What are the origins of these two people, and why do they care about the survival of the university?

Saying that they are people from the academy, they will not believe it if they kill Yan Yun, even if they are the hall masters in the academy, they are only five or six cultivators.

Although the cultivation of these two people in front of them was in the early stage of the human mystery, the momentum they exuded was definitely not something that could be cultivated by a few schools.

But if not, why would they ask such a question at this time?

Yan Yun was puzzled, but fortunately, there was still a provocation from this disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect in front of him, and it was inevitable that everything would soon come to light.

"Hmph, it's just a school, and I need my first-class sect to make a move?"

The disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect snorted coldly with disdain, the Dragon City Academy, it was indeed not they who killed it, but the second-rate sect.

Han Daxiong and Lu Junfeng frowned at the same time, they knew that according to the urine nature of these sect disciples, they didn't bother to lie to them.

"However, the hall master of the Dragon City Academy really died at the hands of my master. ”

At this time, the disciple calmly told what was happening outside Qianyun City intermittently.

Of course, it must be how their sect killed all sides, and as for not even a little girl left, he concealed it.

"The hall master of Zhongli died at the hands of your master?"

Not to mention Han Daxiong, even Lu Junfeng, who was standing on the side, squinted his eyes slightly.

Yan Yun took two steps back, he knew that no matter what the disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect in front of him was unable to leave here today.

"It is a great blessing that he can die at the hands of my master!"

The disciple's face was arrogant, and he didn't seem to notice that the air around him was gradually getting colder.

"Even so, then you can pay off your master's debts first!"

Han Daxiong shouted angrily, and the heavy sword in his hand burst out, and the violent and thick sword qi instantly blessed that disciple.

"You ......"

The face of the disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect changed greatly, and he couldn't imagine that the two of them would dare to make a move on the premise of knowing his identity.

If he knew that the two guys in front of him were on Yunmiao Immortal Island, and even the relatives of the first-class sect said that they would kill them, I am afraid that they would not be so arrogant in the first place.

Han Daxiong's expression was grim, holding a heavy sword, and the raging sword qi shot out from the heavy sword.

The clothes of the disciples of the One Qi Sword Sect were crushed, and their bodies could not withstand the heavy pressure, and traces of blood flowed out of their pores.

"Die!!"

With Han Daxiong's roar, the bright yellow sword qi instantly entered the body of the sect disciple in front of him.

Han Daxiong turned around and drew his sword, turned around and returned to the top of the steps.

And the disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect was standing in place, and apart from the ruined clothes, he didn't seem to see anything wrong.

But Yan Yun in the distance narrowed his eyes slightly, and with one move, the elder disciples of the first-class sect didn't even have the strength to fight back.

The breeze blew, and the figure of the disciple of the Qi Sword Sect gradually became blurred, and bursts of rich blood qi were guided by the power in mid-air, ingested into the blood drinking knife.

At this time, the other sect disciples realized that under the original sword, this sect disciple had already been crushed into powder.

Han Daxiong's sword intent was already taking a heavy path, opening and closing, coupled with the improvement of his cultivation now, as well as the Xuanhuang Qi he obtained when he came out of the snow field before, which made his sword path like a tiger.

You must know that at the beginning, even Yuan Zimo, the chief disciple of the Tianxuan Sect, was almost pressed to the ground by that Xuanhuang qi, let alone an inner disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect.

In the snow field, for such a small role, Han Daxiong didn't bother to take a look.

With this pathfinder stone of the One Qi Sword Sect, the remaining disciples of the sect were much more honest, just standing far away from the ditch, trying their best to see everything that was happening above the mansion.

At this moment, Feng Yubei was full of blood and qi all over his body, and his cultivation had been fixed at the peak of Daoxuan.

In the same way, the Dharma image behind him became more and more condensed, and the hideous head let out bursts of roars.

The sword flickered, and the sharp knife aura made Tang Ming feel a little pain in his cheeks, and at this moment, Feng Xiaobei had truly reached his own peak state.

Tang Ming jumped up, the two Dharma statues around him intersected with each other, and a divine phoenix was in front of him, rushing towards the north of Feng Yu below.

Feng Haobei, who was in mid-air, took a half step back with his right leg, stepped forward with his left leg, and stepped heavily into the void with one foot, stirring up blood-red ripples.

The knife turned to his side, holding the knife in his left hand and drawing it with his right hand, facing the fierce flames that swooped down, his face was fearless.

One inch.

Three inches.

Nine-inch ......

The blood-drinking knife was unsheathed to an unprecedented level, and the blood-colored sword wheel covered the entire sky, almost everywhere.

Tang Ming's body was full of silver light, and countless swords smashed on his body like rain, even he couldn't help frowning a little at this moment.

"Out!!"

Feng Haobei roared angrily, and finally completely pulled out the blood-drinking knife in his hand.

At the moment when the blood-drinking knife was completely unsheathed, the black clouds in the sky of Tiandu were all centered on the blood-drinking knife raised by Feng Yubei, and they converged.

The furious thunder fell in an instant, bombarding the blood-drinking knife, as terrifying as the demon transformation thunder tribulation that he had seen in the snowfield.

The thunder instantly wrapped Feng Beibei's entire person, and the raging thunder completely buried him.

Tang Ming's falling spear momentum was also a shock, he knew that the knife in Feng Xiaobei's hand was a little weird, but he didn't expect it to attract thunder tribulation.

Thunder came from the black clouds in a steady stream, and in the thunder light, from time to time there would be a roar of sealing the north.

Thundered.

After a while, the thunder light that enveloped Feng Yubei exploded instantly, and a strange beast that was different from the appearance of the divine beast connected by blood before rushed out of the thunder light and killed towards the black clouds in the sky.

"Blood Kirin!!"

Tang Ming hadn't understood it yet, but the spirit that felt the breath of the beast screamed in his mind.

In Tang Ming's cognition, it was almost impossible to see the machine spirit being so panicked as it was now, and the figure of the strange beast in the distance was also engraved in Tang Ming's mind.

The hideous dragon head, the glittering bloody scales, and the red clouds surging under the hooves the size of four sea bowls.

"The knife in this kid's hand is a murder weapon, according to his bones, the ferocity in it cannot be suppressed, the best way is to abandon the knife!"

Ji Ling and Tang Ming have the same mind, and he naturally knows what Tang Ming thinks.

However, if this knife was in Tang Ming's hands, not only would the machine spirit not suggest so, but would persuade Tang Ming to practice the knife.

But Feng Haobei can't, although he is obsessed with knives, but his own bones, understanding, and physique are not enough to control such a murderous weapon.

"Abandon the knife?"

Tang Ming frowned slightly, he and Feng Haobei had lived and died together for so many days, so he naturally understood this taciturn man.

Rather than make him abandon the knife, it would be easier to get his life to come!

It is not too much to say that Feng Haobei is fond of knives, and the blood-drinking knife has a special meaning to him, and it is more difficult to make Feng Haobei abandon the knife than to ascend to the sky.

Tang Ming sighed, and at this time, the Blood Lin Law Aspect had already soared into the sky and the black clouds above his head, scattering all the thunder.

This is also the first time Tang Ming has seen something that can really tear apart the clouds, it seems that the surprise of the machine spirit is not unreasonable.

"Roar!!"

Feng Haobei raised his head to the sky and roared again, with a blood-mist Qilin Law Statue on top of his head, and another one entrenched on his chest.

It's a bit of a confrontation with Tang Ming.

"Interesting!"

Tang Ming's eyes also ignited a raging battle intent, since he came here, the only thing that can really make Tang Ming interested is this guy in front of him.

The aura around the body was running wildly, and the dragon behind it became more and more condensed, and the Divine Phoenix Spear completely turned into a flaming phoenix.

The disciples of the sect in the distance watched everything that happened here from a distance, and their eyes were full of horror.

Especially Yan Yun, he knew best what this meant, even his master, Sima Qingyun, who was ranked number one among the first-class sects, did not have such a terrifying might.

The four Dharma Figures were instantly entangled, the giant dragon wrapped around the ancient divine beast, and the divine phoenix crashed into the blood qilin.

The endless bloody aura wrapped the dragon and the divine phoenix, but a moment later, the golden flames instantly pierced the blood mist, and the whole sky was moved.

Tang Ming came to Feng Weibei's side with his bare hands, and his right fist mixed with the sound of wind and thunder instantly smashed into Feng Weibei's chest.

Feng Yubei, who had lost consciousness at this moment, was more flexible, and after taking a step back, he suddenly grabbed Tang Ming's right fist, and kicked his free legs on Tang Ming's chest like thunder.

"Grandma's, it's hard enough!"

Tang Ming rubbed his aching chest, grinned, and then his figure turned into a streamer again.

In the sky, the figures of Tang Ming and Feng Haobei were no longer visible, and only the constant roar proved the fierceness of the fierce fight between the two.

After about a quarter of an hour, the figures of the two gradually became clear.

Tang Ming's upper body was in tatters, while Feng Haobei was red-eyed and rude, facing Tang Ming, even Feng Haobei at the moment was a little unbearable.

And in the sky high up, the Divine Phoenix and the Giant Dragon had completely suppressed the two Dharma Phases formed by the condensation of the evil qi in Feng Haobei's body.

"It's almost, his aura is starting to dry up, and there is not much left of the blood and evil qi consumed, Tang boy, hurry up!"

The voice of the machine spirit came again, and there was a hint of anxiety in his tone.

Tang Ming's figure jumped up suddenly, heading towards the fighting Fa Xiang in the distance, the giant dragon and the divine phoenix seemed to feel the summoning, and suddenly turned around and sank into Tang Ming's body.

The two Dharma Ministers who had untied their shackles also rushed towards the blood-drinking knife in Feng Beihe's hand.

After the giant dragon method merged into his body, Tang Ming turned around and fell towards the north of the seal in mid-air like a meteor.

In the process of falling, Tang Ming's right hand gradually opened, and one hand was like a sword, and a terrifying aura flowed from between his fingers.

Feng Haobei, who was unconscious, had a much better sense of smell for danger, and when Tang Ming was still some distance away from him, his energy surged violently.

The hideous law phase once again appeared in the mud pill palace on his forehead, and the bloody aura began to wrap Feng Beibei's entire body.

"Roar!"

Fa Xiang rushed out of the Mud Pill Palace in the north of the seal, and his hideous head let out an earth-shattering roar at Tang Ming, who was falling in a hurry.

"Let me in!!"

Tang Ming pointed at the single horn on the forehead of the Law Minister, and the violent aura emanated from between the Divine Beast Law Xiang and his fingers at the same time.

Instantly spread out his right hand, and the golden mangs spread over Tang Ming's entire right arm, imprinted on the single horn of the divine beast.

Inch by inch, the divine beast law phase was pressed back into the mud pill palace on the forehead of Feng Haobei.