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The top of the Tianxiang Pavilion.

Countless snowflakes of long swords pierced into the blood-red vortex.

The sword made of snowflakes was cold.

The sword, called Blood Drink, was as hot as blood.

The color of blood stained the swirls red.

Countless swords of ice and snow were devoured, and then silently dissolved by the blood.

However, the temperature of blood can melt snowflakes, but it cannot melt iron swords.

Among the countless swords, there was a real iron sword, the iron sword of the iron sword of the Lord Zhou Tong.

It was as if an iron sword flew from the sky and pierced into the deep sea, and the iron sword was swallowed by the whirlpool, and then stabbed deeper and deeper.

Until the tip of the iron sword touched the bottom of the sea.

Naturally, this is not really the bottom of the sea, this is the bottom of the whirlpool.

The whirlpool was formed by the blood-drinking sword in the hand of Situ, an old student in the inner courtyard of the academy, and the seawater was formed with the qi of the three purities as the medium. So the bottom of the whirlpool is the tip of the blood-drinking sword.

The speed of the iron sword is fast, and the speed of the iron sword that has been devoured is even faster.

At the moment when the tips of the two swords touched in the blood-red vortex, the face of Situ, an old student in the inner courtyard of the academy, suddenly turned red.

A trail of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The snow that freezes in an instant returns to its original appearance and falls tightly.

In the heavy snow, Luo Changfeng looked at the battle situation at the heights, and suddenly realized that something was wrong in his heart.

From the very beginning, the battle between Situ, an old student in the inner courtyard of the academy, and Zhou Tong, the commander of the Iron Sword Gate of the Sword Pavilion, did not have any advantages.

At a disadvantage in the realm!

Perhaps for the different cultivators in the Six-Character Sect, when there is not much difference in the realm of superiority and inferiority, it is often the actual combat experience and means that are the key to victory or defeat.

But now the opponent of Situ, an old student in the inner courtyard of the academy, is a disciple of the Sword Pavilion and a disciple of Xingzi. There is no disciple in the Six-Character Sect who is better at fighting than the Disciple of Xingzi.

Therefore, Situ, who is at a disadvantage in the realm, still does not have any chance of winning in actual combat.

So he was injured.

Chasing the disciples of the Sword Pavilion all the way for a hundred miles, now the other party is finally serious.

"Blood drink, your sword doesn't only drink your own blood, right?" Zhou Tong sneered.

The fact that he closed the sword does not mean that the winner of this confrontation has been decided.

He knew that although Situ was injured by his own sword, he would definitely not be able to cause injuries that could not be fought again.

Taking 10,000 steps back, the powerful old student of the inner courtyard who occupies the first of the seventeen mirror platforms in the inner courtyard of the academy will not really be so weak that he can't even catch his own sword.

So he will continue to play the sword.

Sometimes the sword is collected for a better sword.

The iron sword was raised by his hands and pointed straight at the dim sky. A muffled thunder suddenly rolled from the depths of the clouds.

Immediately afterward, a lightning flash appeared in the depths of the sky where countless snowflakes were flying, and the lightning flashed like a trace of heaven cracked in the void, shocking and uncertain.

But it's been wandering. The uncertain lightning has been wandering and falling. At one point, the lightning bolt landed on the iron sword. The iron sword did not turn blackened, and not even the surrounding snowflakes received any damage.

Under this lightning flash, Zhou Tong's whole person became extremely dazzling. He was covered in countless small snake-like lightning flashes, and he was like a thunderbolt, with infinite thunder in his eyes.

On the street, Liluo, who was covered in a thick snow coat, saw Zhou Tong at this moment with an unbelievable look: "This is...... Wind Thunder Sword Technique!"

This is the Wind Thunder Sword!

Among the countless disciples of the Sword Pavilion, there were very few people who could cultivate this sword technique.

Liluo is also not qualified to practice this sword technique.

But he had seen it with his own eyes.

When he was very young, when he and Senior Brother Zhou Tong were rescued from those wicked people by the people in the Sword Pavilion, he had seen the strong men of the Sword Pavilion perform the Wind Thunder Imperial Sword Technique.

He smelled death from this sword technique!

It's not just people who smell it.

There are also Luo Changfeng, Jiang Manlou, Li Xingyun, and Jun Zeyu.

In the heavy snow on the street, there were four young figures swept up the top of the Tianxiang Pavilion where dark clouds were rolling and thunder and lightning were dense.

Who said that the battle between the old students of the inner courtyard of the academy and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion did not occupy any advantage?

This is at the foot of Bodhi Mountain, this is in Bodhi City, there are many students of Bodhi Academy in Bodhi City, although they are only students who have just started this year, but they are comparable to the students of the first three Spiegels in the inner courtyard of the college.

The time and place are favorable, in addition to the time of day, the academy Situ obviously occupies the latter two.

Killing the old students of the academy in front of many new students of the academy is not an act that Bodhi Academy can accept!

What's more, not long ago, these freshmen were completely ignored.

Whoever it is, it must not feel good to be ignored. What's more, it's still a group of freshmen who have recently swept the inner courtyard to the extreme with their pride.

The moment came too fast.

The Wind and Thunder Edgewire was originally between lightning and flint.

However, Luo Changfeng's speed is also very fast.

He used the body of the family dragon lance and wielded a bamboo knife.

He knew it was too late before he could reach Situ, so when his body was still at the highest point of his jump, he slashed seventeen slashes in a row.

Seventeen-way knife.

Situ naturally didn't expect that the freshmen of the academy who were watching on the street would come to the rescue. In fact, he was well aware of the strength of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, and in the inner courtyard of the academy, except for the little master and uncle of the Forgetful Chuan Sect, it would be useless for any disciple in the academy to come to the rescue.

He is not afraid of death.

He didn't wait to die.

He turned into an afterimage regardless of the thunder and lightning, crisscrossing in the dense thunder and lightning, and the blood-drinking sword stabbed at Zhou Tong.

This is a life-threatening style of play.

Luo Changfeng's Seventeen Path Sword successfully blocked the iron sword in the wind and thunder.

This was something Zhou Tong didn't expect.

Situ's blood-drinking sword stabbed through the air at this time.

When a move was issued, Zhou Tong, who was blind, also smelled a smell of death.

Whether it was Luo Changfeng or Jiang Manlou, or Jun Zeyu and Li Xingyun, everyone's breathing stopped at this moment.

The Blood-Drinking Sword stabbed in.

There was no piercing into Zhou Tong's body.

Because there was a figure in a black academy uniform in front of him.

That's a fall!

The Blood-Drinking Sword pierced Liluo's right arm!

Zhou Tong is a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, but he is a senior brother who has fallen away, so he naturally can't watch his senior brother fall into trouble.

Li Luo desperately blocked a sword for Zhou Tong.

And then he stabbed a sword too!

Xingzi disciple who specializes in kendo is not the kind of person who will only be beaten during the battle and will not fight back.

The first sword he learned when he entered the Sword Pavilion many years ago was a stab, a fatal stab!

His right arm was pierced by the Bloodthirsty Sword, but he still had his left hand.

He held a sword in his left hand and stabbed into Situ's body.

It was Situ's heart that stabbed him!

The moment came too quickly, but a lot happened.

Zhou Tong's sword led the wind and thunder, Luo Changfeng slashed seventeen swords to block, Situ counterattacked with his life, Liluo blocked the sword with his body, and then instinctively stabbed out another sword.

(I will leave home tomorrow morning and will arrive home in the evening.) I wish you all a happy and prosperous New Year in advance. Asking for red envelopes...... ）