Chapter 64: Ye Wei, Die!

Ye Wei, who was sitting in the stands, had a blue and purple face, panting for breath, holding the mace in his right hand, standing up, his whole face was a little distorted, and he strode out, and there was a commotion in the stands.

"Since you want to die so much, I'll fulfill you!" Ye Wei's vitality surging on his body when he stepped into the ring, he had already reached the peak of the middle level of the Xuanhuang Realm, and his artistic conception had also broken through to the third grade, unscrupulously exuding a trialist who was a little closer to the ring, under the oppression of these two momentums, his face was as pale as paper, and he took seven or eight steps back before he came to his senses slightly.

"Ye Wei, that freak has actually reached the three-grade artistic conception! Now that Xiao Fan seems to be certain to die!"

"Yes, Ye Wei really lives up to his reputation, with his current strength, even if he is put in the last goshawk trial, he is a stable leader. ”

And Qimeng and Li Hao have already solved the battle, watching under the ring, Li Hao is worried, his eyebrows seem to be tied in a dead knot, which makes people feel very uncomfortable to watch: "It's over, the gap between the two people is too big, not to mention that Ye Wei's artistic conception has reached the third grade, Brother Fan has no power to resist him at all! I hope Brother Fan can admit defeat earlier, as long as he saves his life, it's okay to say anything." ”

Li Hao was chattering beside him, but Qimeng turned a deaf ear to his small mouth, jumped up and waved his pink fist and roared in a milky voice: "Big brother, beat him!"

Xiao Fan heard Qimeng's roar, turned his head and smiled: "Don't worry, just keep your eyes open and look at it!" As he spoke, he looked ahead, and the momentum on his body suddenly became cold, and the condensation of sword intent even reached the realm of the third grade, and even the intensity was a little more intense than Ye Wei's artistic conception, and the Xuanhuang armor was condensed in front of his chest.

"I, I!!he, he, he, he

More than 300 of the 367 trialists were attracted by the battle between Xiao Fan and Ye Wei, and they were shocked by the scene in front of them and were speechless, before participating in the goshawk trial, they all felt that they were one of the best geniuses, and after seeing these two, the pride in their hearts was directly shattered into slag.

At the moment when Xiao Fan's three-grade sword intent condensed, Ye Wei was a little shocked, but it was only shocked: "You really surprised me, but there are some gaps that you can't make up, such as the Martial Soul ......" As he spoke, the Red Fire Silver Horned Rhino Martial Spirit condensed behind him, and a savage aura rushed towards him.

"How do you know that I don't have a martial soul?" Xiao Fan sneered, the rusty sword in his hand stabbed out, and the stacked wave sword technique continued.

Ye Wei was stunned suddenly, and the mace in his hand waved: "Pretend to be profound!"

At the moment when the rusty sword and the mace collided, Xiao Fan's body was slightly crooked, and he could rub the sharp spikes, and the rusty sword in his hand suddenly slashed out.

Ye Wei looked at the rusty sword and his heart was shocked, the mace in his hand was blocked in front of him, and his body twisted his right foot and lifted it towards Xiao Fan's lower abdomen.

"Peng!"

The Xuanhuang armor on his chest cracked directly under this foot, and the whole person took three or four steps backwards before he could stop.

The two of them exchanged more than thirty moves, Xiao Fan was at an absolute disadvantage, and could only parry under the violent attack, Ye Wei's vitality surged, and he frantically poured into the mace and snorted coldly: "It's not interesting to try it like this, my patience has also been almost worn out by you, no one can save you this time!"

"Haha, then try to see who lives and who dies!" Xiao Fan laughed and greeted him with a rusty sword in his hand.

"The sky is blue!"

Ye Wei jumped up in the air, holding the mace in both hands, and smashed towards Xiao Fan below.

The rusty sword in his hand instinctively raised above his head, and the two soldiers collided, and the huge impact force made the ring under Xiao Fan's feet directly crack, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of scarlet blood spit on the ground.

"It's not over yet!" Ye Wei roared, the mace in his hand flashed with its dazzling light, and the red-fire silver-horned rhinoceros martial soul behind him was roaring angrily.

"Wolf Tooth Breaking the Sky!"

Xiao Fan's feet moved suddenly, and the speed was so fast that there was an afterimage, and the mace grazed his shoulder and directly took away a piece of flesh, revealing a warm jade-like shoulder blade.

Ye Wei's sense of battle is not strong, and after seeing Xiao Fan dodge, the mace swept directly across his waist and directly flew him out.

Xiao Fan fell heavily to the ground, the two finger-sized holes in his waist rubbed out with blood, and the wriggling flesh inside could be seen through the wound, fortunately his bones were different from ordinary people, otherwise I am afraid that the bones of the spine would be broken under this blow, even so, the internal organs in the abdomen seemed to be all displaced, and the hot pain stimulated his consciousness.

The rusty sword in his hand was directly inserted into the ground, and he struggled to stand up, the storage ring flickered slightly, and seven dark black short swords floated behind him, Xiao Fan pulled out the rusty sword and put it back into the scabbard, the sword intent condensed, and a breathtaking power continued to emanate.

Ye Wei's pupils shrank, it was that sword again! In the Demon Beast Mountain Range, he was almost killed by that sword, and there was a little jealousy in his heart, his eyes deliberately avoided his eyes, Ye Wei knew that Xiao Fan had a pupil technique that could catch people off guard.

"Your sword is really amazing, but I haven't played with it these days!" Ye Wei squinted his eyes, the vitality condensed on the mace, and the cloth was covered with a heavy earthy yellow light, and the artistic conception continued to rise.

A sinister smile bloomed from the corner of his mouth, Ye Wei's face was a little pale, and he held the mace, and the whole person bumped into Xiao Fan like an angry rhinoceros.

"Draw the Sword Technique First Form: Split the Earth!"

Xiao Fan looked at Ye Wei who was close to him, the purple-gold light in his eyes flashed, the rusty sword was pulled out, and a strong sword intent slashed towards him with a sharp light.

"Boom!"

Ye Wei's mace and rusty sword suddenly collided together, and the deafening roar was accompanied by a powerful impact, and the entire ring made of boulders quickly cracked from under the feet of the two!

"Seven Peerless Sword First Style: Troubled Times!"

Xiao Fan let out a low roar, and the seven dark black short swords behind him burst out, and Ye Wei looked at the seven black lines that were galloping and didn't have time to resist and was stunned in place.

"Stop!" Yang Liqun stood up suddenly with a swollen right cheek and a pig's head on the Taishi chair, and the breath of the Nirvana Realm swept out and pressed on Xiao Fan's body, making him half-kneeling on the ground all of a sudden, and the Seven Absolute Swords also fell to the ground weakly because they lost control, and at this time, the killing intent in Ye Wei's eyes was overflowing, and the mace in his hand smashed towards Xiao Fan with terrifying might.

"Bell!"

Ziji Danding didn't know where it came from, and directly hit Ye Wei's side and blasted him out, but Peng Chong's attack was extremely measured, and he didn't kill him, but he also had to lie on the bed for a while, and the bones on his body didn't know how many were broken under this impact.

Peng Chong stepped forward and walked a few steps, looked at Yang Liqun and asked in a cold voice, "Is this the rule of your Goshawk Academy?!"

Qimeng on the side was shocked by this scene, and when she reacted, the martial soul condensed behind her, and she passed by with a giant hammer in her right hand and rushed towards Yang Liqun, the old man who had stood in front of Xiao Fan, I don't know where it came out, directly grabbed the back of Qimeng's neck and lifted her up, her performance scared the old man is also a big surprise, this little girl is quite a tiger.

Qimeng, whose whole body was hanging in the air, had red eyes and a crying voice, kicked his feet wildly, and held a giant hammer in his hand and kept waving in front of him: "Don't stop me, I'm going to beat this old bastard to death!"

The matter on Qimeng's side has not been resolved, Wang Dafu's martial soul behind him has condensed, and he walked towards Yang Liqun, and before he could take a few steps, Zhuang Mingxing blocked in front of him, and said coldly: "Go back!

Wang Dafu turned a deaf ear, and the Xuanjie high-grade gauntlet was worn on his fist like a tiger, and he rushed towards Zhuang Mingxing.

Zhuang Mingxing looked at Wang Dafu who was in a tiger and suddenly felt that there was no way at all, so he directly knocked him unconscious with a slap of the knife, and then handed him over to his entourage to take care of.

Xiao Fan was confused in this series of sudden situations, biting his tongue, a bloody smell spread in his mouth, making him a little more sober, and the only remaining spiritual power controlled the Seven Absolute Swords and shot towards Ye Wei, who was unconscious not far away.

"Poof!"

The seven short swords were all submerged in Ye Wei's body, and he couldn't die anymore.

Ninety and a half percent of the vitality was consumed, and the spiritual power was even more lacking, and the sky was spinning in his consciousness, and Xiao Fan fainted straight.

Yang Liqun looked at Ye Wei, who died tragically, his face suddenly gloomy, and he slowly raised his head and stared at Peng Chong: "You are playing with fire, do you know?!"

"My old man really doesn't know this, but I know that the rules of the Goshawk Trial are not something that your Goshawk Academy can destroy, remember that there are other six academies in the national capital!" Peng Chong said in a cold voice without fear at all, and glanced at the other five academies, except for King Luo, who was standing beside him, the others all looked like they had nothing to do with themselves, and couldn't help but sneer.

More than a hundred people wearing alchemist robes walked up behind Peng Chong.

At this moment, not only Yang Liqun panicked, but the people of the other four major academies panicked, because almost all of the more than 100 alchemists were from the alchemy halls of the six major academies, if they left, I am afraid that the monthly supply of pills in the academy would be a luxury.

"Since the Goshawk Academy is so arrogant and arrogant, openly interfering with the ring match, and almost killing the people of my Alchemist Association, then ......" Peng Chong looked at Yang Liqun coldly and said lightly.

The old man who had helped Xiao Fan and stop Qimeng stood up: "I, Biyun, have announced my departure from the Goshawk Academy. ”

"I, Cheng Anshun, announced my separation from Goshawk Academy. ”

"I, Bian Peng, have announced my separation from the Goshawk Academy. ”

"I, Sedum, have announced my departure from the Goshawk Academy. ”

“......”

All of a sudden, more than two dozen alchemists stood up in unison, and their words were sonorous and powerful.

"What do you want?" Yang Liqun said softly to Peng Chong with pleading in his tone at this time, if these alchemists are allowed to leave the academy, then the alchemy hall will be disbanded directly, and there will be a gap in the supply of pills in less than two months, so the students will definitely be dissatisfied, and even leave the Goshawk Academy.

"Dean Yang, since you have broken the rules, then our five major academies will not ignore it, if you don't handle this matter properly, we are afraid that we will be offended. At this time, King Luo stood up and said to Yang Liqun with a smile.