He had thought of this for a long time, and he had thought of it from the very beginning.

As an old student, I have been in the academy for a few years, and I am quite clear about the rules of the academy, and I know what I can and cannot do.

And some things, although there are clear regulations, but there are gaps to drill, this time the fanatic is a loophole, as long as Ling Feng is abolished before the academy elders arrive, what the process will be at that time, it is not for anyone to say.

Anyway, there is no one here now, although there are many old students in the middle of the process, but it has no impact, but it can be regarded as their own witness.

You must know that the sword has no eyes, let alone the collision between martial arts, especially high-level martial arts, if there is a slight mistake, that is, the fate of Huangquan.

So even if there is a small mistake in this, it doesn't matter, even if Ling Feng is really buried here, but if he is really buried here, it will not be easy for the academy to really pursue it.

After all, Tianfeng Academy has held this link, and in the past few decades, there has never been a fatality, even if the new students were abolished, at most they were seriously injured, and the foundation was not a big problem.

The madman did this, he was also ruthless, he was also gambling, he believed that with his talent and current strength, even if Ling Feng was abolished, the academy would at most teach a lesson, and would not delve into it.

A wasted genius and a person with slightly worse talent, but completely undamaged, which one will choose between the two, I believe everyone will choose the latter.

Although the former is a genius, it is a waste if it is scrapped, what is the use of coming, as the so-called since some things have already happened, what is the use of blaming and punishing.

"Boy, in the next life, remember those who can't offend, just stay away. ”

The words fell, and with a wave of the maniac's palm, he went directly towards the position where the three-pronged two-edged halberd was.

"Whew!"

But at this moment, a cold light flashed in the sky!

"Sneer......"

The cold light was like a streamer, and the speed was so fast that even the mad iron in the realm of the Martial King was a little unresponsive, and when he reacted and wanted to dodge, he was still a little slower.

A blood mark on his palm quietly appeared, because the speed was too high, he could only see the skin being cut by the sharp blade, and he couldn't even see a little blood, and it took a few breaths for the blood to slip down with the blood stains.

Soon, his palms were dyed blood-red, and they looked like bloody palms, which were quite dazzling.

It was precisely because of this sudden cold light that the maniac's palm that was about to fall was retracted, because if he didn't bring his palm back, the cold light would definitely penetrate the palm of the hand, and it was not as simple as leaving a blood mark on the palm.

Looking at the blood marks on his palms, the madman gradually became hideous, and his expression was gloomy and terrifying.

To be honest, this injury is nothing to him at all, it can be said that it is not painful, but at this time, someone has explained something, indicating that there may have been people watching from the side before.

In this way, if this person went to the academy and told the academy everything he saw, he would face unprecedented trouble.

Thinking of this, the hideous color on the maniac's face became more and more obvious, and at this moment, a crazy idea was brewing in his heart.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, another cold light with an astonishing sword intent galloped like a streamer, but this time the madman had already been alert, and just when the cold light was about to reach a foot of his body, he easily dodged it sideways.

"Who!"

The madman looked startled, and his cautious eyes roamed around, but he didn't find anyone, but he smelled a familiar smell.

Among the five teams on this trip, there was only one person who could hurt him in the eyes of the fanatics.

"Ink clothes!"

The madman meditated, the gloomy color in his eyes was thick to the extreme, he was also an old student on this trip, he was quite clear about the strength of Moyi, not to mention that his current state was no longer at his peak, even if he was at his peak, it was not a simple matter to solve him.

After a quick measurement in his heart, the crazy thoughts in the hearts of the madmen were determined, in that case, then destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, and directly die without proof.

In this way, even if Moyi witnessed all this in the dark, what could it be, everyone died, and there was no proof of death.

The idea is fixed, the madman is too lazy to care about the ink clothes in the shadows now, with such a close distance, even if he wants to stop it, it is impossible.

"Huh...... Moyi, I'll see how fast you are, can you beat me!"

The corners of the maniac's mouth outlined a sneer, and his eyes looked around casually, and the palm that was stained with blood once again carried a surging spiritual power towards the position of the dragon's head, and the three-pronged and two-edged halberd was located.

This time, the spiritual power contained in his palm was much richer than the first time, it seemed that his mind had completely changed, it was no longer as simple as wanting to abolish Ling Feng, but really wanting to put him to death!

"Fanatic, do you think you're as fast as I am?"

But as soon as the maniac's palm fell, a sarcastic voice sounded in his ears, and then an extremely familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"Ink clothes! you ......"

Looking at the other hand on his wrist, the madman couldn't help but be shocked, even if Moyi's speed in the academy was one of the best, but at such a close distance, how did he manage it?

"Fanatic, it looks like you've forgotten the rules of the Academy. ”

Looking at the somewhat stunned maniac, Moyi's faint voice sounded again, and there was no emotional fluctuation in the voice, but the maniac sounded the biggest threat.

"Moyi, it's just a freshman, you come and intervene again, if you leave now, I can exchange two thousand wind breaths. ”

Although the madman really wanted to solve the problem of the ink clothes together, but now he couldn't do it at all, and after thinking about it, he would definitely use the benefits to tempt.

"Two thousand winds are really a big deal. ”

Mo Yi smiled faintly when he heard this, but his expression turned indifferent in the blink of an eye: "However, do you think that my Mo Yi's personality is worth a mere two thousand spirit stones?"

"How much do you want there, say a number!"

"A million!"

The ink coat directly opened the lion's mouth.

"100,000 ......"

The madman's expression suddenly darkened.

"Looks like you're going to have to meddle in today's affairs, right?"