Yaoshou! I am able to kill gods with one sword as I repeat my college entrance examination.

The people of the Ji family had already pressed their hands on the switch of the ring shield, and the other Ji family masters also pressed their hands on the handle of the knife one by one.

As long as they find the slightest hint, they will rush up and grab their own young master, or kill Fang Cheng.

In the teaching and administration building, the teachers were lying on the glass of the windows one by one, and some of them did not dare to come out.

Some sweat profusely.

Some are eager to remind Fang Cheng loudly that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Don't look at Wang Chan on the back mountain, still with a light face, as if everything is in his grasp, but the teacup he is holding in both hands, the water overflowing, he doesn't know.

Bai Mu was still like a fool at this time, still adding boiling water to his cup.

The scalding boiling water poured on his hands, if it weren't for Wang Chan's ninth-level grandmaster, those ten fingers would have been separated long ago.

Ji Pengfei's long sword, under Fang Cheng's control, moved outward little by little, showing great difficulty under the gravity array.

Ji Pengfei didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, his eyes were tightly fixed on his sword, he now hoped that Fang Cheng's soul power could be thicker and make this sword fly more smoothly.

Trembling like an old man who is ready to touch porcelain at any time, it is really too special.

Because as soon as the sword fell and grazed his skin, he had to go to the Western Heaven to see the Buddha.

But the more you worry about something, the more he comes.

Only listening to Fang Cheng's snort, the sword that flew into the air fell.

Under a hundred times the gravity, and not affected by the time barrier, this sword fell at a rapid speed.

Everyone's attention was still there, and the sword had already fallen to the ground, and it was so immortal that it left a bloody mark on Ji Pengfei's nose.

Everyone had not reacted yet, including Ji Pengfei himself, but Wang Chan, who was on the back mountain, had already turned into Chang Wei's godfather, crushed the tea bowl, and splashed the hot tea on his face.

But as if he didn't feel it, he sat back on the chair, and then mechanically turned his head to look at Bai Mu.

Only then did Bai Mu quickly put away the kettle and look at him with a dull expression.

"It's over, we've all been deceived by that kid."

If Fang Cheng had said at the beginning that he wanted to use that sword to hack Ji Pengfei to death, he would definitely not have a chance.

But he has this heart, but he doesn't say so, but says that I have taken a fancy to your sword, and I want your sword.

Bai Mu sighed: "I have to admit that Fang Cheng that kid is indeed a genius who plays tactics, just like you just said, confusing the other party with obvious actions, making the enemy illusion, and ignoring his true intentions, so as to win surprisingly."

Apparently we were all confused by that kid.

Wang Chan smashed the fragment in his hand on the ground, and stood up angrily: "Fart, let your mother's fart, what tactics, that kid is despicable and shameless, sinister and cunning, the VIP in the old six..."

Don't say that his heart is quite happy, how to say a word?

I have been hunting geese all day, but today I was pecked by a geese, and I am still a newly learned chick.

Seeing this old fox being barked by the little fox pit, it was really painful, and I felt that the anger I had suffered on this old product over the years was going to be swept away.

The people of the Ji family hadn't reacted yet, and they looked at them one by one stupidly.

The rainy city has already come to the ring.

"Why is she here?"

"Don't make it."

But seeing Yu Yicheng smiled slightly, he said to Fang Cheng on the stage: "Enough play, let's stop here today."

"Aunt, why are you here?"

"Hurry up and get me down."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, and the plasma shield outside the ring was like a soap bubble blown by a strong wind, and it disappeared without a trace.

Fang Cheng collected his throwing knife and jumped off the ring.

And Ji Pengfei was still lying there.

At this time, everyone sensed that something was wrong, and a group of fierce and vicious people squeezed through the crowd and jumped into the ring.

"Seven youngsters, seven youngsters?"

A black-robed old man, an old professor in the academy, she pushed Ji Pengfei, and then suddenly turned pale, and screamed loudly: "Seventh Young Master is dead!" "

What?"

A person behind him pushed the old man away and pressed his hands on Ji Pengfei's carotid artery.

Then his heart sank, it was over, he was really dead.

"Dead? How did he die? "

Don't make it."

"It won't be crushed alive by the gravity array, right?"

"Put your mother's fart, I have seen people crushed to death by gravity arrays, internal organs will rush out of the mouth and anus, he didn't rush."

While everyone was speculating about the cause of death, the man on the stage suddenly stood up and said to Fang Cheng: "You kid can't go."

The aunt was not flustered by the side, and Fang Cheng said with a smile: "Why can't I leave?"

"If you kill the young master of my family, you can't leave."

"Duel in the ring, die in vain, but the young master of your family is in the war book, it is clearly written why can't I go? Besides, which eye did you see that I killed him?

"Don't talk to me about those useless things, now that the young master of my family is dead, you have to give him his life, and your whole family has to give him his life."

"Do you still have a royal law when you do this? Is there still a law?

"In the Federation, my Ji family is the royal law."

"Aunt, they are too bullying, can I go on a killing spree?"

Yu Yicheng smiled slightly: "You kid thinks about it, they are all fourth-level peak martial artists." "

I heard that Ji Pengfei's kid can kill a fourth-level martial artist, and I also want to try, but there is no way for the fifth-level one."

Yu Yicheng said with a smile: "Don't say the fifth level, even if the ninth level comes, my aunt can cover it." Hearing

Fang Cheng's words, everyone present was dumbfounded again.

"What kind of tiger and wolf words did that kid say, he wants to kill in front of a fourth-level martial artist."

"Am I crazy, or is this world crazy, and a second-level martial artist actually said to a group of fourth-level martial artists that he wants to kill?"

Fang Cheng pulled out the knife, took two steps forward, looked unaware of the height of the sky, pointed the knife at the Ji family in front of him and said:

"I am a kind person, usually stepping on an ant to death will feel guilty for half a day, so give you a chance, if you don't want to die, hurry up, otherwise as soon as my knife comes out, you will all be unable to leave."

The Ji family all looked at Fang Cheng like a fool, is this kid crazy?

A second-level martial artist in a district actually told eighteen fourth-level martial artists that he would leave no one under his sword.

"Really not leaving? Then don't blame me for being unkind.

After speaking, Fang Cheng raised the knife above his head, his face sank, and said loudly: "Baozi borrow a knife to use, the knife comes!"

As his knife fell, the soul soldiers of everyone in the audience suddenly flashed with thunder, including the eighteen Ji family members on the opposite side.

Hun Hun Hun Hun ....

All the soul soldiers present instantly abandoned their masters and flew above Fang Cheng's head, at least a thousand in an instant, and there were also soul soldiers, constantly flying from a distance to join them.

With Fang Chengxian's spiritual power, he has already covered a radius of five hundred meters under the full release of his strength, plus this is a training ground, and there are countless soul soldiers.

So there was a spectacle that everyone will never forget.