Supreme Demon

C_t; "卡擦"

However, Ling Feng’s foot was still stepping on, and one of Moran’s hands was broken. The blood’s meat was blurred, and the white bones were 'shown’. -.79xs.-

"what!"

Moran made a scream of scalp and numbness, and when he turned his eyes, he passed out.

Of course, this is the result of Ling Feng's retreat. Otherwise, the foot went straight to Moran's 'chest' mouth. He is also very vigilant. Now the strength is not strong enough. Really Moran is trampled to death, then The consequence is that he is not able to withstand it now.

Lingfeng binocular ‘yin’ sinking, if it’s in the holy mountain, like this little ‘female’, what happened to him?

However, now it is different, he still has Lingqing to take care of, there will be more scruples.

"Strength, everything depends on strength!"

He is angry and eager to improve his strength. The bronze treasure is not enough unless he can advance to the silver treasure or even the gold treasure.

Of course, this is just a refining body. His martial arts repairs must also keep up, and he must be promoted to the realm of Wuling at the fastest speed.

"breeze"

Ling Qing ran over and looked at Moran. He was relieved. The latter was very hurt, but it was not at risk of ‘sex’.

"I am fine."

Ling Feng turned around and took out a bottle of Yang Ling, let Ling Qing take it.

Now he is already a junior alchemy teacher. Although most Dan 'medicines' have already been owed to the college, after all, he is spending the grass ‘medicine’ of the college.

However, with his ‘sexuality’, it is natural to leave a part.

"Yep"

Ling Qing nodded, took a raise of the spirit, and gave the gold lion a piece.

Her face 'color' is a bit ugly. Although Moran is not dead, she can be so seriously injured. It is feared that Moshan, the elder of the outside door, could not let them go so easily.

In fact, the outside ‘door’ performance of the military field was too big. Not only the outside ‘door’ disciples were surrounded, but even the ‘door’ disciples came.

They looked at Ling Feng and Namoran, and they all sipped a sigh of relief.

"The second-class martial arts, also lost in the hands of Ling Feng!"

Someone exclaimed and was afraid of Ling Feng.

"The gold armor is too thick, and the second-level warrior can't hurt the wind, he is taking advantage of it."

Some people shook their heads and thought that it was only the gold armor that resisted the attack of the second-level warrior.

Of course, this is not the most shocking thing for them. To know that Moran’s identity is not ordinary, that is, within the 'door', there are few who dare to provoke. Everyone is afraid of being a tiger, but now it is **** and faint by Lingfeng. Dead past reads; Full chapter full text

"Lingfeng is daring, and even Moran dares to fight. Is he not afraid of death?" Lushan and Yufeng are stunned.

"Don't say that the "door" elder Moshan is the only one that can be killed by the Lingyuan."

"Lingfeng is unlucky!"

There were many people talking about it, some people were jealous, some people sneered, and some people regretted Ling Feng.

Namoran’s reputation at Lingwu College is too stinking, it is very irritating, and Ling Feng beat her. It really makes a lot of people breathe a sigh of relief, but for such a 'female’, they will catch up with their future. Worth it.

"Whizzing"

Daddy, all the figures were rushing toward the outside ‘door’, and the teachers outside the ‘door’ and the inside ‘door’ all came, looking at the Moran on the martial arts field, they were all shocked.

"What happened to Moran?"

Immediately, a few people ran over, lifted Moran up, checked the wounds, and gave her the spirit of Dan, which was a sigh of relief.

"Boy, did you seriously hurt Moran?"

A middle-aged man came out and watched 'Yin'. He was Moran's teacher. He was usually taken care of by Mo Shan. He was biased toward Moran from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't help but point to Ling Feng. "Now you Immediately bind your hands, go to the Moshan elders to plead guilty, and you will not be used tomorrow, my Lingwu College can not afford your disciples."

This is extremely stern, and Ling Feng was directly put into the death penalty.

"If I don't?!" Ling Feng's face is 'color' cold.

The man simply spoke to Moran, indiscriminately, making him angry. Before he changed, he had already slapped it.

"Who do you think you are?"

The man suddenly became angry and yelled. "A disciple only dared to hurt the elder's grandson, the woman, and it was light to kill you."

"Roar!"

At this moment, Lingfeng's pupils are shrinking, and the yin's horrible, a suffocating stagnation, scared the man to take a step back.

It can be said that if the ‘force’ is anxious, then he will turn back to the Lingwu Academy without hesitation, and he will not be able to escape with Ling Qing, and he will never let these people live.

That is the anger from Wu Sheng!

"Oh, Bai Yao, what are you counting, my disciples get your lessons?"

A cold voice came, and Yunmeng was also alarmed.

She was pretty like an ice, step by step, staring at the white Yao, which made everyone surprised. I didn't expect Yunmeng to come, but also for Ling Feng.

"Yun Yun teacher!" Bai Yao face ‘color’ is a stiff, the arrogant momentum is also weak.

To know that Yunmeng is an alchemy spirit, the status is honorable, even the dean sees her and Yan Yue 'color', compared with Yunmeng, his martial artist is simply not worth mentioning.

Therefore, he promised no words and did not dare to disrespect the Yunmeng.

"Namoran is arrogant. In the past few years, the whole "door" has been smashed, because of you."

Yunmeng is very cold, some people dare not say anything, but she dares.

"Do you ask this question today?"

She looked directly at the white Yao, said: "If you don't ask clearly, you will blame the blame on my disciples. Are you dissatisfied with me?"

This sentence is even more awkward!

An ordinary teacher is dissatisfied with an alchemy spirit, fearing that it will cause a great disaster.

Yunmeng is respected at Lingwu College. If she is really offended, then it must be him who is swept out of the door.

"Under, it doesn't mean this..."

The cold sweat on Bai Yao’s face came out, his face was thick and his neck was thick. He was also a dozen people. He was reprimanded by a little ‘female’ and still faced with so many disciples.

"Then you can ask the beginning and the end of the matter?"

"Not yet..." Bai Yao wiped the cold sweat of the face 'color'.

"So, let me tell you!"

Yunmeng came over and carried his hands and said: "Namoran is arrogant, first hurt my disciple's sister and ... a lion, and then kill my disciple, so my disciple is just self-defense!"

"Can you hear it clearly?!"

“嘎?!”

For a time, the entire outside ‘door’ performance of the military field was quiet, and an individual was stunned. Is Lingfeng just for self-defense?

How can you listen to this?

Even Bai Yao was stuck in the same place. He felt that his ears were sick of 'hair'. It was the most obvious partiality. It was no worse than him. He pushed all the responsibilities to Moran.

In a nutshell, Ling Feng shot and beat people, and Moran deserved it!

"This..." The cold sweat of the white-faced ‘color’ came out again.

Yunmeng can't afford to offend, and Moshan can't afford to sin, and he has fallen into a dilemma.

"Humph!"

Yunmeng’s face ‘color’ sank, and the bottom of his eyes passed a sneer. Isn’t Bai Yao’s favoring Moran, bullying her disciple?

Then she will be more arrogant, so that everyone knows that her Yunmeng disciple is not irritating.

"The elders of Mount Momo, there..." Bai Yao only felt dry and dry.

"Oh, Mo Shan?"

Yunmeng said coldly.. "If he wants to pursue it, let him come to me. I want to see it. The outside of the door is like this, and there is no face."

In one sentence, everyone has squandered a sigh of air. This is a shame to an elder. Who would dare?

Of course, this sentence is also a lot of people have a bad breath, Mo Shan is really too indulgent Moran has read;

"Right, you will not be used to Lingwu Academy tomorrow!"

Yunmeng waved to Lingfeng and Lingqing, and then said this to Bai Yao.

At that time, Bai Yao was stunned. He had to expel Ling Qing and Ling Feng from the college before. However, Yunmeng was more embarrassed than him and directly drove his teacher away.

This made him angry, and he wanted to cry without tears. Even the dean could not wait for it.

It can be said that no matter what the outcome of the battle will be, he will definitely be expelled from the college.

"Chick... Teacher!"

When he entered the alchemy ‘door’, Ling Feng opened his mouth, and he did not expect that Yunmeng would come, and it was still so strong, so he overbearing to speak for him.

"Kid, our account will be counted sooner or later, but my Yunmeng disciple must not be bullied by outsiders!"

Yunmeng is a very short-sighted person, not to mention that Lingfeng really takes the reason, and that Moran is very annoying.

Of course, there is another important reason. The talent of Lingfeng Alchemy is too ‘color’. If such a disciple is lost, where can I find it? !

"The elders of Mount Momo..." Ling Qing whispered.

"Don't worry, everything is blocked by me!"

This sentence makes Ling Feng very warm, I did not expect Yunmeng to have such a side.

Soon after, the entire Lingwu Academy was moved to 'chaos,' and the outer 'doors', the inner 'doors' and the elders of the spiritual home came, and even the elders of Xia Yun came.

"Yunmeng, are you going to cover the waste?" Moshan's face was 'color', and he was angry.

His grand ‘female’ was very wounded. I was afraid that it would take a month of rest, which made him feel distressed and wanted to shoot Ling Feng’s palm.

"Please ask the dean to be the master. That Ling Feng could not help but say that Moran would be so heavy."

"Mo elder!"

Xia Yun smashed his eyebrows. He also knew about Moran’s temper. He also knew that Ling Qing and the Golden Lion were hurt by her, and the storm was angered, and the latter was even worse.

The problem is that Ling Feng is too heavy to make him very difficult.

"how?"

Yunmeng stood up from the wicker chair, smiled very cold, and glanced at Moshan, saying. "In the past few years, isn't Moran tossing enough?"

"My disciple of Yunmeng, is it so bully?"

Then she calmly walked to Xia Yun's side, suddenly lowered her voice and said a word.

"what?"

Daddy, Xia Yun’s body trembled, his eyes widened, and he stared at Ling Feng, and his chin fell.

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