Lin Tianran's words slapped all the disciples present in the face, what do you mean that when they are defeated, can't any of them be able to win against this newcomer?

This made them feel a trace of anger in their hearts, but where was Lin Tianran's strength, they had no way to refute it, and they didn't dare to refute it, and all the accounts were counted on Murong Han's body. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Feeling the increasingly unkind gaze of a group of people, Murong Han looked around and said, "Come on!" Let me see what you're up to! ”

"Boy, although you are very good, this is not a place where you can be presumptuous, today I will teach you how to behave!"

A fist swept through: "One breath, I only need one breath to make you lie on the ground and not get up, you should reflect on it yourself in bed!" ”

The other party is only an eighth-order great spirit master, but it is even more powerful than Ye Qi, this is not a spirit skill, but a bold urging, bursting out of the attack.

Murong Han split his sword and directly pulled the other party away, making the other party fly out, and an incomparably fierce sword intent burst out from his body, and he could start to get serious.

You need to confirm what you have learned in actual combat, and you also need to earn points, which is just right, there are so many people, that is, you can verify it, and you can also let yourself get a lot of points.

"Boy, don't be arrogant, report your name, I never bully people who have no reputation...... Remember my name is ......"

Before a second-year disciple finished speaking, a fierce metallic aura mixed with Murong Han's fist shadow knocked the other party to the ground.

The bridge of his nose and lips sunken down sharply, clearly imprinting the marks of a fist, and his upper lip was like a broken sausage, torn from the middle, blood rushing out, and several teeth falling to the ground.

"I have no interest in knowing his name to someone who can't even catch a punch, and I don't want to know, let alone know my name." Murong Han withdrew his fist and said coldly.

When he was here, he began to get excited, so many enemies were the best elixir for him, the elixir that could allow him to improve his combat ability.

At this time, his blood had begun to boil, and it was the first time that so many people were besieging him, but he did not feel afraid, and the metallic spirit in his body was particularly riotous.

Murong Han felt that his back was heating all the time, and no one saw that golden threads appeared behind Murong Han, constantly emitting light.

At this time, the other second-grade disciples were already a little surprised, this kid was so powerful, how could he be a newcomer, and he was still in the first grade, this strength was enough for their second grade.

But did the others not care about this, counting Ye Qi, there were already three second-grade disciples who folded in Murong Han's hands, and if they didn't make a move, there might really be a situation where Lin Tianran would make a move.

"What is there to brag about winning with a sneak attack? You are such a despicable freshman, today the senior will teach you how to respect the teacher! Remember, I'm a ...... in second grade."

Before he finished speaking, another punch was thrown, mixed with golden light, the opponent's strength was not enough for him to use the sword, and he seemed to have begun to use the sword that had just been stabbed on his fist.

His arm is a sword, his fist is the tip of a sword, with a fierce metallic spirit, moving forward bravely, invincible, and breaking everything.

One day, the ground will crack, and the sky will jump, this is what I want, and a fist mark will break through the air.

However, this second-grade senior had already taken precautions, and the light of the Yuan Force was flowing all over his body, and as soon as he raised his right palm, he met it, and at the same time, a sneer appeared on his face, and his body was slightly sideways, and he was actually ready to catch this punch, and immediately take advantage of the victory to pursue.

This kind of strength can also be regarded as mid-to-upper class in the second-year place, however, when the fist wind collided with the palm of his hand, the second-year disciple's face changed suddenly, and he only felt a huge force coming. Like a hammer, it slammed into his palm, and the fierce metallic aura cut his skin open.

The fingers turned back one by one, the flesh was dripping, the tiger's mouth had cracked, and a scream came, ten fingers connected to the heart, how could he not be in pain.

If there was an element of sneak attack before, then this time it showed Murong Han's strength, but this strength is enough to explain a lot of problems.

Murong Han's punch just now still didn't use any courageous skills, but Xiao Yizhe looked at him, and he felt that something was sprouting in Murong Han's heart.

This is the strangest part, could it be that this kid's sword intent is going to break through to a dichotomy sword intent, but although it looks sharp, it is still different!

"I said, I can't take my punch, I'm not interested in knowing your names, it's really boring." A sneer appeared at the corner of Murong Han's mouth: "You only have this bit of strength, that's too disappointing for me!" Or are you just cannon fodder, and those powerful people haven't come out yet. ”

Hearing this, Shan Ziyi, who had been hiding in the dark with Xiao Zhizhe, almost scolded him for being a bloody squirt, when did she dare to be so arrogant, she didn't know what Xiao Zhizhe had done, Murong Han would have changed so much.

The young man's words were clearly passed into everyone's ears, and this time, no one dared to laugh at this young man.

"Don't waste any time, let's all go together!" Murong Han looked at the purgatory in his hand, and there was another fist that wrapped this metallic aura.

Everyone else felt that this one in front of them was a little arrogant, and together, Murong Han was all soft persimmons? So easy to handle?

Lin Tianran also looked at Murong Han, the look on his face became thicker and thicker, and he saw that Murong Han was a little hairy, what did this person mean?

"What? Does it hurt your self-esteem? Then I'll do it. ”

Boom! Boom! Boom......

Before Murong Han's words fell, the giant sword in his hand swept around a group of people, it seemed that the trajectory of the sword was very slow, but it was unavoidable, and he could only bear it stubbornly.

The giant sword flashed, and streams of blood spurted out, and these second-grade disciples flew out one by one, and the blood continued to fall from the air.

"Elder Xiao Zhizhe, isn't this a bit too much, will all those who are hidden come out?" Shan Ziyi asked anxiously.

Xiao Shunzhe said disapprerovitically: "It's nothing, this is my Xiao Shunzhe's apprentice, no matter how many of them are, is it still comparable to me, my apprentice, if there is danger, I will naturally take action." ”

Shan Ziyi watched quietly, today he learned about Xiao Yizhe's other character - calf protection, if his apprentice is in danger, then he will take action.

There was simply no time to react. One by one, they were hit hard in the chest, blood spurted wildly from their mouths, and they flew out upside down in all directions, sliding far away against the ground, before they could stop their bodies, but they all fainted on the ground, and there was no strength to fight again.

At this time, Murong Han no longer paid attention to these people, and still displayed his own swordsmanship, which was a series of his own, which borrowed a lot of swordsmanship from Shan Ziyi, but it was more aggressive, more domineering, and more powerful.

A smell of blood began to permeate, the sword moved with him, the weaknesses of his body were protected by the sword, there was no armor in close proximity, and the random arrows did not break the defense, this is the portrayal of Murong Han now.

Unless someone like Shan Ziyi made a move, no one would be able to break Murong Han's sword technique, and no one would be able to get close to him.

Murong Han's eyes became brighter and brighter, the blood red gradually diffused in his eyes, a sinister aura emanated from his body, the blood made him excited, and the fury hidden in the depths of the blood was excavated little by little.

One person stood at the back, staring at Sun Yan in disbelief, with a look of horror in his eyes. The blood spurted out by those injured companions sprayed in the air, dousing the man's body, and the blood blurred his vision. In the scarlet vision, I saw that the handsome young man in front of him had an indifferent expression, like a fierce god coming from the darkness.

Seeing that he trembled, he said tremblingly: "You...... You...... You...... You don't come here. At this time, he had lost the ability to think, Murong Han's fierceness and the evil aura he exuded made him lose the ability to think.

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