Chapter 42: Death Will Make You Twelve Points!

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When Tan Mo Ziyu came to the stage, he saw Oron on the other side with a contemptuous face, and hatred rose in his heart.

Brush, five cyan wind blades suddenly formed in the air, and then flew towards Oron along different trajectories, and flew in front of Oron in the blink of an eye, brush, the figure disappeared, and the wind blade hit the air.

"Snap" a whip leg pumped towards the light ink feather, a wind shield blocked, the light ink feather jumped back, crossed his hands, and shouted "wind binding technique" in his mouth Four cyan aircurrents suddenly appeared beside Oren, Oron just wanted to dodge, but found that the air next to him seemed to be twisted into a ball by a stream, imprisoning him.

Seeing Oren who was imprisoned by himself, Light Mo Ziyu was not happy, but his face was so solemn that his hands were folded, his mouth was chanting, the cyan light in his eyes flashed, and the runes in his palms appeared, and the imprisoned Oren immediately found that four cyan whirlwinds poured out of the dead corners of the stage, blowing towards him sharply!

Xuan-level mid-grade skill "Wind Turning Lore"!

The four whirlpools spun rapidly, like a storm, and even everyone in the audience felt the strength of the whirlwind!

"What a powerful Xuan-level mid-grade skill, the attack is comparable to the general Xuan-level high-grade skill!" Everyone in the audience said

"Feiyun, the Wind Turning Lore is the skill you bought for 100 million gold coins before, it is said that when you cultivate to the extreme, it can be compared to the attack skill of the peak of the Xuan-level top-grade!" Qin Tian asked the proud Light Ink Feiyun

"Well, big brother, Ziyu, this kid is quite hardworking, but I didn't expect him to really be able to cultivate into a wind and turn to kill!" Indifferent Feiyun looked at the light Mo Ziyu on the stage, and his words were full of pride!

"Dina, don't you learn those attack skills right away? How can there be such a statement? "Zuo Wei still thinks that the exercises in this world are all like the kind in the game, and they will be able to learn it, she was like this before, and she has not tried the skills of the Xuan level, but the yellow level will be able to learn it! Looking at the statements of the two of them now, it is clear that they still need to ponder and cultivate by themselves?

"Nonsense! Some of the more advanced, a little more powerful skills are not all needed to rub by yourself, and then mastered, skill scrolls and exercises, just give you a route, how to get to the end, or it depends on yourself, by the way, don't tell me, you will learn it! Dina rolled her eyes, really, if this guy Zuo Wei really told her that, she wouldn't be surprised! Habit becomes nature.

Zuo Wei didn't speak, muttering in his heart, maybe the attack skills he learned were only at the yellow level, and he only learned 3, so it's very simple, it's easy to learn!

On the stage, Dan Mo Ziyu's face was a little pale, seeing that the whirlpool was about to sweep through Olen, he didn't dare to take it lightly, this guy is not easy to deal with.

Olen, looking at the light Mo Ziyu in front of him, the restraints on his body were still tightly imprisoned him, and he secretly hated in his heart, these sons and brothers, relying on wealth and power, whether it was the cultivation of his childhood, or the subsequent exercise resources, he was poor or could never be compared, if he didn't have that opportunity...... Now you can only use that force!

"Ah~~~" I saw Oren on the stage shouting angrily, the green tendons on his body burst out, and a blood-red gas spread from his body, opening his blood-red eyes, his arms shook, and the cyan restraints broke apart, however, at this time, the whirlpool had reached his eyes.

Oron didn't retreat, but took a step forward, the bloodthirsty light in his eyes flashed, his fists clenched, and he struck towards the whirlpool, the air seemed to be shaken, and the violent sergeant-grade force was dyed with blood-red gas, turning into a huge fist and blasting towards the whirlpool, "Trance!! "The whole whirlpool was blasted open, and the wind of exile rushed wildly towards the audience!

A few fist shadows broke the rest of the cyan vortex one after another, and the audience was already in chaos, most of them were disheveled, but they didn't have time to tidy up their clothes, they just looked at Oren on the stage in shock, this young man was only about 20 years old, and he was actually a high-grade sergeant? This is not terrible, the terrifying light Mo Ziyu on the opposite side is a mid-grade elemental master, and he even used a skill attack comparable to the top-grade of the Xuan level, and he actually let him explode alive! That amount of power, it's almost a general!

Light Mo Ziyu looked at Oren who was as unscathed, and madness flashed in his eyes, I will make you feel pain!

Oren made a strong toe and shot towards the light Mo Ziyu, now, he wants this boy to beg for mercy in front of him!

"Ao!" The demon beast contract rune appeared under the feet of the light ink feather, and in the huge six-pointed star array, there was a howl of a beast, only to see a leopard-type demon beast with cyan leopard pattern spots, with slender and elegant body lines, but the bloodthirstiness in the pupils, sharp teeth, strong limbs, and the cyan air flow wandering around the body undoubtedly showed its extraordinary!

"Wow, this is a mid-grade demon beast at the rank of a scholar, a rampant cracked leopard! Legend has it that the speed is comparable to that of a general-level martial artist! Someone exclaimed!

"Ao" Wind Crack Leopard turned into an afterimage and hit Oren, "Snap" The two of them both took a step back, their sharp claws tightly squeezed the ground, looking at Oron not far away, the Wind Crack Leopard's big mouth opened, and a cyan air mass shot towards Oren like a ray of light, the speed was too fast, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Oren, concentrating his chest, Oren took a few steps back, and blood flowed out of his chest!

Oren's middle finger smeared the blood on his chest, put his middle finger in his mouth, licked the blood, and his red pupils stared at the demon beast and light Mo Ziyu in front of him viciously, and his mouth was hoarse, "Very good, you made me bleed, then I will let your blood go later!" ”

Everyone looked at the evil Oron and his strange behavior, and their hearts were numb, they felt that this guy was abnormal!

Zuo Wei looked at Oren and frowned.

Seeing this, the commander of the Wind Crack Leopard in his heart went to attack Oren, and he was preparing for the last blow!

Oren turned into an afterimage and fought with the Wind Crack Leopard, the speed of the two was almost the same, but his attack was much stronger than it, and the red force had to blast towards it, and after a while, the Wind Crack Leopard howled, and was heavily knocked to the ground, scarred on his body! The blood color dyed the martial arts training table under him red! Light Mo Ziyu felt pain in his heart, and his hatred was even stronger, he looked at his original Oren, and shouted, "Ascension Wind Dragon Strength!" ”

"Bump!" Light Mo Ziyu's body emitted a powerful air current, and the powerful impact force was several times more powerful than the previous Wind Turning Lore, which shocked everyone in the audience beyond measure! What kind of attack is this, damn me!

Oren also sensed the sharp danger, and the light in his hand flashed, and a 2-meter-long big knife appeared, and the silver knife light flashed with cold light, turning into an afterimage and attacking Zi Yu!

"Ao!" The powerful air flow formed a wind dragon, the king form loomed, domineering and awe-inspiring, and the wind dragon roared towards the afterimage of Oren!

"Pound !!" Loud bang! The powerful impact force rushed everyone on the stage out of their seats one by one, and the strong wind blew their cheeks painfully, and they only saw a whirlpool like a storm in front of them.

"Bang" The wind dragon dispersed, and on the table, only the light Mo Ziyu who collapsed on the ground remained, and a tall figure half-kneeling.

Oren clutched his chest in pain, blood continued to spill from his mouth, and the blood on his body was even better, looking at the young man who fell on the stage and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, his eyes were bloodthirsty. This man, he's going to tear him alive!

Seeing Oren who stood up and walked towards Light Mo Ziyu, Qin Tian and Light Mo Feiyun in the audience were extremely worried, they were already very satisfied with Zi Yu, but they couldn't let that hateful person hurt Zi Yu again!

"Xuan-level top-grade peak skills, light Mo Ziyu, this kid is a genius, he can master such a high-level skill at the age of 18! He must not be allowed to get hurt! "The mentor on the stage was shocked at this moment, in their eyes, a martial artist would never be as good as an elemental master, not to mention, such a genius young elemental master!

As soon as Dina was about to go up, she saw the only one on the left disappear in place! So he grabbed Qin Tian and the others who were about to come to the stage, "Don't worry, wait a minute, naturally someone will make that Oren worse than dead!" "A very firm tone!

Oren stomped heavily under his feet, the red force on the ground spread, and ran towards the light ink feather, "pounced" The body of the light ink feather was hit hard by the force on the ground, and flew upside down into the air, blood sprayed out of his mouth, and he thought silently in his heart, Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, I can't avenge you!

Oren held the big knife in his hand, slashed down, brushed, and hit the air!