Not only Teacher Zixuan, but also the people who knew Feng Ling in the on-site academy were all surprised.

Their cultivation speed was far inferior to Feng Ling, and the gap between them and Feng Ling quickly widened in a short period of time.

Moreover, some old disciples also sighed to themselves, it took them a long time to enter the academy and improve their cultivation a lot.

I think that after a while, Feng Ling's cultivation will surpass them.

Also surprised was Dean Nangong, when he saw Feng Ling three months ago, his talented martial artist realm was about one heavy heaven, at most two heavens!

Three months later, this kid actually reached the peak of the Triple Heaven, and his cultivation speed was indeed a little scary.

Immediately, he glanced at Li Danqing, thinking that Li Danqing had used the pill to increase Feng Ling's cultivation speed.

But with Li Danqing's affirmative eyes, he really didn't give Feng Ling the pill, and Feng Ling didn't use the pill he refined when he was cultivating.

At this time, Dean Nangong was even more surprised, this son was really a demon, but then he regretted it incomparably.

regrets not stopping Feng Ling from fighting to the death with the boy in blue.

Although Feng Ling's talent is extraordinary, and his cultivation speed is so fast, he is now a realm away from the blue-clothed boy, and he is not his opponent at all.

Dean Nangong cursed Feng Ling in his heart for being too presumptuous, young and vigorous, but still too tender.

Thinking that such a demonic and excellent disciple was about to be killed by the young man in blue.

Dean Nangong's face was ugly and ugly, and he made up his mind in his heart to hurry up and rescue him when Feng Ling was in danger, and he no longer cared about what the world looked at him.

As long as Feng Ling is saved and he is guided to cultivate in the future, it won't be long before Feng Ling must be a top powerhouse in the academy.

"No matter what, I must ......" When Dean Nangong made up his mind to save Feng Ling, he was attracted by the voices of the people around him.

"Wow......"

"What's going on...... this?"

"Nest grass...... What kind of exercises, so powerful......"

Many people are not optimistic about Feng Ling, thinking that the sword of the young man in blue is enough to kill the latter, as long as he makes one move, Feng Ling will definitely die.

However, before they could react, they also heard the exclamations of others, and it was noisy.

"Woo Woo ......"

At this moment, after the exclamation, everyone held their breath and fell silent, only hearing a small sound of breaking the air.

On the battle platform, Feng Ling still stood motionless, his face extremely calm.

The young man in blue had already slashed out with a sword, but just as he was about to slash at Feng Ling's shoulder, the young man in blue stopped.

He froze in place, and around his body, countless dense fire spirit swords surrounded him, completely enveloping him.

Feng Ling's current Fire Spirit Sword is more powerful than before, more terrifying, and more numerous.

The small sword is more slender and sharp, and the flame burning on the small sword is even more gorgeous.

There have been many changes in his Fire Spirit Sword, and one of the most prominent changes is that among the countless small swords, there are occasionally swords that are obviously much larger, and the power of such swords is several times that of the small swords.

Feng Ling also felt such a change, and with his own control, the occasional larger sword in the fire spirit small sword, he could control it at will.

When it is time to give his opponent a fierce and sudden blow, he can gradually grasp it freely.

This was due to the fact that he had used the Flame Hunting Technique to manipulate the volcanic fire to refine the pill almost every day for the past three months, and the realm of the Flame Hunting Technique had reached another level.

The control of fire and aura has become more skillful.

Moreover, now Feng Ling can directly manipulate the volcanic fire to form a small sword, and the small sword condensed by the volcanic fire is far more powerful than the power of the fire attribute aura condensation.

At this moment, I saw countless fire spirit swords surrounding the blue-clothed young man spinning wildly, and the swords left scorched black marks in the void, where the void was a little distorted.

The Fire Spirit Sword didn't attack the blue-clothed boy, but only swirled around his body, controlling him in it, making him unable to move.

The blue-clothed young man didn't dare to move a bit, the fire spirit sword almost brushed his clothes, and at this moment, he felt that he was having trouble breathing, as if he was about to suffocate.

The temperature of the fire spirit sword is very high, and the power contained in it is too great, the blue-clothed young man's whole body has already been soaked with sweat, except for the cold sweat that was scared out, most of them were baked by the temperature of the fire spirit sword.

Feng Ling's shot caught the young man in blue off guard, and he had never seen or heard of this kind of exercise, and now he was trapped, unable to escape for a while, and his heart began to panic a little.

The young man in blue, including everyone at the scene, didn't expect that Feng Ling, who was a whole level lower, would make such a move and completely trap the opponent, just this move, maybe this battle would be over.

Some people also felt that if Feng Ling had controlled the Fire Spirit Sword to assassinate his opponent at the beginning, maybe it would only be an instant, and the young man in blue would have died of anger by now.

The young man in blue was a little nervous, his extremely proud and confident cultivation had always been high in the family sect, touted, and unparalleled in combat power, but he couldn't take advantage of Feng Ling.

Even he didn't see clearly how Feng Ling made a move, he was trapped, and he was a little unwilling.

At this moment, the faces of the Spirit Sword Sect and the others who were standing not far away were a little ugly, the blue-clothed young man was from the Spirit Sword Sect, and they now regretted that they didn't stop him.

I should have known that if Feng Ling hadn't had two brushes, it would have been impossible for him to ignore the identity of Dean Nangong and dare to step forward and say such arrogant words unscrupulously.

"Ah...... Get out!"

The blue-clothed young man roared, like a real roar, as if he couldn't stand being baked by the fire spirit sword, and let out a miserable scream, and the roar reached everyone's ears, and everyone's hearts were furious.

He moved, casting the superb sword technique he had learned in the Spirit Sword Sect, trying to resist the Fire Spirit Sword and then escape from it.

He had felt that he was going to be defeated from the moment he was struck by the Fire Spirit Sword, and now, he really felt the threat of death.

Even, he regretted his previous impulsiveness, regretted that he had to make a life-and-death battle, which was completely just digging his own grave.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

The blue-clothed young man's long sword kept swinging, colliding with countless fire spirit swords, trying to break through a gap and trying to escape from it.

The temperature of the fire spirit sword is extremely high, and if it is assassinated, it will definitely be like a sharp sword, directly piercing the body.

"Wo Cao, this ......"

"Mom, what kind of exercise is this, so powerful, I've never heard of it, let alone seen it!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, only to see the young man in blue constantly using his superb swordsmanship to fight against the fire spirit sword.

However, when he hadn't finished his set of swordsmanship and had just begun, his long sword was first riddled with holes by the fire spirit sword.

The long sword behind it was directly disassembled, and in the end, it completely turned into a fiery red liquid and fell to the ground, and in the end, only the broken handle was pinched in his hand, and wisps of green smoke floated in the void.

The long sword directly turned into liquid and fell to the ground, leaving only a little iron filings on the ground, showing a fiery red liquid, which slowly turned into charred iron slag as the green smoke rose.

"Teacher, what kind of exercise is this?"

"Hey...... The old man has never heard of it!"

A teenager in the crowd asked the teacher in front of him, who was about fifty years old, and heard only a sigh from the teacher.

He had never heard of it, and he seemed to be lonely and unconfident.

The scene was even more silent, this scene only happened in a few breaths, a good long sword.

In front of the fire spirit sword, it was so vulnerable, and it directly turned into iron filings and fell.

At this moment, the young man in blue finally showed a look of horror, regardless of his face, it was important to flee for his life, and hurriedly shouted in the direction of the Spirit Sword Sect.

"Teacher, save my ......"

In fact, before he could shout this, a strong man from the Spirit Sword Sect hurried towards this side the moment the blue-clothed young man's long sword was disintegrated.

In any case, you have to save the young man in blue, the young man in blue is one of the best geniuses among the younger generation of disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, and he can't be killed like this.

At this moment, Feng Ling was still standing in place, but his hands were sealed, and he directly controlled the fire spirit sword to stab all over the blue-clothed young man's body.

Such a person, who wanted to kill him from the beginning, cultivated to clearly occupy an absolute advantage, and had to fight a life-and-death battle, he would not show mercy to this kind of person.

"Puff puff ......"

The whispering sound of penetration came and went, and I saw countless extremely sharp fire spirit swords piercing all over the body of the blue-clothed young man, and suddenly bursts of blood danced everywhere.

In an instant, the blue-clothed young man disappeared, and the fire spirit sword was still hovering in the void, but there was a pile of white powder on the ground.

The blue-clothed young man was completely killed, and his body was directly burned to ashes by the fire spirit sword, leaving nothing behind.

At this moment, the strong man of the Spirit Sword Sect who rushed to rescue the blue-clothed young man stood in the void not far away, his body was a little stiff, and he was still a step too late.

"I Fengling wants you to perish, I must make you crazy first, I'm sorry, I didn't give you a chance to go crazy this time!"

The fire spirit sword disappeared, and Feng Ling was still standing in place, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the white powder on the ground, and said indifferently.

PS: I Fengling wants you to perish, I must make you crazy first!Hehe, brothers, young ladies, recommend a wave of tickets, thank you, the code word is too tired, it takes an hour or two to code a chapter, but you can read it in a minute, it's not easy!