Super Dragon Evolution Chapter 582: There is no trace of performance.

Wen Zilong, no matter how powerful the other party wants to report, he does it directly.

The paw stroked towards the guy's neck.

A small third-tier, dare to offend his majesty?

If you are really only Tier 3, you dare to risk the majesty of Lao Tzu, then maybe Lao Tzu sees you so tough and you still have a way out.

But you only dare to be so arrogant because of the strength of those four Tier 5 wild dragons.

Now that I have destroyed the four Tier 5 wild dragons, can you escape?

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from a distance:

"Leave the wild dragon under the knife--"

When a group of wild dragons heard this voice, they all said:

"Is a bachelor of Rice University."

"Municipal Fellows are here!"

"Why would a rice scholar be interceded for such a guy?"

When the young man heard the voice of the rice scholar, a look of hope suddenly appeared in his desperate eyes.

He spoke vaguely.

Although the words are not clear, his expression is still arrogant: "The University of Rice is here, you **** wait for death."

Wen Zilong sneered, ignoring the graduate degree at all.

Ignore this young man.

The right paw lifted up again, and he was about to scratch the young man's neck.

Said while drawing:

"Under the knife? Where is the knife?"

The young man's complexion changed drastically.

The arrogance on his face has completely disappeared, replaced by endless panic.

He never expected that this guy would even dare to shoot himself when he knew it was the arrival of the University of Rice.

Wen Zilong's claws were about to be drawn down, and in his mind, I heard the voice of the academician:

"King, cannot be killed. He is the grandson of the city lord."

Wen Zilong was slightly taken aback.

What's the matter?

The grandson of the lord?

Although Wen Zilong is not afraid of the city lord, if he really killed his grandson, it would be very difficult for him to go to the third floor of the library.

But now the arrow is already on the string and I have to send it.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

His eyes rolled slightly, and he used his consciousness to deal with the scholarship of Rice University:

"I can’t stop here, otherwise it’s embarrassing. So, I continue to do it, you stop with energy, and explain his identity. However, I still show that I am not afraid of power and want to kill him. You die Save him. Then I look at your face to spare his life."

Replied by the University Scholar: "Yes."

Wen Zilong's claws continued to slash towards the neck of the young man.

At this moment, the mount of the Rice University Scholar came not far away.

With a wave of the right hand of the Mi University scholar, a burst of aquamarine energy was instantly thrown out and wrapped around Wen Zilong's right paw.

The Master of Rice took the other end of the energy and yanked.

Wen Zilong's right claw was pulled and changed its trajectory.

The paw ran three inches across the front of the young man's neck.

The cold sweat on the braised young man’s forehead has long since fallen off, but at this time it is like an amnesty:

"Master of Rice, kill him! Kill him for me!"

Wen Zilong turned his head, his face was cold:

"Medal, what does this mean?"

Master Mi University held a fist to Wen Zilong: "Master Wu, he offended you, he was wrong first. But he is the grandson of Lord Santos, David Lee. Please also look at the face of Santos, Let him go this time."

The savage dragons around were a little surprised to hear that this young man was actually the grandson of the city lord.

"I have always heard that the lord of the city has a grandson who has been living in the royal city for these years. This time the lord of the city went out to do errands and said that he would be picked up by the way. I didn't expect it to be him!"

"But depending on his character, he doesn't look like the lord at all."

"There is no way, who made him the grandson of Lord Santo."

"Since he is the grandson of Lord City Lord, I am afraid Master Wu dare not kill him again."

"Nonsense, only if you have a problem with your brain will you dare to kill the grandson of the city lord."

"No matter who it is, he dare not do anything again when he knows he is the grandson of the city lord."

And when the young man heard the discussion from everyone around him, the despair in his eyes had completely disappeared, and his arrogance appeared again.

He stared at Wen Zilong and said:

"Come, kill me! Come and come, swipe here, and it's done with one claw."

"You can kill me if you have the ability."

"Whoever dares today is a grandson."

"Come on!"

At this point, Wen Zilong's claw suddenly lifted up again.

Straight down to David Lee's neck.

Nami University scholar hurriedly shouted: "Master Wu, it can't be used."

Speaking, another wave of energy swayed, directly entangling Wen Zilong's right claw.

This claw of Wen Zilong has once again deviated from the track.

But this time, it's just a little bit off.

His paw still cut through the skin of David Lee's neck.

哧——

With a soft sound, blood spurted out suddenly.

All the wild dragons present were stunned when they saw this.

It wasn't until a long while later that I recovered.

"My God... my God!"

"Really killed, he really killed Lord Santo and his grandson."

"Master Wu actually dared to do it!"

"As expected of Master Wu, I really have the courage."

"But Master Wu really got into trouble this time."

Then David Lee trembled even more in shock.

I don't know where I threw the folding fan in my hand.

She covered her neck with her hands and exclaimed in horror:

"Save me...save me...save me..."

Nami University Associate rushed over at this time and hurriedly inspected David Lee's wound.

However, according to Wen Zilong's instructions, he did not immediately give the result.

Instead, he checked for three full minutes, so that David Lee was shocked enough.

Then he said with a sigh of relief:

"Fortunately, it just hurt the epidermis."

That claw really only hurt the youth.

It looks **** and terrifying, but it's actually just a little skin trauma.

David Lee was so frightened that he collapsed and couldn't even speak.

He really didn't expect that this guy is not afraid of the heavens and is not afraid, knowing that his grandfather is the lord of the city, he even dared to make a move.

At this time, the University of Nami said:

"Master Wu, he is the grandson of the city lord."

Wen Zilong said coldly: "You heard it too, he asked me to kill. How dare I not follow the command of the Lord of the City to kiss his grandson?"

While speaking, he even waved his claws to kill David Lee.

"Master Wu, you can't use it, you can't use it!"

Said the Mi University scholar, he hugged Wen Zilong tightly.

Still begging for love:

"Master Wu, even if I beg you. For the sake of my face, please spare him this time."

However, Wen Zilong remained unmoved and still had to wave his claws.

"Master Wu, he just arrived this morning. You kill him, I can't tell the city lord."

"If you really kill him, I'm afraid I will be over. Even if it is for me, just spare him this time."

……

Wen Zilong looked at the appearance of this rice scholar, secretly amazed:

Good homework, this acting is also great.

No exaggeration, no pretentiousness, no trace of performance.

Forget it, the little golden man Oscar owes me, I'll give it to you.