"What?!" Qingyan changed color, and when he saw that it was the handsome man behind Murong Limeng, the whole person went berserk!

Murong Limeng had already stopped when Xiao Xue made a move, and now, Situ Yue's image was carried behind by Xiao Xue like a chicken, there was no danger, of course she didn't have to scruple anymore.

"It's just in time, I'll use you to practice your hands!" Murong Limeng's mind moved, and a layer of water curtain was quickly drawn out of the lake, just blocking Qingyan's attack.

Qingyan was furious, and he was only one step away from succeeding!

The blow failed, Qingyan sprinkled all his anger on Murong Limeng, his body swirled, and his ten fingers stretched wildly when he saw the wind!

That appearance is as terrifying as practicing the Nine Yin White Bone Claw!

"Tianji Academy, I'm so disappointed. Xiaoxue threw Situ Yueying aside, crossed her arms and sighed.

"Why is that?" Situ Yueying frowned, very puzzled.

Xiaoxue was too lazy to take care of Situ Yueying, leaving Situ Yueying with an arrogant back.

Murong Limeng smiled knowingly, "Yes, it's a bit disappointing." ”

Situ Yueying looked confused, completely unaware of what the two of them were playing.

"Who?!So noisy, and still don't let you sleep?!" The golden spirit beast that stretched out his waist glanced at the situation in front of him lightly, and quickly made a judgment: one-sided, nothing to do with him.

Qingyan was dizzy, his ten fingers were pointed, his moves were ruthless, and he was fighting with Murong Limeng in full swing.

Murong Limeng deliberately let Qingyan close to her, so that Qingyan could use it, while she herself only used water-based spells to deal with Qingyan.

"It's a cultivator again!" The golden spirit beast exaggerated as if it hated iron but not steel, staring at Qingyan with a thief's eyes, and his saliva flowed.

"Ha?!" Situ Yueying on the side saw it, and his mouth opened directly into a circle, does the golden spirit beast regard Qingyan as a delicious food?

As the saying goes, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders. The two maids who came with Qingyan saw that their boss was being used as a practice target and played with in the palm of their hands, and they didn't know it, and they had become ants on a hot pot.

Murong Limeng and Qingyan were in a good fight, the layers of mist shattered and gathered, gathered and shattered, sometimes turning into chains to lock Qingyan's hands and feet, and sometimes turning into weapons to kill Qingyan violently.

Qingyan is also going all out, the ten-fingered phantom is like a ghost, uncertain and uncertain, erratic, and looks full of evil.

Murong Limeng's water-based aura was often cut open by Qingyan's slender nails, shattering to the point that it made people panic.

The two maids were so anxious that they shouted again and again: "Boss, run away!"

While shouting, he used all his strength to cast the evil spell, turning into two phantoms and rushing towards Murong Limeng!

"Be careful!" Xiao Xue hurriedly reminded herself, turning into a white light and flying towards Murong Limeng.

The golden spirit beast pursed its lips and shook its head: "Boring, boring!" turned around and left.

Situ Yueying's eyes widened, Murong Limeng, you can't have an accident!

Thousands of splashes of water splashed in all directions, and a light rain fell in a small area by the lake, and Murong Limeng stood in the rain curtain, very calmly. Three inches around her body was a mist stirred up by the splashing of raindrops, and her clothes were not stained with half a drop of rain.

"Let you taste the power of the Heavenly Sword!"

Murong Limeng's body shone with an ice-blue mysterious light, which looked purer and more stable than the blue light possessed by ordinary water cultivators.

An ice-blue long sword quickly condensed out, and if the Demon Realm Venerable Master Shu Bingchen was here, he would definitely feel that the appearance of this sword was a little familiar.

That's right, Murong Limeng condensed the ice sword into the appearance of the divine sword's "proud world". Although it is just a god-like, it can't hinder her from thinking about the "proud world" sword.

Xiaoxue had already flown to Murong Limeng's side and slapped away the two maids who were sneaking up.

Murong Limeng's momentum was like a rainbow, and a sword flew out, which was completely different from Fang Cai. Qing Yan suddenly felt a hundred times the pressure, his eyes were cold, and the long belt behind him was hunting, fluttering, and ten slender fingers with curved nails slapped his chest viciously!

"Blood Sacrifice!" Qing Yan's voice had changed shape, sharp and piercing, and she had already realized that she had just been tricked by Murong Limeng.

Murong Limeng was stunned for a moment, but did not stop.

Evil cultivators, in Murong Limeng's eyes, are not qualified to be forgiven.

The path of cultivation is far away, the heart of the righteous path is not extinguished, and we will never be in the company of evil paths!

Qing Yan originally thought that if she couldn't defeat Murong Limeng with the method of blood sacrifice, she would at least be able to retreat with her whole body, but unfortunately, when she found that a touch of coldness was flowing through her chest, her fate was already doomed.

The ice-blue long sword pierced through Qing Yan's body mercilessly, and Qing Yan let out a terrible scream, ignoring the stabbing pain in his chest and the gurgling blood flowing, he pounced on Murong Limeng with his teeth and claws.

Xiaoxue was in a hurry, incarnated into the appearance of a snow wolf, the snow-white tail swept across, right in Qingyan's abdomen, and Qingyan's body fell weakly like a kite with a broken string.

Her maid was seriously injured and struggled to crawl to Qingyan's side, seeing that Qingyan was covered in blood, ragged clothes, and angry, and it would not be long before her soul returned to Jiuquan.

"Sister Limeng, are you okay?" Xiao Xue changed back to her human appearance, and watched with concern as Murong Limeng calmly withdrew the ice sword.

A determined look appeared on Murong Limeng's calm face, killing evil cultivators was in line with her avenue.

Although, it has been a long time since I smelled blood.

Murong Limeng smiled and shook her head at Xiaoxue: "I'm fine, it's just that I have dirty this piece of spiritual land." ”

Situ Yueying didn't expect Murong Limeng to really dare to kill someone in the Heavenly Pole Academy, and her face turned pale with fright. He trembled all over his body, pointing at the body of Qingyan who was gradually losing his breath, and said intermittently: "Heavenly Fury Courtyard...... It's coming soon......"

Xiaoxue glanced at Situ Yueying, and said angrily: "It's not the person you killed, what are you afraid of?!"

Situ Yueying slapped her head at this time and shouted: "Yes, I didn't kill the ...... person" But halfway through the words, he remembered that the person was killed by his backer Murong Limeng, if something happened to Murong Limeng, then what should he do in the future?

Thinking of this, Situ Yueying hurriedly looked up at Murong Limeng, "Murong girl, this ......"

Murong Limeng pouted lightly, "It's just an evil cultivator, I believe that the academy will give me a fair decision!"

"Yes, if you dare to infiltrate the evil cultivators of Biyang Academy, it is not a pity to die! Not only will the academy not punish you, on the contrary, it will also give you a certain reward!" In the distance, a man walked calmly from the woods.

Murong Limeng and the others looked for a sound, it turned out to be a disciple of the Heavenly Fury Academy, Murong Limeng had seen him before, because his appearance and temperament were very outstanding, coupled with the special mark of the punishment envoy, Murong Limeng smiled and saluted: "I have seen Senior Brother Feng." ”

Situ Yueying also hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Xiaoxue raised her eyebrows, but didn't say anything.