis is even closer. The air seems to be frozen, and the stroke in Li Gewei's hand is like substance, as if it has been formed. You can clearly see the murderous stroke, which is a word. Even if you just draw that stroke, it already has a shocking power.

Jun Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the big holes around him were running crazily, as if they were evolving the small universe, more like the birth of stars. The endless war spirit broke his body and resisted Li Gewei's murderous intention.

The Jidao martial arts field is silent, and countless people are amazed that this is the real battle, and there is a life-and-death crisis. Under the platform, a man in a white suit calmly looked at the battle in front of him.

"What do you think?" A woman next to him asked softly. If you look carefully, you will be surprised that it is not weaker than the fairy-like flower dream.

"It's hard to say that Li Gewei is very powerful. His martial arts are likely to be passed down from the family. The stroke he drew in his hand is extremely murderous. If he can draw the next one, he will definitely be hundreds of opponents easily, but at this time, he can only accumulate step by step." The man in the white suit opens his mouth calmly

However, the woman pouted and said angrily, "I mean the one opposite him, how do you feel?" She shook the man's hand with one hand, obviously acting coquettishly.

Suddenly, the man who could still maintain his demeanor was helpless and looked at the girl dotingly, "It's very bad, it seems that he is about to be defeated," the man deliberately said.

"Ah!" Suddenly, the girl turned into a disappointed look and looked at the man with some blame and said, "Look again, I don't believe he will be easily defeated."

The man was finally helpless and looked over again. In an instant, his eyes, which were still a little unconcerned, were staring at the two people who were fighting not far away.

At this time, Jun Yichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and Li Gewei approached again, and the murderous intention had already formed a substance. The stroke in his hand seemed to be real, as if it had really turned into a knife, and he cut it out crazily