"It seems that the people of your temple still have something to do with the Holy See!" Lin Kun laughed, "But do you think this turtle shell can help me?"

The words fell, and the body appeared in front of the two. The fist was shining with golden light, and it smashed on the golden light curtain without stopping. The two golds collide with each other, bursting with a little brilliance. Before Polisses and Polisia could recover their minds, a look of horror immediately took over their faces. In their fear, what should have been an indestructible golden curtain of light shattered and turned into a little starlight in the air. And Lin Kunyan's fist did not stop at all, and fell on their heads without any barrier......

"Damn!" Lin Kun shook his hand and shook the red and white thing on his fists to the ground. After turning around and striking the bell again, he quickly swooped down in the direction of the school field. Behind him were two corpses without intact heads, lying crookedly on the ground......

What are Polisses and Polysia doing? Deng Shangwei's heart was a little annoyed, not only because he was attacked by Fu Yuanzi and retreated again and again. Although there was no damage at all, the grievance of not being able to fight back also made him feel resentful. In addition, after a long time, Zhong Ding's voice still came in an orderly manner, and seeing that these cultivators were about to regain their clarity, Deng Shangwei was anxious in his heart.

The sound of "dang ......" seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. The sound of this bell made those red-faced cultivators finally get rid of the wordless bewitchment and sober up. However, this sobriety is only for those cultivators who can reach the late stage of the Yuan Shen Dynasty, and the others are still in the midst of a frenzy of killing. The cultivation is too low, and they have completely sunk, and no matter how many bells and tripods there are, it is impossible to recall their sanity......

"Bastard...... Bastard......" Deng Shangwei scolded angrily, completely losing that kind of dignified chic. Like a gambler who has lost out, "You're toasting and not eating!" Think I'm going to have nothing to do with you? bastard...... Bastard...... I want you to double what I have lost......"

Deng Shang was angry, really angry! The manpower available to him was not much, but he said that it was not much, and it was not much less. But these are all the things he relies on when he returns to the Daozang world in the future, and he originally thought that relying on the power of that adult, he could accomplish his goal unscathed, but he didn't know who destroyed it. Now if he wants to accomplish the set goal, he will have to pay a great price, and the manpower in his hands will also be greatly damaged. But now, it can only be like this, at least in the end, the task can be completed......

Deng Shang opened his arms violently, as if he was pulling a piece of cloth hard. As he moved, a curtain of light appeared in front of him with a little golden brilliance. Caught off guard, Fu Yuanzi felt a huge force slapping up on his body, waving his hands, and taking a few steps back before he could be resolved!

A golden pillar of light rose from Deng Shangwei's body to the sky, like a golden pillar standing upright. In this pillar of light, Deng Shangwei's black hair began to change color, and the silver-white color slowly occupied his hair, and a golden light began to linger behind his body. Until the light faded, two pairs of golden wings appeared behind him. The wings flapped again and again, and his body remained in the air.

Lin Kunkun appeared on the edge of the school field, and when he arrived, it was when the two teams of wings behind Deng Shangwei's body were formed. He had seen such wings in Polysses and Polysia, somewhere between the physical and the illusory, but compared to the two who had already been slain by himself. Deng Shangwei's two sets of wings are obviously much more condensed, and the feathers can be clearly distinguished.

When the pillar of light disappeared, Deng Shangwei appeared in front of all the cultivators in this form. And it was when these cultivators were still immersed in trance and surprise that a large number of people began to pour into the surrounding area of the school. These people seemed to be the same as Deng Shangwei, with jet-black hair that was different from the cultivators in the field, and even their pupils were of different colors. They were all carrying slender weapons in their hands, which looked like long swords, but Lin Kun knew that such a shape was not Huaxia's long sword. He'd seen it in fencing competitions, and that kind of sword could only stab, but it was also amazingly powerful.

As soon as these people poured into the school grounds, they launched a frenzied attack. It's like a dead soldier, the purpose is to kill the cultivators present one by one, and he has given up his defense.

Unprepared, one by one the cultivators fell under their swords. It was only after half a ring that someone came to their senses and began to fight back. And the bigwigs on that platform actually started a scuffle, and before they were fully sober, the Youlan Sect headed by the Qianqiu Sect Sect, the Hercules King Sect and some other sects launched a hunt for the sect leader around them......

"Bastard...... Chiakimon ...... What are you going to do?"

"The bastard of the Hercules King's Sect...... You guys...... You ......"

"You Blue Sect, I won't let you go......"

The sound of rage, the sound of the clashing of blades, resounded in a ball......

"Hehehe...... Let's honestly become a sacrifice to Childe......"

"Hey, hey, hey......"

The blood flowed even more violently, and although there were fewer people who died, the cultivation of the cultivators who died one after another was not the same as before! The corpses were chopped into pieces in the battle, and a handful of blood was thrown into the sky!

The battle between Fu Yuanzi and Deng Shangwei also started again, but this time, Deng Shangwei no longer dodged. His attacks were also fierce, and between the movements of his palms, one after another golden or white attacks appeared as if they appeared in the void, like raindrops falling, falling towards Fu Xi's body......

In the cruel battlefield, no one noticed that the blood on the six rings had disappeared and regained its transparent whiteness. And the Yanhuang cultivator who fell to the ground, even if there was no big wound on his body, the blood in his body still kept flowing towards the ground. The body also dried up at a rate visible to the naked eye, until the blood in the body was drained and turned into nutrients from the earth!

"I ...... grass" Lin Kunyan didn't know how to describe what he saw with his eyes. In his life of fighting, he really had never seen such a strange and bloody scene. Although he cursed in his mouth, his body flashed and joined the battlefield, rushing towards those who suddenly appeared later......

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(Tianjin)