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Feng Zitong hurriedly flew away to dodge, seeing that the thunderous fist wind of the fierce blood was about to smash through the protective barrier.

Everyone was frightened and sat on the ground.

They're just watching a game, are they going to die here?

The courtyard was even more horrified.

Feng Zitong frowned, he didn't have time to stop it, if the fist of the blood went down, it would definitely kill a large number of people.

At this moment, a silver light suddenly flew out, and the bloody body was bounced out.

Everyone was beating their chests, glad they had escaped.

The next moment.

"Oh my God, that's His Royal Highness King Yan of the Divine Temple Yanhuang Palace!!!Meet His Royal Highness King Yan!!" Many people suddenly shouted.

As a result, almost everyone, including the dean sitting on the high seat and the four peak masters, all knelt on the ground, and their voices resounded throughout the Emperor Huang Courtyard: "Meet His Royal Highness King Yan!"

Kneeling on the ground in an uproar, leaving Feng Zitong standing alone in place, even if they were evil, they all knelt down obediently.

There was also a lying Blood, not kneeling.

In the clouds, the man who thought he was like a god slowly fell, and his body seemed to be surrounded by clouds, sacred, noble, mysterious, and elegant.

The purple robe is added, like a dark night, exquisite and luxurious, but full of evil charm and nobility.

Silver-white snow hair, like flowing water, there is a faint flow of light, silver-black ghost face, covering his stunning appearance, only revealing a pair of silver-gray eyes with ice, clear, cold, people dare not disobey, let alone blasphemy.

He walked slowly from the sky, and his innate royal and noble aura made people can't help but crawl on the ground.

His eyes sparkled, but everyone was stunned.

This is like a god and a demon, which is enough to turn all beings upside down and worship in the Six Realms.

The Evil Face Flame King is really a man like a god and a demon.

So, sitting on that empty seat is actually for His Royal Highness King Yan?

For a moment, everyone was in shock and excitement.

Evil Face Flame King, this is a character that many people have never dreamed of, they are actually lucky to see it today, so excited, so excited, no, the blood of the beast is boiling.

The female students were also excited to burst into starry eyes, and some even blushed.

Looking at Mo Yanhuang, Fierce Blood smiled, the Evil Face Flame King, he finally saw it.

Mo Yanhuang's gaze swept over and fell on Feng Zitong, and a touch of tenderness crossed in his cold and beautiful cold eyes.

This made Feng Zitong, who was already puzzled, more certain.

The Evil Face Flame King, the Ink Flame Phoenix.

The purple robe that was similar to his style made her feel wrong as soon as the Evil Face Flame King appeared.

The corners of Feng Zitong's mouth twitched, and his face was a little distorted.

Almost instantly, a myriad of complex thoughts crossed her mind.

She never thought that Mo Yanhuang's identity was actually a figure admired by the Six Realms, which made her feel that she was so far away from him.

Looks like she really has to work hard!

Seeing Mo Yanhuang at this time, she didn't want to fight anymore, and she couldn't let her violent side be seen by him.

Thinking of something, the corners of Feng Zitong's lips hooked slightly, and in the next moment, a palm slapped on his chest, blood spurted out, and his legs fell to the ground weakly: "I lost." ”

I rolled my eyes and fainted directly.

Seeing that she can't be fake, there is a trace of crack on her face under Mo Yanhuang's mask.

The temperament of the little thing has really changed so much, why is it getting more and more black and naughty.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched even more.

What the heck!

They are excited, saying that they are desperate for a life-and-death battle, goddess, you can't be so irresponsible!