Chapter 35: The Heroes of the Bare Fart

The dragon power enters, the dragon groans, and the long sword is fierce.

Condensed the power of the green dragon with ten breaths, Ling Yu'er's hands holding the sword suddenly exerted force, from both hands to the entire arm of the green tendons, both hands flung back, left foot bent forward, slammed on the ground, accompanied by a violent scream, Ling Yu'er tried his best to throw at Zhao Tielu in front of him!

A huge blue crescent moon rose into the sky with a piercing dragon chant and smashed the "Green Dragon Falling Flame Sword" at Zhao Tielu

The sword is out, the dragon is groaning, and the sky is cracking!

Feeling the attack of such a fierce attack behind them, the deans hurriedly dodged to the side, and they were on the defensive.

The attack had arrived, instantly attracting all of Zhao Tielu's attention, pulling the hatred, the demonic energy burst out all over his body, the blood vessels expanded, a scarlet color was even worse, the right foot retreated, the left arm was bent in front, the right arm was retracted, the magic fist was clenched, and a magic force was also condensed to prepare for the blow in front of him.

With a "bang", fists and swords collided, and the demonic qi and blue flame collided with fierce sparks, and the two sides were at a stalemate!

"Everyone, take advantage of now!" Seeing this, Qinghe hurriedly called out the other two deans, and together came up with his strongest killing move, two spirit kings, one spirit emperor!

"Ha" The three of them said in unison, and they worked together to make the final blow, smashing it according to Zhao Tielu.

The last blue tribulation was accompanied by the joint efforts of a group of students, and finally turned into a trace of electricity and disappeared into the air.

The thunder is gone, the catastrophe is gone, the rain is stationed, the scarlet has receded, and the sun is shining.

What everyone saw was Zhao Tielu, who was under the combined attack of the three of them, collapsed to the ground, a touch of demonic energy on his body was extremely thin, no longer scarlet, and under the sunlight, his body slowly turned into a touch of fly ash and dissipated on the martial platform.

On the other hand, Ling Yu'er knelt on one knee and stood up slowly, waiting for the arrangements of the deans.

After tidying up his clothes, Qinghe took the lead in turning around and said loudly to the students, "Students, teachers, this is the opponent we are about to face, he is coming faster than we imagined, I hope you can hurry up your cultivation, break through, and prepare for that holy war!"

"In addition, Ling Yu'er has made a meritorious contribution to eliminating demons, and Ling Yu'er is specially commended for obtaining the highest resources of the academy for one year!" Qinghe finally found an opportunity to provide resources for Ling Yu'er, this kid will not go to the Son of Heaven class, but with his strength, there should be no teacher who can be worthy of teaching him, so he can only guarantee his resources.

"Thank you, Dean!" Ling Yu'er said with difficulty as she endured the exhaustion of her spiritual power.

"Come, let's all applaud and congratulate this little demon slaying hero!" said Qinghe, who took the lead and clapped his palms with a pleased smile on his face.

"Teacher, dean, are you overlooking something?" shouted one of the students in the audience.

"Oh?

"Ling Yu'er, he hasn't been wearing clothes!Hey, haven't you been paying attention?" the student glanced helplessly at the classmates and teachers who were slow and half-beaten.

"Ah!" The people who reacted exclaimed again and again, they only cared about watching the excitement, and they were surprised by the strength of this Ling Yu'er, but they ignored this biggest problem, this Ling Yu'er, from the beginning....... I'm not wearing any clothes at all!

"Hehe" Ling Yu'er looked down at herself, and smiled at everyone present in embarrassment but politely.

"Oh!" Qinghe and the other old men reacted, and their faces turned red!

This noise was broken by Zi Yan.

I saw Zi Yan flying into the martial platform, and a purple fairy skirt mixed with the fragrance of jasmine baptized the entire martial platform.

A pair of big eyes staring intently at the figure of the flying fairy outside the sky, intoxicated, as if in a paradise, all the disputes in the world have nothing to do with themselves, and everything that happened just now is no longer important.

"It's so beautiful! if Zi Yan cultivates to the Spirit King and can fly, then she is really a heavenly immortal!"

"What are you in a hurry, I heard that Senior Sister Zi Yan is already a mid-level spirit master, I believe that in less than a year, we will be able to meet the real Flying Immortals outside the sky!"

"Yes, yes, yes, even now, it's beautiful!"

Seeing that it was Zi Yan, Ling Yu'er's eyes widened, and she was taken aback!

It's not once or twice that he appeared in front of this school flower in a luo body, and this time, it's estimated that he's here to beat himself again!

Thinking of this, Ling Yu'er has the heart to cry, she is already lacking in spiritual power, and she has no backhand power at all, even if she is now the spirit king, she is punched by Zi Yan, the female old dragon, it is estimated that it hurts enough!

"Dean, help!" Ling Yu'er turned and shouted to the deans behind her.

"Eh, hehe, the old man still has something to do, boy, you ask for more blessings" With that, several old men flew away from the martial arts arena.

"Damn! It's not righteous enough!" while complaining, Ling Yu'er ran like crazy.

But how could Ling Yu'er, who had unloaded her strength, outrun Zi Yan, who was a mid-level spirit master.

After only three breaths, Ling Yu'er was grabbed by Zi Yan and grabbed the back of her neck!

"Hey, hey, hey, Ziyan, Ziyan, fairy, sister! Let me go, I really didn't mean to! I came in a hurry, I really forgot to put on my clothes, you adults have a lot, let go of the little brother, I promise, I'll go back and get dressed!

"I must .............." Before Ling Yu'er finished speaking, his eyes were suddenly dull, and he saw Zi Yan in front of him, his eyes were already moist and red, tears were rolling leisurely in it, and his hands holding Ling Yu'er were also trembling, and then he put down Ling Yu'er.

"Stinky fish!Whoever is going to beat you, I will have dirty hands when you go!Take it, your soft armor!" Controlling the tears that did not flow out, Zi Yan took out her own set of soft armor from the space ring, threw it to Ling Yu'er, turned around and jumped away with a red face, and never looked back.

"This girl, I really don't understand~" picked up the soft armor, "Mirror Flowers and Water Moon"! The sea of knowledge depicts the earth-based spirit seal of the diaper boy just now, and the soft armor of the heart protector in his hand is plated with a layer of inconspicuous earthy yellow, otherwise, this golden armor must not be stared at to death. Immediately afterwards, he casually threw a giant beast essence in his mouth and swallowed it.

Ling Yu'er also found that his cultivation was much slower than others, and it was estimated that ordinary people could break through the first level by eating a single essence element, and they could break through one after another even by eating, but due to their own divine stone meridians and the heaven-level high-grade exercises they cultivated, the demand for spiritual power must increase ten thousand times more than one time at a time!

Therefore, at that time, a Jing Yuan that directly broke through the two levels in the lower belly was just an elixir to restore spiritual power in front of Ling Yu'er at this moment.

Put on the soft armor, regained his spiritual power, and was about to step down when a stage shook and rumbled behind him.

A group of students in the yellow character class ran to the ground, and when they grabbed Ling Yu'er, they threw it vertically!

"Oh!oh!oh!" An unusual blood contract duel came to an end amid the cheers of the yellow class.

"Ling Yu'er, it seems that this is your fate and mine. His eyes narrowed slightly, the golden light flowed, Qiu Jian snorted coldly, and disappeared into the crowd.