Chapter 2 Bai 46 Defeat Da Situ together

The instructors outside the battle area were as silent as death, the three crystals on the top of their heads represented Ouyang Yi and Situ Feng's two pieces were still fighting, but the one representing Situ Huang was calm, Situ Huang sat lonely and godless, there were not many pills in the cold night storage bag, and I didn't know which corner to find a green herb, at this moment, I was chewing herbs to restore Qi refining, after all, Situ Huang was the lowest strength in the Phoenix Coming Yi, and she took half her life in the cold night after defeating, The rest of Situ Feng and Ouyang Yi are still a difficult bone to gnaw!

The battle is not over yet, whether it is the students fighting inside, or the teaching and learning sitting outside and watching.

The teachers and students present all know that the Situ sisters can join the Wushuang class not because the two of them have watched the Dragon Gate, but because they and Ouyang Yi can form a combined attack technique, and it just so happens that this combined attack technique can grow again, in the final analysis, the strength of the Situ sisters can only be regarded as the best in the inner courtyard.

But it is terrifying enough to surpass a great realm and defeat others, if this battle ends with life and death, Cold Night is already on the list of no way, almost everyone remembers Cold Night's name, and this young man's future achievements are limitless.

Although Bi Chaoqun didn't open his eyes, he knew everything about what happened, and he asked Tie Sendao: "What I said, can you think about it on a cold night?" ’。

Tie Sen glanced at Bi Chaoqun vaguely, and also replied, "Does Bi Lao have to work hard to force Ah Ye?" He had never thought of getting involved in a factional war! ’。

Bi Chaoqun's face twitched, and Tie Sen understood the contempt on his face, 'Hmph! Joke! It's a troubled time right now, it's either friend or foe, you also see how much potential this kid has, if you don't accidentally become a candidate for the Musou class, it's only a matter of time, do you think the academy may cultivate a person who is unwilling to work for the academy in vain? The old man finally reiterated that if the cold night can't give the old man a clear choice after the challenge, no matter whether he wins or loses, the good girl will be sent back to Wolf King Mountain, and the cold night will be expelled from the first academy'.

A rapid sound of breaking the air sounded over the battle area, and then a red arrow rose into the air, challenging the regulations, one freshman eliminated one person rang the bell, and the peerless class eliminated one person released a red arrow.

Ouyang Yi looked up and saw the red arrow, his face was full of killing intent, and the ordinary freshmen around him also knew that Ouyang Yi was in a bad mood, and he didn't dare to continue to break ground on Tai Sui Ye, so he bent down and said goodbye, Ouyang Yi pulled out a golden long sword, the sword light was like soft water spread on the ground, flicked the sword body, and a crisp and pleasant voice sounded, ' Since you're here, let's divide the winners and losers', as soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Yi's whole person turned into a brilliant sword, and the light was like thunder, running back and forth in the field, and he couldn't find an enemy at all, and the freshmen who could jump just now were all lying on the ground and wailing.

Ouyang Yi held the sword in her backhand and went straight to Situ Feng's position, in her opinion, Situ Feng, who had distracting thoughts, would undoubtedly be the first person to be eliminated.

Just took a few steps, the scene in front of her changed rapidly, the forest of life and death turned into an active volcano, Ouyang Yi was under the feet of the rolling and flowing magma, she closed her eyes, her nose moved slightly, except for the dry breath of the trees, she couldn't smell the smell of sulfur at all, 'Such a clumsy illusion dares to use it into my eyes', Ouyang Yi's refining qi filled his eyes, and when he opened his eyelids again, the volcanic magma just now was gone, replaced by a thick white smoke that could not be dissolved.

'Illusion wrapped in illusion, kind of interesting! Ouyang Yi, a daring artist, strode into the white mist.

After Situ Feng saw the red arrow, he immediately realized that it must have been Situ Huang who lost, but she originally wanted to get close to Ouyang Yi but was stopped by Mo San, Half Moon, and Thunderstorm, Situ Feng is not as good as Situ Huang, she is not a menstrual cycle nor has she been poisoned, this battle is a pure battle across the realm, and the opponent is still Situ of the unequaled class.

There were two dark green fingered tigers hanging on the half-moon fist, and more than a dozen daggers were circling and flying above his head, hehe, he took a step forward with a strange smile and asked, "Are you really not curious about the whereabouts of the demon boy Ren Fengyu?" ’。

Situ Feng's mind is much more mature than Situ Huang, and he is about to fight, how can he think about things other than fighting, he opened his mouth and spit out a colorful glow, and the dazzling glow turned into a round tripod above Situ Feng's head, the round tripod is also colorful, and there is a faint mist floating around the round tripod, which makes people look like they sigh that this tripod must be a giant treasure in the fairy world.

The corners of Half Moon's mouth twitched but she couldn't laugh, and said in a low voice, "This is Wuxia Ding, a serious murder weapon of eight hundred, the soul refiner is the best at multitasking, I can only help you block Wuxia Ding, so the support for you is limited."

Although Banyue's voice was very low, Situ Feng still heard it word for word, and said coldly, "Don't be ashamed, Wuxia Ding is a murder weapon, and it is the best of the murder weapons, and Ding is the most important weapon of the country, I really want to know how you little fat man should suppress it."

Half Moon touched his eyebrows with his sword finger, and replied playfully, "Of course it's naked suppression, do you think you have a murder weapon in the whole world?" Sit on the ground! Come out! ’。

The blue light flashed, and the simple and atmospheric bronze tripod appeared, and the half moon did not even pause as it should be, driving the sitting tripod to smash it over.

Situ Feng's face was ugly, and he also chose a hard collision, 'dong dong dong', several muffled sounds came out, which shook the eardrums of several people.

Mo San shouted in Thunderstorm's ear, 'Fight quickly! Hurry up! Support, Night! ’。

Thunder nodded in response, holding a black ruler high and crashing into it like a rhinoceros, Mo San pulled out the Hidden Dragon Sword, and also grabbed a long sword in both palms and the other palm, which looked similar to the Hidden Dragon Sword, but the color was slightly darker.

Situ Feng was dual-minded, and while his soul power was flowing and controlling the Wuxia Ding to fall, Dao Xiaguang spun and collided with him, and at the same time he drew out two short swords and fought with the thunderstorm that rushed up first.

Wuxia Ding is radiant, sitting on the ground is simple and heavy, the two murder weapons are round and one side, and there is no fancy knock non-stop, half a moon is surging by the shock of the blood, but Situ Feng seems to be fine, still fighting against the thunder.

Thunderstorm completely used a deadly style of play, and the brave attack did not stop, the black ruler flushed with a strong sulfur atmosphere, and there was a copper mirror suspended behind him, Situ Feng's moves on the mirror seemed to have been slowed down a lot, Mo San stared at the bronze mirror to find Situ Feng's flaws.

Situ Feng's two short swords were fast and heavy, the wrist flipped the short sword like a fluttering butterfly and rotated around the palm, crossed together to resist the black ruler that the thunderstorm split vertically, the toes pointed to the thunderstorm's lower abdomen, the thunderstorm closed the black ruler and retreated, Situ Feng took a step forward, the short sword pierced the thunderstorm from both sides, the old force of the thunderstorm retreated, the new force was not born, so it was not embarrassing, so he quickly summoned the bronze mirror to play back, the bronze mirror above his head and the bronze mirror behind Situ Feng were blocked on both sides of his body, curled up and retreated.

Situ Feng didn't pursue, just opened his mouth and didn't wait for words to speak, Mo San killed, the fast sword he was best at was abandoned, but swept the long sword with a dull color, Situ Feng frowned and erected a short sword to resist, who knew that the long sword in Mo San's hand seemed to not exist at all, and layers of ripples rippled through Situ Feng's short sword and body, and the long sword in the other palm stabbed out instantly, Situ Feng dodged sideways, and the short sword tried to lock the long sword up and down, but the color of the long sword in Mo San's palm blinked and dimmed, Situ Feng's short sword hit the air, piercing through the long sword as before, as if punching cotton with all his strength.

The sword body of the left hand that originally held the virtual sword was bright in color, and it was pointed at Situ Feng's throat, Situ Feng was very uncomfortable, and he didn't know which hand Mo San held the real sword and which hand was the virtual sword, and what was even more amazing was that the virtual and real could be converted at will.

Withdrawing and retreating sharply, Situ Feng flashed out the attack range of Mo San and Thunderstorm, and his mind was concussive and quickly looked at the two colliding Dading, sitting on the ground Ding had already suppressed Wuxia Ding to the ground, Situ Feng didn't dare to be careless, bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, and the soul power wrapped the essence blood to carve out a symbol, and the blood-colored symbol was printed on Wuxia Ding, Wuxia Ding was full of light, and the three legs became three five-colored tentacles, and the tripod conjured up a face exactly the same as Situ Feng. Mo three or two.

Half Moon pinched his handprints on the spot, and sat on the ground and hit it directly, Wuxia Ding had to give up the plan to suppress Mo San and the thunderstorm, and go all out to fight with the Sitting Ding.

Situ Feng thought for a moment and used a killer weapon, the output of soul power did not hesitate, the short sword also turned into liquid and spread up along the wrist, a layer of beautiful red armor appeared on the surface of the body, and the liquid short sword quickly outlined the skeleton of the wings when it flowed to the back, a mocking sneer appeared at the corner of Situ Feng's mouth, and the wing skeleton behind him snapped into flames, and a pair of burning flame wings appeared behind Situ Feng, Situ Feng did not stop, his hands kept changing the seal, Finally, he opened his mouth and spit out a mini little phoenix before he gave up, and the little phoenix flapped its wings and drilled into the Wuxia Ding in the air, and the Wuxia Ding immediately became manic and hot, and the three tentacles were all lit up with red flames.

Half Moon was under more pressure, and the scorching ground that was scorched by the flames transmitted the hot feeling back, and the fat man didn't dare to underestimate it, and he also spewed out a mouthful of essence blood to deal with it.

'You're not bad! Situ Feng opened his mouth and praised, "The little fat man can actually resist the Wuxia Ding driven by me with the earth-level spirit word trick, plus the mandarin duck treasure mirror and sword gall of the two of you, the unhappy class is really capable, these treasures make me, a monk of the peerless class, blush!" ’。

The Mandarin Duck Treasure Mirror was given by greedy treasure, but Mo San snatched it back with his strength, and to this day Mo San can exert the full power of the sword gall.

"But this is not the reason for you to challenge the phoenix to come to the ceremony, you are doing everything possible to secretly calculate, the whereabouts of any demon son are all heart-wrenching nonsense, the little sister has not been deeply involved in the world, I have nothing to say, but you should not use Ren Fengyu to calculate my Situ Feng, and then let you see the power of my fire phoenix Situ."

After Situ Feng finished speaking, the fire wings vibrate, the wind suddenly rose, and the flames on the wings burned more and more, gradually turning into various birds and beasts attacking the two.

Storm Thunder nodded to Mo San, and raised the black ruler to meet him, 'The spark burns the prairie and the wind rises', the thunderstorm recites the ruler decision, the black ruler slams on the ground like a volcano that is about to erupt, the ground cracks, and the flame beasts are all swallowed by the cracks, two gray-brown tornadoes rise on both sides of Situ Feng's body stirring the fire on the wings and entangles together, Situ Feng's soul power condenses his feet, nailed to the spot like nails.

The thunderstorm continued to output refining qi, and the dark red ruler came out with the sound of bursts of weapons clashing, 'Jin Ge', the two words were pronounced, the thunderstorm slowly split the black ruler, the air was torn out of a pitch-black gap, and hundreds of golden weapons flew out of the endless void, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and weapons shot at Situ Feng together.

Situ Feng was shocked, the fire wings instantly wrapped himself, the thunderstorm was waiting for this, he gave up the big ruler and flew on Situ Feng's body, the flames burned his clothes and he didn't care much, relying on the body that had been transformed by the Creation Immortal Pool, he endured the flames and shouted, "Fatty! ’。

Half Moon comprehended, no longer sat on the ground, three steps and two steps ran towards the thunderstorm hugging Situ Feng, Situ Feng followed the gap in the wings to see the fat Half Moon getting closer and closer to him, Wuxia Ding took the opportunity to counterattack, sat on the ground Ding step by step back, Half Moon was shocked and his mind hurt, and he couldn't take care of it at all, the thunder hugged her in front of Situ Feng, Half Moon hugged behind him, the spiritual power in the Mud Pill Palace and the soul power of the Qi Sea condensed into a pure qi and approached Situ Feng's mind, 'Lock the fat master, third brother! Hurry up and do it'.

Situ Feng's consciousness was blurred for a moment, and then he immediately woke up, and his soul power turned into a dagger and stabbed out from the outside of the fire wings, this move was like turning into a hedgehog, but the two brothers Half Moon and Storm Thunder held their palms in their palms, gritting their teeth to resist the pain and not letting go.

Mo San's sword gall and the hidden dragon sword were combined together, holding the sword with one hand and rushing forward, who knew that Wuxia Ding flew and sat on the ground to block in front of Mo San's body, Mo San's eyes flashed with fierce light, 'Demon Shaking Sword', a sword was pointed out, Wuxia Ding Ding

Situ Feng struggled, his soul power turned into a curtain of light enveloping the three of them, and the flames on his wings burned even more violently.

Mo San was ruthless, and he rotated his wrist to stab out the sword, and the hidden dragon sword was also covered with purple flames, and the purple flame was the purest Buddhist karmic fire in the center.

'Sword Thirteen, Wear the Demon Sword'.

This swordsmanship carries a huge penetrating force, stabbing into the back of the thunderstorm, penetrating Situ Feng's chest and abdomen, poking out from the back of the half moon, Situ Feng's demon fire encounters the fire of Buddhism like a mouse touching a cat and extinguishes it in the blink of an eye, only then can I see clearly that Half Moon and Thunderstorm's burned faces are pitch black, and the clothes on their bodies are tattered, Rao is so that the two of them still have extraordinarily bright eyes.

Half Moon and Thunderstorm pulled out daggers from their waists, Mo San untied the ghost sword from his trouser legs, and Situ Feng still wanted to resist.

Thunderstorm's face was ruthless, gritting her teeth and slashing her head over, Situ Feng's mouth and nose were bleeding, her scalp was numb, and her cornea was stained with blood.

Mo San's ghost sword, Half Moon, and Thunderstorm daggers were all pressed against Situ Feng's throat.

Needless to say, even a fool can see clearly, Situ Feng followed in Situ Huang's footsteps, and also lost to the unhappy class.