The Qingfeng sword fell, seemingly without momentum, but it made Fu Ling's face change instantly, the instinct of the strong made his cold hairs stand on end, and the terrifying crisis penetrated into the pores of his whole body like a pervasive, this sword was very terrifying.

Rumble!

One step faster than his mind was the instinct of his body, the powerful aura of the eighth order of the martial artist burst out without the slightest reservation, and the terrifying spiritual power wave spread from his body, frantically condensing towards his hands, and at the same time he held up his hands, and a bright spiritual power light erupted on the golden silk fist glove, turning into a dazzling white circle of light, which contained extremely powerful power, blocking in front of him,

"Click!"

A crisp sound came out, and the sword was finally cut down, and the aura of spiritual power containing powerful power resisted for a moment, and then a crack appeared, and then it shattered, and the Qingfeng sword slashed down again.

Fu Ling's face changed completely, a look of horror flashed in his eyes, and he stomped heavily on the ground with his feet, while crossing his palms in front of his chest. At the same time as his body retreated rapidly, that sword light crossed in front of his eyes, and the terrifying power instantly burst out from between his crossed arms, and with a piercing friction sound, Fu Ling's body flew upside down, and in mid-air he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face became pale. He was extremely shocked, just now at that moment he felt the breath of death, just a little, this sword can kill him, even if there is a golden silk fist to protect his hands, so that his hands are not cut off, but the terrifying power of the sword just now has made his hands through the golden silk fist gloves have been shocked to bloody flesh and blood, and the pain is terrible.

Fu Ling staggered to the ground, just stabilized his figure, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the figure of Zhou Fu flashing towards him rapidly, and the dazzling sword of death slashed down again, without any hesitation, indifferent, ruthless, tricky, ruthless, and his cold gaze covered with him, as if he was looking at a corpse.

He's going to kill me!

Terrifying thoughts rose in his heart, he didn't expect Zhou Fu to be more ruthless than him, and the move was fatal, this was to kill him completely.

Frightened, Fu Ling's body flickered and retreated again, and he didn't dare to take the sword of Zhou Fu at all. He had never experienced such an earth-shattering sword power, as if he could cut his body in half at any moment, and if he was struck by a sword, he would definitely die.

At this time, Fu Ling had a trace of remorse in his heart, he didn't expect that Zhou Fu's strength was not only not blown out, but even stronger than he had heard, could this kind of sword power really be mastered by a person in the martial arts realm?

He was scared.

A rumbling sound came out, and a sword slashed into the air, and a sword slashed in the space, and a horse in the Qinglong Courtyard not far away was immediately cut in half, but fortunately, the person riding on the horse just fell to the ground and was not affected by the sword, otherwise his fate was no different from his horse. The man gasped, his body trembling with fright, but he didn't dare to show any disrespect to him.

Even Fu Ling, the eighth-order martial artist, was pressed and beaten by Zhou Fu, and was even almost killed by Zhou Fu, so he could only flee everywhere, where did he dare to provoke Zhou Fu, wouldn't he be looking for death.

Zhou Fu didn't look at the people around him, his body turned into an afterimage, chasing Fu Ling's constantly retreating figure, the sharp sword momentum was vertical and horizontal, and he waved the Qingfeng sword indifferently and ruthlessly, Fu Ling didn't dare to take it hard. His face was gloomy, in front of so many people, he was forced to look like this, he was

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I lost face.

"Get out!"

Fu Ling roared angrily, and the whole person released boundless anger, and as soon as he closed his hands, he saw a huge illusory handprint falling from the sky and pressing down towards the circumference.

Although he didn't dare to take Zhou Fu's sword hard, as long as he didn't let Zhou Fu get close, it would be fine.

"Rats who only run away. ”

Zhou Fu looked at Fu Ling indifferently, and that disdain made Fu Ling even more angry in his heart.

Immediately, Fu Ling saw Zhou Fu raise his left hand, his index finger stretched out, and the surrounding space suddenly vibrated up, and rippling ripples spread out towards the surroundings.

"Great Compassion!"

The tragic Buddha horn suddenly sounded in the space, and half of the illusory index finger soared into the sky, suddenly hitting the huge illusory handprint.

"Ground Martial Arts!"

Everyone's hearts were shocked, this is the terrifying ground martial art of Zhou Fu, I don't know what kind of fingering it is, it is so terrifying.

Rumble!

A terrifying wave of qi erupted in the sky, the illusory handprint shattered, Fu Ling's heart suddenly tightened, thumping, and an ominous premonition spread in his heart, and then in his eyes, the Qingfeng Sword slashed down again, and it seemed to be no different from just now. However, Fu Ling always felt that the Qingfeng Sword at this time seemed to be a little different from just now, on the original blue sword body, a series of pitch-black lines appeared, and the aura that made his heart palpitate was emanating from these lines.

The Dragon Soul Sword is already attached to the Qingfeng Sword.

When the crisis of death came, Fu Ling's body retreated wildly, almost to the extreme.

"Whew!"

A soft sound came out, and Fu Ling dodged the sword, but the swallowed sword qi still slashed at his body, and a few centimeters below his throat, a deep blood mark spread down to his abdomen. The clothes on Fu Ling's body were torn inch by inch, and in the deep blood marks, the flesh and blood flew up, and he was shocked.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene, this sword was so domineering.

Fu Ling glanced at his chest with a hideous face, a sharp pain hit, his heart beat the fastest in his life, and he died a second slower just now.

He looked up and looked around with a burning rage in his eyes.

and fear.

"This hatred, I wrote it down!"

Seeing that Zhou Fu seemed to be about to raise his sword, Fu Ling's body trembled, and he angrily left this sentence, and then turned around and shot out directly, actually trying to escape.

"A man who can only run away like a dog dares to speak up. ”

Zhou Fu sneered, and slashed at Fu Ling again without mercy.

Feeling the terrifying killing intent of Zhou Fu, Fu Ling gritted his teeth, and actually rushed directly into the crowd of the Four Elephants National Courtyard, using the crowd as a shield, and fled into the distance regardless of the image.

Zhou Bi looked at the crowd that was knocked around, and finally did not continue to chase, stood in place with his sword, and his disdainful voice came out from afar: "In my opinion, you are not as good as Zhao Pan, at least he is fighting with me in a dignified manner, you are just a lost dog." ”

Fu Ling, who was fleeing frantically, heard Zhou Fu's words, his face was flushed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but his footsteps did not dare to stop at all, and he quickly fled away.

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Fu Ling's figure gradually disappeared, and everyone turned their heads to look around, their faces full of shock. More than a month ago, Zhou Fu fought Zhao Pan in the ring, and when no one was optimistic, he was high-spirited and frivolous, and almost killed Zhao Pan.

Today, a month later, Zhou Fu is another man and a sword, beating the arrogant and invincible Fu Ling to the point of fleeing in embarrassment.

This time, in more than a month, Zhou Fu's strength has increased so much, and it seems that his cultivation has not changed, but Zhou Fu's strength at this time is very different from Zhou Fu's strength a month ago, even ordinary people can see it through the battle just now.

The top ten powerhouses of the Four Elephant National Court were defeated by Zhou Fu, and now Zhou Fu is at least the seventh terrifying existence of the top ten powerhouses.

Demons.

Everyone looked at Zhou Fu like a monster, remembering that it had been less than a year since Zhou Fu entered the Sixiang National Academy, and he had reached the top of the Sixiang National Academy in one fell swoop from an unknown freshman, and there were only six people above him, this is not a demon or something.

Zhou Wei put away the Qingfeng Sword expressionlessly, and then returned to Xiaoyue's body and closed his eyes.

Jiuyou's expression was so calm from beginning to end, as if he knew the outcome of this battle from the beginning. Even Yang Chen and the others all looked surprised, and if they did even more amazing things, I am afraid they would accept it calmly.

Wei Shuirou glanced at Zhou Fu, who had his eyes closed, and then turned his head to the leader of the soldiers and said, "Let's go." ”

She didn't bother Zhou Fu, it seemed that the two sides had only fought a few moves in the battle just now, but she was very aware of the danger just now, Zhou Fu's consumption was extremely high, and now he needed to breathe and recover to his peak as soon as possible.

Wei Shuirou was right, although the battle just now was short, but Zhou Fu could be said to have left no hands, the strongest sword of the Great Compassion Finger, Dragon Soul Sword plus Sword Momentum plus Qingfeng Sword and Death Sword Technique, these two moves are Zhou Fu's strongest attack moves so far, Zhou Fu used these two moves in succession in just a few breaths to quickly defeat Fu Ling, and the consumption was naturally not small, especially the consumption of qi and blood power, so that Zhou Fu could not use the Great Compassion Finger again in a short period of time.

The leader of the soldiers gave an order, and suddenly the sound of hooves rang out, and everyone left the courtyard of the Four Elephants and headed towards a certain place in the imperial city.

It's just that the shock brought by the battle just now is still echoing in everyone's minds.

Outside the north gate of the imperial city, there is a wide and incomparably loess land, the north gate does not allow people to enter and exit at will, it is closed on weekdays, but today it is a wide open city gate, on the barren and vast loess land, many huge camps have been established, and many Taoist figures have gathered, there are soldiers in the army who are full of murderous atmosphere, there are also noble noble disciples, and there are civilian disciples who are dressed plainly.

"Boom!"

There were cries in the distance, the ground trembled, and everyone in the school field looked over, only to see the dust flying, and many figures quickly appeared in the line of sight, rushing towards this side.

"It's coming!"

Everyone's eyes flickered, staring at the figures one by one with great sharpness.

At this time, on the general's seat in front of the school, a young figure stood up in the center, and also looked at the group of people who were coming quickly, he had a gentle smile on his face, his eyes fell on Zhou Fu on the back of the Xiaoyue Silver Wolf, and the shallow smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but deepen.

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