Ling Qingguo's students finally became a little impatient, and the students of the second layer of the foundation came up, but Ning Xuantian suddenly let out a long roar at this time, and his body and mind were relieved, he actually broke through the late stage of the ninth layer.

More students thought that the violent pill he swallowed only began to play a role at this time, but these could not hide the stewards of the few Yuan Infant cultivators on the flying magic weapon, from Ning Xuantian swallowing the Pei Yuan Pill to advancing in battle, they were all clear.

However, even they felt incredible, a monk who cultivated qi dared to swallow Pei Yuan Dan, who was building a grassroots level, not only did he not die violently, but also successfully advanced, this student's meridian strength was a bit unexpected to them.

Still, they were happy to see the battle scenes, although for them it was just a little bit of a pediatric joke.

Wei Zhongheng, who came up, looked at Ning Xuantian coldly, Ning Xuantian's surprise shocked them again and again, so they constantly sent a layer of foundation building to test Ning Xuantian's bottom line, but now this kind of temptation seems to have become meaningless.

Qin Yihan had also examined Ning Xuantian with such a condescending attitude, so he knew very well Wei Zhongheng's current mentality, although Ning Xuantian had won so many games, Qin Yihan knew that Wei Zhongheng definitely still thought that there was no comparison between the first floor of the foundation and the second layer of the foundation, so Ning Xuantian was still nothing in Wei Zhongheng's eyes.

Wei Zhongheng's proud expression, although he looked at Ning Xuantian, he was more often looking at the students of the Violet Country, he wanted to see if there were more such characters in this third-class vassal country.

Qin Yihan knew that this Wei Zhongheng was going to suffer a big loss, underestimating the enemy has always been a fatal blind spot on the battlefield, but no matter how many times he was taught, it was difficult to change the innate habits of some people.

Ning Xuantian was still indulging in the joy of the late stage of the ninth layer of Qi training, and the vigorous feeling made him feel that he could smash the outer space prohibition of this flying magic weapon with a single stick.

Looking at Wei Zhongheng's cold eyes, he didn't even bother to see if the other party was ready, the black death roared out, and long black shadows wrapped around the trajectory of the black iron rod, like a black storm rolled up by a tornado, rushing towards Wei Zhongheng.

Wei Zhongheng didn't expect that Ning Xuantian had only advanced a small level, and his power was completely different. And Ning Xuantian's madman-like style of play, completely disregarding his own defense and safety, made Wei Zhongheng very uncomfortable.

This young man who was born in a wealthy family and cultivated was made up of countless spirit stones and pills, and reaching the second layer of foundation building at a young age is of course very related to his talent, but the proud son of heaven in this family has always been a good son with a good demeanor, so now when he encounters Ning Xuantian's barbaric style of play, he actually looks flustered, and he only has the ability to parry, and he has no power to fight back.

The expression on Wei Zhongheng's face went from calm and comfortable to red and humiliated, and then to panicked, less than ten minutes in time, exquisite. It's no wonder that his competitions in the academy have always been too formal, and he rarely participates in life and death trials in the wild.

At this time, he no longer had a condescending appearance, his face was pale, and he couldn't exert seventy percent of his cultivation, which was worse than a student who built a foundation and cultivated at one level. Ning Xuantian has never been a soft-hearted person, so he pressed Wei Zhongheng, who didn't have much experience in fighting, without a trace of guilt in his heart.

Wei Zhongheng was finally hit in the back by Ning Xuantian, and he fell on the flying magic weapon and couldn't get up, but his face was flushed at this time.

The flying magic weapon was silent, and the first student to build the second layer of the foundation came up, and he was beaten so embarrassed.

The storage bags that were stacked into a pile of black hills were particularly dazzling at this time, and the atmosphere among Ling Qingguo's students became more and more irritable, and those cultivators who had built the second layer of the foundation were eager to immediately ** Ning Xuantian.

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Until the sixth,

Still like just now, the wheel battle will only make Ning Xuantian's momentum stronger and stronger, although his whole body is covered with battle colors, and even if he twists his hands tightly, he can wring blood and water. He likes the current state very much, but he hates that his whole body is filled with blood, sweat and stains, and he wants to end this competition as soon as possible, so his moves are getting more and more ruthless, more and more tricky, and the angle that others can't think of, he relies on his agility and the speed of the shape-shifting phantom, often causing the opponent to be beaten.

Fang Zhiling knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and let more students on the second floor of the foundation be ashamed, that is, he slapped himself in the face naked. He Fang Zhiling was the only boy in Ling Qingguo's four-star academy who was only seventeen years old and advanced to the third floor of the foundation building, and he could be said to be the real pride of heaven in Ling Qingguo, and there was no one.

Fang Zhiling, who has a slender body, a handsome face, and is extremely good-looking, he is fully qualified to be proud of Ning Xuantian, but he doesn't, all he has is confidence in himself.

He didn't use the sword, because he felt that he didn't need to use a sword to deal with Ning Xuantian now, so now it was a pair of jade palms slowly pushing towards Ning Xuantian, which seemed to be very slow, but Ning Xuantian knew that it was very fast, and it was so fast that a pair of jade palms reached Ning Xuantian's chest, and what others saw was the afterimage left by him when he raised his palm.

Ning Xuantian wanted to move, but he found that he couldn't move, but he knew that it was not Fang Zhiling in front who was imprisoning him, but from the rear, or from a corner of the flying magic weapon.

"Peng!" With a loud bang, Ning Xuantian couldn't bear the impact of this True Yuan, took a few steps back, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood before he regained his breath, he raised his head, did not look at Fang Zhiling, but looked sideways at a corner, and his soul sense swept over unscrupulously.

A white-faced middle-aged monk with no expression on his face, and a pair of gloomy eyes were looking at Ning Xuantian. He didn't care about Ning Xuantian's soul sense strafing, for a monk of their level, a single vision could make a monk of the Qi cultivation layer become a dead person, so he didn't care at all, this young man grew the fastest, and it was not enough for him to slap him.

Ning Xuantian retracted his soul sense, but without the slightest fear, he looked at Fang Zhiling, took a few steps back, sat down, and took a few deep breaths heavily, he needed a little time, and with a wave of his hand, he successively arranged a second-level trapped array and a second-level hidden killing array.

Fang Zhiling didn't expect that Ning Xuantian couldn't dodge his palms, and he still looked indifferent after receiving the two palms. Quietly waiting for Ning Xuantian to stand up, until Ning Xuantian erected the black death, Fang Zhiling walked over like this, very slowly, but if you look carefully, you can really see that his footwork is not traced, but it is actually extremely fast.

The pride of the sky of a second-class country is really extraordinary, and his reputation is not called out, but his real ability.

However, when Fang Zhiling stepped in front of Ning Xuantian, he suddenly found that Ning Xuantian was gone, and he couldn't see the other students on the flying magic weapon, the space here was white, and the messy wind blade and killing intent rushed towards him.

Xiao is he is bold and careful, and he can't help but panic. After calming down a little, he understood that he had entered the formation set up by Ning Xuantian, and immediately settled down. He knew that if he went all out, even if he was slightly injured, he would soon break through this formation.

So he no longer thought about paying attention to Ning Xuantian and concentrating on a certain point of the formation, but Ning Xuantian obviously knew his thoughts, and from time to time he appeared to sneak attack him, and every attack of Ning Xuantian was very effective in hitting the position with the weakest protection in his whole body.

Faced with countless killing intents and attacks, and constantly on guard against Ning Xuantian, Fang Zhiling felt as if he was fighting with dozens of late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators, and he couldn't stop for a moment.

The students who were watching were also at a loss, they couldn't see Ning Xuantian and Fang Zhiling anymore, they only heard the sound of the intersection of sticks and swords, but they didn't know the situation of the two of them at all.

The two continued to fight for more than an hour, neither of them took advantage of the other party, Ning Xuantian's body was extremely fast, and with the cover of the formation, it seemed elusive.

And Fang Zhiling's sword also danced rain and rain, although it was in the formation, it still looked chic and natural.

Ning Xuantian knew that the two of them could not distinguish the winner for a while, so he said to the other party: "If we go on like this, I don't know how long it will take to divide the winner and loser, since it is not a life-and-death battle, it is just a competition for cultivation, if there is no formation, I would have lost a long time ago, but now I am just a gap between me and you in terms of cultivation, and when I am promoted to build the grassroots level in the future, we will compete again." Anyway, the spirit stones you gave me are almost consumed, so let's end it. ”

Ning Xuantian didn't give Fang Zhiling time to think about it, he withdrew the hidden killing array, Fang Zhiling could only stop, and looked around carefully, only to find that those white vastness were all spiritual energy, and the pile of spiritual stones under his feet had all turned into dust, and he was in such a thick spiritual energy, he couldn't absorb even half of it.

Looking up at Ning Xuantian, he remembered that this monk, who seemed to be younger than himself, was actually already a second-level array mage, and there was such a person who defied the sky, compared to himself!

However, he immediately calmed down, and he clearly knew that if this monk attacked with all his strength, or increased the amount of spirit stones, he would definitely lose in the end. If the two of them are fighting for life and death now, they will definitely die in the end.

Although Fang Zhiling's clothes were still the same neat, Ning Xuantian was even more embarrassed than before, but when the two of them appeared in front of everyone, all eyes were still focused on Ning Xuantian first.

Looking at this young man who was still walking back to his private room with blood stains everywhere, his pace was still steady, his breath was still calm, and he slowly walked back to his private room, Fang Zhiling felt that his previous false name seemed a little ridiculous.

The world is very big, the space plane is very wide, and there are really a lot of demons in this world!