Son-in-law Dan Zun

Lin Yi's figure ascended to the battlefield in a casual and daunting posture.

His eyes became extremely serious and focused, and his aura suddenly changed.

The long sword flashed in his hand, assassinated toward the drum.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The war drums were continuously awakened, but with the performance of Mo Fan and the three of them, Lin Yi's performance seemed unremarkable.

Even the speed must be a little slower.

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise.

The sixth war drum was beaten, but a terrible counter-shock force also made Lin Yi directly powerless and fly backwards.

He can still only sound the six-sided drum.

This scene also made many experts in Huangxuan Academy ascertain that there was nothing wrong with the drums of war.

That is to say, there is no need to doubt the talents of the three Mo Fans.

All three of them possess talents that are better than evildoers, far better than Lin Yilai.

At this moment, Lin Yi's figure gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked towards the seventh war drum.

"What is he going to do?" The elders of Huangxuan Academy showed a different expression. Does Lin Yi want to learn from Yaoyue?

On the battle platform, strong wind howled.

At this moment, Lin Yi could not see the slightest sloppy meaning on him, he was just a dedicated sword repairman.

Sword aura flashed all over his body, making the space on the battle platform extremely violent, full of sharp sword aura.

"Swordsman, never go forward."

"Swordsman, be brave and fearless."

"Swordsman, cut everything."

Lin Yi stepped forward, pouring out voices, his sword seemed to have undergone transformation at this moment.

Finally, before his figure reached the seventh drum, the sword shot out.

"Boom!"

The drum of war, which had never been sounded by him, resounded at this moment.

But above the war drum, there were also a dash of devastating sword energy that shook back, shaking its figure flying away.

In an instant, blood-stained wounds appeared on his body, extremely embarrassed.

But at this moment, he didn't seem to feel the slightest uncomfortableness, instead he showed a smile.

"Thank you!" He said to Demon Yue.

Yaoyue looked at Lin Yi and said coldly: "It has nothing to do with me."

Lin Yi was noncommittal, and turned to Xia Li, "Dean, there is nothing wrong with the performance of the assessment."

Xia Li nodded slightly, and said solemnly: "No matter who it is, you shouldn't be so foolish next time, making jokes about your life."

"Yes!" Lin Yi grinned, and then, his face returned to the dignified look.

He knew very well that Xia Li was not really teaching them.

For today's scene, I am afraid no one is happier than Xia Li.

The assessment continues.

This time, Mo Qingcheng took the initiative to step onto the battlefield.

In her view, An Yixue and Luo Wushu are almost unsuspecting nine-sided drums.

Therefore, she chose to walk out after Bai Ning, and wanted to see early to see how far she could achieve it.

"laugh!"

A brilliant light of life and soul blooms.

As the Heavenly Soul Piano emerged, the allure-like figure became extremely outstanding, dazzling like a goddess.

Before taking the shot, many experts in Huangxuan Academy were looking forward to it.

Not surprisingly, Mo Qingcheng was also an extremely enchanting character.

I don't know how much she can do, beating the drums of battle on all sides, or all.

Even they themselves didn't realize that their expectations of Luo Wushu and his party are no longer whether they can pass the assessment.

But to what extent can it be evil.

"Zheng!"

The piano sounded, and the drums vibrated.

A terrifying sonic confrontation broke out on the battle platform between the electric light and flint, but it also gave people a pleasing feeling.

Mo Qingcheng's demeanor seemed so elegant, but it showed that Qin Yin's offensive was no less than any previous one.

"Boom!"

The trembling drum sounded loudly, and this also caused the hearts of many powerful men to tremble. It was the seventh war drum that Mo Qingcheng rang.

Sure enough, it was another evildoer.

Lin Yi's face changed blush, recalling the words that he had said before Luo Wushu and his party, he felt ashamed.

Every time a person boarded, he seemed to be turned over and whip the corpse repeatedly.

The devastating sonic offensive shook back from the drum, but the alluring figure still sat elegantly in front of the Heavenly Soul Qin, quickly plucking the strings.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The sonic offensive was annihilated, and then Mo Qingcheng continued to pluck the strings with ease, and the offensive with increasingly high pitched sounds swept out.

"Boom!"

The battle drum trembled violently, and Mo Qingcheng sounded the eighth battle drum, already performing as much as Bai Ning.

But she was not satisfied with this, stopped her action, but frantically plucked the strings, causing a shocking wave to gather quietly in front of her.

"Boom!"

At this time, on the eighth drum of war, a wave of destruction to the extreme sonic wave turned into a storm of destruction and returned.

Mo Qingcheng's face remained unchanged, as if only the piano was in his eyes.

The sound of the piano became more and more high-pitched, and the destructive power that gathered in front of the Heavenly Soul piano turned into a storm of piano sounds, rushing out.

"boom!"

The two storms collided together, and the devastating collision made everyone feel numb in their scalp.

"So strong!"

"It's another evildoer that's rare in a century."

Even if Lin Yi had confirmed that there was no problem with War Drums, many experts at Huangxuan Academy still felt a little unbelievable.

When, the top evildoers are like Chinese cabbage.

Easily, there can be several.

"Boom!"

Mo Qingcheng didn't pay attention to everyone's shaking.

Along with the annihilation of the storm, another piano sound offensive, bombarding the drums of war.

She also sounded the nine-sided war drum.

After doing all this, she looked like a okay person, put away her life soul, and looked at Luo Wushu with a smile, "Is my performance okay?"

"Awesome!" Luo Wushu praised, he found that he seemed to underestimate Mo Qingcheng.

After borrowing the Qin Emperor's thought, Mo Qingcheng's body was more than just a little more mysterious.

"Very good, very good!" Xia Li smiled and said, looking at Luo Wushu and An Yixue who hadn't shot yet.

"As long as your performance is not too bad, because you are together, the door of Huangxuan Academy will be opened for you as an exception."

"President!" Many experts in Huangxuan Academy looked at Xia Li, and lowered the threshold?

There has never been a precedent in the history of Huangxuan Academy.

"The assessment continues!" Xia Li didn't say much.

The group of people is faintly dominated by Luo Wushu. Although there is a strong cultivation base, Luo Wushu's performance will be too bad, and he does not believe it.

"I'll go first!" An Yixue said.

"Well, don't be too serious." Luo Wushu nodded slightly.

In terms of talent, among the group of people, he was never himself the most confident, nor was it Mo Fan Yaoyue.

But An Yixue.

"Yeah!" An Yixue stunned slightly and walked to the first drum.