Son-in-law Dan Zun

Chapter 445: A battle on behalf of the master!

An Yixue's face was not turbulent, and Meimu didn't look at Lan Fengyang at all, as if she was trapped in her own world.

There was a bit of cold killing thought on his body unconsciously.

"Yixue, what's wrong with you?" Lan Shuang'er patted An Yixue lightly.

Having known each other for so long, An Yixue looked cold from beginning to end.

Like a fairy in nine heavens, exuding the breath of non-cannibalistic fireworks.

It seems that there is nothing that can make her care.

Her time is also very simple.

For a long time, she has been a cultivator mad, it seems that apart from cultivation, it is cultivation.

She didn't care about other things, didn't care about it.

At this moment, Lan Shuang'er felt anger and killing intent from An Yixue's body in shock.

"It's okay!" An Yixue reduced her mind and recovered as before.

At this time, in the outer courtyard, a student jumped onto the Daoist platform and looked at the person in the Nine Heavens Palace, Dao.

"Zhongzhou College, student Zhuo Yiming from the Foreign College, the pinnacle of the pseudo-sacred realm, please advise!"

"It's just for advice, you don't need to report the name, so as not to waste time!"

Among the crowd of Jiutian Temple, a young man walked out, and it looked like he was only fifteen or six years old.

"You..." Zhuo Yiming's face sank and looked a little ugly, so he looked down on people so much?

"Do you think you have won?" The young man said lightly, and his figure stepped out in the air, standing above the platform, looking down at Zhuo Yiming at will.

"Please enlighten me!" Zhuo Yiming said again.

He is very clear that respect is obtained by strength, not words.

The young man stretched out his palm, and saw that his body was blooming with the light of life and soul, which was actually a pen.

The pen of life and soul, portrayed in the air.

What he painted is a goshawk, lifelike.

"go!"

The young man spit out a word gently, and there was a gust of wind whizzing past on the podium.

The goshawk rose by the wind, and then culled towards Zhuo Yiming.

Seeing this scene, many people's pupils shrank slightly. This young man actually realized the power of the origin of the wind?

Moreover, just at the age of fifteen or sixteen, it was already the initial cultivation base of the pseudo-sacred realm.

This talent is really terrifying.

Zhuo Yiming's body burst out with a powerful aura, and there was a surge of Ling Yi sword intent in front of him, which turned into a sword light to kill.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Swords of light attacked the goshawk body, causing the goshawk's figure to be broken and torn a little bit.

However, Goshawk didn't understand pain at all, and still moved forward with sword light, even if only half of his body was left, it still descended in front of Zhuo Yiming.

"Chih!" Goshawk's claws, accompanied by a fierce wind, tore down extremely sharply.

Zhuo Yiming slashed out again, and Goshawk's body exploded. However, the fierce wind turned into a violent storm, rolled towards his figure, and rolled up his body.

"Unbearable!" The young man let out a voice, the storm dissipated, and Zhuo Yiming's figure was exposed.

His clothes were shattered, and his body was covered with blood.

Seeing this scene, many students looked a little ugly.

Zhuo Yiming is in the outer courtyard, and his reputation is not low.

However, at the peak of the pseudo-sacred realm, he had no resistance in front of the young man.

Lost in one blow.

In contrast, the Jiutian Temple and his party seemed calm and unsurprising.

"If there is no one in Zhongzhou College, then there is no need to conduct discussions in this realm."

"Lest, wasting time."

The boy continued to speak, his words showed impatience.

"If you win me, you think you win everyone. I'm just an ordinary student in the Outer Academy. Why should I be proud of it?"

Zhuo Yiming said in a deep voice, and the figure left the Forum directly.

He can admit that he lost, but he does not admit that Zhongzhou College lost.

"Who else wants to go?" The young man smiled contemptuously, noncommittal.

"I'm coming!" Another student rushed to the platform, but he was still defeated by a single shot.

"That's it?" The young man sneered, glanced at many students, and said: "Go to the Holy Land, let's go together!"

The boy at this moment is arrogant, arrogant, and defiant.

Based on the initial cultivation base of the pseudo-sacred realm, he threatened to fight all the students below the sacred realm of Zhongzhou Academy in one person.

However, he clearly knew that Zhongzhou College could not do this.

This is more embarrassing than defeat.

"I'm coming!" Seeing that no one dared to fight, a figure walked out and took a volley.

His figure also stood above the forum, facing the young man in the air, a strong smell of gunpowder permeated out.

"It's Senior Brother Wang Meng!" Many students suddenly showed expectation. Wang Meng was a strong man in the enchanting concentration camp, the peak cultivation base of the pseudo-sacred realm.

Moreover, it is said that he can escape from the ordinary to the holy at any time, just suppressing his own cultivation.

"Are you from the enchanting concentration camp..."

The young man murmured, and then spit out a voice, "In front of me, don't be a joke."

"At a young age, you should have a little awe." Wang Meng looked cold, he drew his sword, the intent of the sword lingered around his body, and let out a whistling sound.

"Awe?" The young man smiled sarcastically, "If I were in front of Brother Lan Fengyang, I would be in awe."

"But you, what are you?"

When the voice fell, in front of him, the pen of life and soul, volleyed to paint.

Suddenly, there was a two-winged monster beast, rushing out to kill Wang Feng, its power and power several times more powerful than that of the Goshawk.

On Wang Meng's body, violent spiritual energy erupted, his footsteps slammed into the void, and then he rushed out.

In his hand, a golden knife emerged, and then cut it out.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and unexpectedly, Wang Meng fell into a disadvantage in front of the huge two-winged monster beast, and it was difficult to resist.

"That's it for you?" The young man held the Pen of Life and Soul, a little apart, like a finishing touch, causing the two-winged monster beast to swept its terrifying power.

"Clang!" Its wings shook hard with the golden long knife, and then its giant feet slammed down, and it stepped on the platform of the forum with one foot.

There was a loud noise, and many people's hearts trembled, followed by a violent tremor.

Isn't even Wang Meng invincible?

Under the holy realm, who else would be the young opponent in front of him?

"Did the students of Zhongzhou College live to be a dog at all ages?" The young man said sarcastically, making many people look extremely embarrassed.

"It's really disappointing. It's just in the early stage of the pseudo-sacred realm that it can crush all students in the holy realm."

Li Tianmiao was also at this moment, and said quietly: "When, Zhongzhou College, there is such a lack of people?"

"If it weren't for Senior Brother Luo's absence, how could he be arrogant?" A student from the Outer Academy said uncomfortably.

"good!"

"If Senior Brother Luo is there, no one will get him to be arrogant."

Suddenly, many students agreed.

Nowadays, there are not a few admirers of Luo Wushu in the outer courtyard.

"Call here!" The boy swept away his eyes, disdainfully speaking.

"Luo...Senior Brother Luo has entered the Burial God Abyss, otherwise, when will it be your turn to take advantage of the fire to rob."

"Hahaha...dead, you dare to carry it out." The young man sneered again and again, and sarcastically swept toward the crowd.

"In that case, are you a group of trash that is worse than the dead?"

"He can kill the first-order peak of the holy realm with the hypocrisy in the early stage. Now you, it is feasible?" someone continued.

"Enough!" the boy scolded.

"If he is really as powerful as you say, how can he become a dead man?"

"It's a pity that he can't climb out of the ground, otherwise, I will let him die again and his soul will be lost."

"But now, I don't want to listen to you being ashamed, you can't call out people, the guidance under the holy realm, that's the end."

"Zhongzhou College, below the Holy Land, no one is qualified to go to Jiutian Temple to practice."

"Can I take action?" At this time, a voice rang slightly stiffly, which made many people startled.

Looking at the prestige, the sunlight fell on the golden body, making its figure extremely dazzling.

Many students from the Outer Academy are no strangers to the ape tyrants from the golden great ape family.

Of course, they hadn't seen him very much. Yuanba took action, but only saw him many times and followed Luo Wushu.

"Are you also a student of Zhongzhou College?" The young man looked at Yuanba and jokingly smiled, "When will beasts also enter Zhongzhou College for training?"

Yuanba shook his head, "I am not a student of Zhongzhou College, but I am practicing with Luo Wushu, so I am regarded as half of his apprentice."

apprentice?

Many people show different colors.

"I don't care how you humiliate Zhongzhou College, but you must not insult my master."

Yuanba's indifferent eyes looked directly at the boy.

"My half-hanging apprentice, I will fight on behalf of the master, can you dare to take it?"

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