Sword Master Ling Tian

Indeed, Zhuang Lu is just the vice-president of Xiaoyao College, and he is not qualified to go to the State Supervisory Committee.

"you!"

Zhuang Lu pointed at Ma Yong angrily, but was speechless.

Although he has made all the preparations to leave Xiaoyao, he has found a good relationship and asked people to find a teacher position for him in Kunwu, but now he is insulted at Xiaoyao Academy, which makes him very angry.

Behind them, Qin Hong and Chen Lao hugged their shoulders and said nothing. At this time, they had no sense of identity or belonging to Xiaoyao Academy, and naturally they did not feel much shame. After all, they saw Come, Xiaoyao Academy really won't last long.

On the platform of the square, Zhang Han showed no expression on his face, looking at Ma Yong and his party.

He had already contacted the Zixiao Academy through the Zhang family's relationship, and when Xiaoyao Academy was removed, he could enter the Zixiao Academy freely and become a student of the Academy, and his value skyrocketed.

And Ling Tian looked at An Ran and other Linxi College people who were still staying under the high platform. An Ran also felt Ling Tian's gaze, turned around and nodded with a smile.

Ling Tian replied, and then looked horizontally at Ma Yong, Ma Peng and others, their hands in the white long sleeves suddenly clenched.

"Hehe, Zhuang Lu, we are here this time just to see if the branch of my Domineering Sword Academy will be defeated by your group of trash in the future!"

Ma Yong held his hand, turned and looked around, as if patrolling his academy territory, extremely arrogant.

"What are you! This is the outer courtyard of my Xiaoyao Academy. Now our college is holding a freshman contest. You are not allowed to point fingers!"

At this moment, Su Mo, who was standing in the group of teachers, couldn't bear it anymore. He walked out of the crowd and stared at Ma Yong coldly, his whole body agitated.

Although her cultivation is far inferior to Ma Yong, who is the deputy dean, she is not afraid of her momentum.

"Presumptuous! A little teacher of Faxiangjing dare to talk to me like this! When your Xiaoyao Academy is removed, this place will be divided by my domineering and Linxi. By then, if you are acquainted, I can still give you a bite ! Otherwise, you will be a bereaved dog!'

Ma Yong's face flushed, unexpectedly a Su Mo dared to talk to him like this, waved his hand, pointed at the thousands of free students who were off the court, and sneered loudly: "There are still these rubbish! New students compete? Is it worse than anyone else! These **** are all defeated by the students of my Tyrant Sword Academy!"

Ma Yong's words are fierce and powerful.

Regardless of the teachers on the high platform, Su Mo and other teachers, or the free students on the square, they were all silent at this time and could not refute.

No way, the three colleges of the Northern Territory, Xiaoyao is the weakest, and in terms of combat power, the Tyrant Sword Academy is the most. Every time the Northern Territory's college competition, the students selected by the Xiaoyao Academy are beaten by the Tyrant Sword Academy.

At this time, when Ma Yong said so, they could only lower their hands slightly, shame and angry.

Under the high platform, An Ran and his teacher Liu Xiangling, who is the deputy dean, looked at each other, and both pursed their lips and shook their heads.

For a time, above the huge peak of the outer courtyard, only the sound of the wind could be heard, and all the unfettered students seemed to have lost their vitality and wilted.

"That old thing from the Tyrannical Sword Academy, are you barking enough?!"

But in Ma Yong's heart, he looked at each other with pride, and when he was still swearing, a cold voice suddenly sounded under the high platform.

The sound is constantly high, but above such a quiet high sound, it is audible.

Ma Yong's face with a smile was instantly frozen, and then suddenly gloomy.

He is the deputy dean of the Tyrant Sword Academy!

Although the strength of the Palace of the Northern Territory is the worst among the four regions.

But no one has ever dared to call him a dog!

Moreover, this voice came from the square below the stage, so that means that the person who scolded him is a junior!

This is simply unbearable!

Ma Yong suddenly turned around, furious: "Which trash scolds me, stand up!"

His gaze swept across, but he found that on the huge square, only the young man in white on the platform dared to look his gaze directly.

"Old stuff, it's you who scolded, how?"

Ling Tian held his hand and looked at Ma Yong on the high platform with all his will to kill. At this moment, like a white sword about to be unsheathed, his aura was a little overwhelming.

As a new student, Ling Tian dared not put Ma Yong in his eyes so much, and there was killing intent in his eyes.

This makes everyone look at it.

All the students in the inner and outer courtyards of Xiaoyao College looked at Ling Tian on the platform, their eyes were full of surprise, but a trace of heat was quietly ignited in their hearts.

Xiaoyao Academy, not all of them are bullies, but there are still people who dare to stand up and speak up!

Although, this person only entered Xiaoyao Academy in just one month~!

On the opposite side of the platform, Zhang Han and Ling Tianyao were facing each other, but they didn't make any movement. Instead, they looked at Ling Tian, ​​and the corners of their lips raised a touch of disdain.

In his opinion, Ling Tian was so self-conscious and insulting the deputy dean of the Badao Academy. It was nothing more than trying to get the limelight. Ling Tian was not the chief of the academy, so what was his presence?

In this regard, Zhang Han disgusted Ling Tian even more in his heart.

"You are looking for death!"

On the high platform, Ma Yong was furious, and the black mist rose up all over his body. The next moment, he suddenly raised his palm and patted Ling Tian away from the stage.

As the deputy dean of the Tyrannical Sword Academy, Ma Yong has already reached the late stage of his cultivation. A great master with such strength is enough to kill Ling Tian even with a random palm.

The latter, there is no possibility to stop it.

"Ling Tian!"

On the high platform, Su Mo suddenly exclaimed when she saw it, but the difference between her and Ma Yong's cultivation was too far to be rescued.

On the high platform, the only thing that could save Ling Tian was Zhuang Lu.

The palm of Zhuang Lu's sleeve trembled, but in the end, there was no movement.

He didn't want to just Ling Tian.

This is his subconscious reaction.

Ma Yong's palm was already condensed in the air, and he snapped a photo, how big it was, covering the entire platform Ling Tian was on! How fast, almost instantly, he reached Ling Tian's head.

On the platform, let the wind move, Ling Tian grinned, looking at the giant palm in front of him, unmoved.

Zhang Han stepped off the platform as early as Ma Yong shot, everyone exclaimed, seeing Ling Tian about to be killed by Ma Yong!

The situation is already a 100,000 crisis!

"Humph!"

But at almost the same time, there was a cold snort on the square, and the blue brilliance suddenly bloomed, but another vitality hand appeared out of thin air on the square platform.

The two palms are almost the same in size, but they are divided into two colors, and they collide with each other in a sudden.

Bang!

There was a loud noise and a gust of wind, and the center of the shock was swept away, instantly sweeping the entire platform.

Upon seeing this, Zhuang Lu took out a flag in his hand and printed Yuanyong, blessing the platform's guarding array with energy, so as to avoid being damaged by this bombardment.

After all, this platform was not prepared for the existence of the great master of the later stage of the Fa.

But in spite of this, this sudden change caused everyone to exclaim in surprise.

Someone shot, for Ling Tian, ​​took this palm!

"Liu Xiangling! What do you mean!"

On the high platform, Ma Yong frowned and moved towards the stage, but his eyes stopped on a group of people in Linxi College.

At this time, Liu Xiangling, who was standing in front of everyone in Linxi College, was slowly lowering her palms.

Just now, she made an instant shot and blocked Ma Yong.

"What do I mean, do I need to say it?" Liu Xiangling smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth, but looked very sharp.

The whole person is like a beautiful frost blade. Although beautiful, it can hurt people at any time.

"Are you fainted? Why did you and I come to Xiaoyao today?!"

Ma Yong is jealous of Liu Xiangling, who is notoriously difficult to provoke in the Northern Territory.

"For what?"

Liu Xiangling raised her eyebrows, "I don't bother to know what you are for. But you and I just met at the door. Today is the freshman competition of Xiaoyao College. I came to see him, Ling Tian..."

With that, Liu Xiangling's fingers were still swept by the wind, and the platform was full of smoke and dust.

At this time, the platform was shrouded in the light of the formation, but from the smoke and the light of the formation, a figure that was steady like a loose pine could still be seen faintly in it.

"Ling Tian?"

Ma Yong pondered, Ma Peng then stepped forward and whispered behind his ears, and he snorted coldly, "It's just a freshman from Yunzhou. Even if you are instructed to practice a pill, is it worth your attention?"

"Do you also know that it is a freshman? You will lose all the face of the Tyrant Sword Academy if you use the cultivation base of the great master in the later stage of the Faxiang to shoot at a junior!"

Liu Xiangling rolled her eyes, "You keep saying that the people in Xiaoyao Academy are rubbish, so why don't you just sit on the freshman competition table and let the students from the Sword Academy go up and try?"

After all, Liu Xiangling and An Ran looked at each other, and the latter smiled brightly, very proud.

An Ran had already talked to Liu Xiangling about how tough Ling Tian was.

In An Ran's mind, Ling Tian is definitely the combat power level of the chief freshman of the academy.

"Hahaha, it's so funny! You don't want to anger me for Xiaoyao Academy, so what if you go up and try? I dominate the Sword Academy, why have you ever been afraid of him!"

"The junior Ling Tian's cultivation base is too low to see enough, let the chief Zhang Han stand up!"

Ma Yong looked up to the sky and laughed.

This time, the few people he brought were the top freshmen in the college, and even the head of the freshmen, Ma Peng was there.

Why is he afraid?

"Old stuff! I don't see enough?!"

But at this time, an indifferent rant, which directly interrupted Ma Yong's laughter.

Everyone looked at the sound, but found that the sound came from the square platform, within the formation.

At this time, the storm and smoke in the formation gradually dissipated.

And a white robe is slender and dust-free, standing with his hands behind, his clothes follow the wind and his black hair flying.

The man slowly raised a pair of eyes that were shining with scarlet light, his fighting spirit surged, and he whispered.

"Let your people, come together! I'm Ling Tian, ​​together to abuse him!"