Chapter Seventy-Two: Drawing the Sword to Help
As soon as Di Wen entered the boys' dormitory complex, a row of red feathers struck under his feet, forcing Di Wen to stop.
Blinding sparks burned through the night, red feathers were everywhere, and the rocks on the ground were split.
"How are they?"
Devon had a false alarm, and the raid just now almost made him think he had been discovered, but it wasn't like that.
For he found that the ground was now full of red feathers of irregular order, apparently falling from the fierce battle that had taken place in the field.
And Di Wen happened to encounter this scene, five figures in the field were flying and circling, and every feather fell with blood.
"Looks like you're getting moving, too. ”
Devon didn't make a sound, but watched the five of them fight to the death.
Two of them had the upper hand, and although the scene was bloody, their wings were still white and flawless.
"Luo Xia and Gu Gu also seem to have broken through to the tenth-order bloodline. ”
Seeing the two figures reunited after a long absence, Di Wen couldn't help but feel a little emotional, but this meeting was likely to be a parting of ways, and their purpose touched Di Wen.
The other three figures were two low-level teachers and a student from the North County Academy, and it could be seen from the fight that the strength of those two teachers was the power of the ninth-order bloodline, and the student was slightly weaker than the power of an eighth-order bloodline.
Originally, the purpose of Di Wen's trip was this student of the power of the eighth-order bloodline, but he didn't expect to encounter this scene.
It seems that the people who are vertical and horizontal have also begun to make moves, and they must have a full understanding of the forces in it.
However, to Di Wen's surprise, there were two low-level teachers helping the student on this trip, and it was obvious that they were people under the same force.
If it weren't for the first move of the vertical and horizontal people today, I'm afraid Di Wen would be a little more auspicious.
"Shocking!"
With a muffled cry, the huge wings faintly flashed dark black inscriptions under the power of the bloodline, and the white wings turned black in an instant.
Several chains burst out of the void behind the wings, enveloping the three of them in an instant.
"Storm Feather Blade!"
Luoxia leaned into the air, and the red feathers that fell to the ground seemed to be being summoned and shook violently.
The white wings spread out and turned red in an instant, and hundreds of feathers rose from the ground and gathered in the direction of Luoxia.
Like a rain of blood, she controlled the rain of blood, her wings swept up a gust of wind, and the returning blood-colored feathers stabbed uncontrollably towards the huge chain mass.
"Collapse!"
The speed of the feather movement exceeded the speed of sound, and the space around the body was slightly vibrating, and the sonic boom was a little short of tinnitus.
"These two men are so strong!"
The image of an explosion like a flower in his pupils burned out, and Di Wen couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
Before they even had time to scream, the three figures were lifeless, and with the sound of explosions, their bodies were shattered!
The chains were retracted into the void, and the blood-colored feathers that burst out in all directions were retracted into the wings of Xia Luo.
This set of combos is like flowing water, forced control, explosive harvesting, and a set of takeaways!
The tacit understanding between these two people is definitely comparable to that of Shanming Guying, if the two of them deal with Di Wen at the same time, Di Wen will not dare to say that he has the certainty of victory.
The two figures slowly landed, one graceful and gorgeous, and the other domineering side leakage.
Di Wen looked at it slightly, and sure enough, he hadn't seen him for a year, and Xia Luo's current appearance was like a goddess carved in ivory, generous, dignified, gentle, and quiet, all of which were deeply worshiped by men.
And the lonely is still so cold on weekdays, murderous when angry, and the two of them are like fire and water together.
"I really don't want to fight you..."
Di Wen saw that the previous situation had taken shape, although the task was not completed by himself, but it was quite successful, and he took two low-level teachers with him, and the trip was very fruitful.
"The master is also gone..."
Di Wen saw that Xia Luo and Lu Gu were about to stop and leave, and he quickly and cautiously withdrew.
Yikes!
The piercing sound of the air poured into the courtyard, sending chills down the backs of the three people who were about to leave.
"Since you're here, let's all stay!"
The cold breath of the forest was filled with ice and mist with the sound of falling, and the temperature at that moment dropped directly to zero.
"It's the Mystery Realm!"
Xia Luo and Crane had just reacted, and a layer of ice net had risen under their feet, leading them to move an inch.
The ultra-low temperature cold airflow also "enlightened" the two of them with the floating figures.
In an instant, two ice sculptures were formed, and two desperate eyes could be seen through the crystal surface.
"Hehe, it's not a loss to die two ninth-order and an eighth-order minion to die, and it's not a loss to exchange two tenth-order ones. Rebellious!"
The inscription was condensed in the palm of his hand, and the temperature in the entire courtyard dropped to zero.
"Die!"
An old withered hand gathered over his head and slapped it at the two ice sculptures.
Once hit, the ice sculpture will immediately shatter into pieces, and the people inside will not be able to escape.
"Hurry!"
Di Wen was in a hurry, and the sudden upheaval made him scramble, "These two people can't die!"
Immediately urged the talent inscription, and the purple disc on his chest turned into rune numbers, imitating the inscription patterns on the old man's body.
"Click!"
Listening to a cracking sound, Divin's heart rose to his throat.
However, the two ice sculptures in front of him did not shatter.
"Fortunately, it stopped!"
Di Wen's figure flashed away, bent his knees and catapulted, pushing into the old man's abdomen, and the two figures were stretched apart by dozens of meters.
It also keeps the ice sculptures of Xia Luo and Crane to a certain safe distance.
"You dare to spoil my good deeds!"
The old man clenched his teeth, and there were tendons writhing on his forehead.
Di Wen pinched a cold sweat, just now it was the first time he used this ice inscription talent, and the operation was quite appropriate.
In front of Xia Luo and Gu Gu, an ice mirror was condensed to avoid this catastrophe for them.
"Oops old man, your sneak attack skills are not bad!"
Devon tried his best to provoke him with words and hold back, after all, he hadn't really fought against the Transcendental Realm.
I still panicked in my heart.
If it weren't for the fact that he had some friendship with the two of them, Di Wen wouldn't dare to stand up easily.
Now that he has stood up, Di Wen is also certain that he can copy his inscription talent, which means that he can compete on this.
The main reason is that the gap in the realm is a bit exaggerated, but there is still the capital to drag it down by relying on the blood-devouring record, at most, the power of the bloodline will drop a lot.
But compared to the lives of Xia Luo, these are insignificant.
"I wish your bones were as hard as your mouth!"
The old man didn't say a word, he came by deception, ice formed where his footsteps passed, and the palm of his hand was also brewing murderous intentions.
Seeing this, Di Wen was not to be outdone, his hands were sealed, and an ice mirror five feet high and three feet wide hung in front of him, as an ice shield.
When the old man saw Di Wen release the same ice talent, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he was a little mocking, "I can't help myself!"
Five fingers bent, and an ice pick appeared in the palm of his hand, breaking through the air.
"Crackle!"
The ice mirror and the ice pick shattered at the same time...
"How is it possible, mine is ground-level ice!"