Then, Luo Yu's gaze raised again, looking at Huang Shang, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Without any words, Huang Shang walked not far in front of Luo Yu, and his hand holding the sword was slowly raised.

The incomparably powerful battle intent, sword intent, and destruction intent spread out, making the crowd's hearts tremble!

This is the power of the Sword of the God of War!

Huang Shang's strength seems to have become stronger again!

Much stronger than when he fought the Dark Devil that day!

The sword has not yet come out, but this sword intent has already made their hearts tremble, and every movement of Huang Shang seems to affect their hearts!

"Extinguish!"

Spit out lightly, the sword held high in Huang Shang's hand slowly slashed down, and the sword that seemed to be slow seemed to be about to fall on the rain's body in an instant, and the rolling waves of qi were like black clouds!

Luo Yu's face was tense, and a terrifying wave of qi spread from his body, looking at the sword that slashed at the top of his head, Luo Yu held up his hands, and a white circle of light appeared, which contained incomparably terrifying power!

"Click!"

A crisp sound came out, and the aperture of light shattered in an instant under that sword, and the silver sword, the sword of destruction, was directly cut down!

Luo Yu's face finally changed, a flash of horror flashed, his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and at the same time, his palms bombarded out to the sky, and his body retreated violently!

That sword, slashed in front of his eyes, leaving a line of blood, at this moment, Luo Yu deeply experienced the taste of death, just a trace, this sword, slashed him into two pieces.

However, before the rain could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a figure flickering, a dazzling and destructive sword, slashed out again, without any hesitation, the sword, cold, ruthless, just like Huang Shang's gaze, let the rain heart, also have a trace of coldness, so cold.

The body flickered again, and Luo Yu didn't dare to take Huang Shang's sword at all, this sword that fused sword intent, battle intent, and destruction intent, every time it fell, it was full of endless slaughter, and the power was too strong.

As long as he is slashed by this sword, he will definitely die, falling rain, and there was a trace of remorse in his heart, he didn't expect Huang Shang to be so powerful, the ultimate god of death The seventh-layer god of death, when he says that he will fight, he doesn't pay attention to it at all.

A rumbling sound came out, Huang Shang's sword slashed into the air, an incomparably strong sword qi bloomed, the war horse neighed, and a horse in the distance was directly torn to pieces, and the person riding on the horse fell to the ground and gasped, but he didn't dare to have half a word of nonsense to provoke Huang Shang.

He saw with his own eyes that the rain just now was indispensable, and he directly attacked Huang Shang, arrogant and arrogant, but Huang Shang, he didn't say anything, he was too lazy to talk nonsense, he directly took out the sword, every sword had to take people's lives, and the sevenfold rain of the ultimate god of death was embarrassed, Huang Shang would really kill the rain.

Seeing this scene, where would he provoke Huang Shang, wouldn't it be looking for death.

The sword intent of destruction was invincible, and the artistic conception of battle on Huang Shang's body was getting stronger and stronger, brandishing the long sword indifferently and ruthlessly, and it rained, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

At this time, Luo Yu's face was gloomy, he was so miserable by Huang Shang, and in front of so many people.

Roar!!!

An angry roar came out of the falling rain's mouth, the clothes on his body fluttered, and the whole body released boundless anger, cold and cold.

"Are you farting!"

Huang Shang heard the other party's roar, said indifferently, and slashed down with another sword.

The Wujing intent in the space suddenly disappeared, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, which made Luoyu's eyes condense slightly, and then a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and the power of the tyrant was released, and the phantom of the dead soul loomed behind him.

However, at this moment, Luo Yu's heart suddenly tightened, thumping, and an ominous premonition spread in his heart, this sword without the awe-inspiring sword momentum is the most dangerous sword.

The battle intent that had just burned in his heart disappeared in an instant, and Falling Rain's body retreated wildly, almost to the extreme.

"Snort, snort!"

A soft sound came out, and Luo Yu dodged the sword, but a swallowing sword slashed directly into his chest, and the clothes on Luo Yu's body were torn inch by inch, and his skin appeared, and a red blood mark slid all the way down from his throat, shocking.

The crowd was all stunned when they saw this scene, such a sharp sword, such a domineering and terrifying strength.

Luo Yu lowered his head and glanced at his chest, and then, his face became extremely hideous.

Raising his head, when he looked at Huang Shang again in the rain, his eyes burned with infinite anger.

However, Huang Shang's eyes were still so indifferent, and with a step forward, the sword was swung out again.

"I'm going to kill you with my own hands."

Luoyu's body trembled, he had no intention of fighting, turned around, and his body flickered away.

Huang Shang sneered, stepped forward, raised his sword to catch up, and mercilessly slashed at the back of the falling rain.

Luo Yu felt the terrifying killing intent coming from behind him, gritted his teeth, his body trembled, and ran away regardless of his image.

"The dog that lost his family dares to speak wildly." Huang Shang did not continue to chase, he stood with his sword raised, and his indifferent voice came out from afar:

"It's not that I think you're a black devil, in my eyes, you're not even as good as a black devil, in the future, you'd better not touch me."

Luoyu, who was running wildly in the distance, heard Huang Shang's words and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was already injured by the sword qi, and he was angry again, and the injury became more serious, but he didn't dare to stop his steps, and ran away in embarrassment.

After the figure of the falling rain disappeared, the crowd looked at Huang Shang, their eyes flickered, and there was a trace of shock in their eyes.

On that day, Huang Shang was extremely frivolous and invited the black devil to fight, and when everyone was not optimistic, he almost killed the black devil on the spot.

And today, Luoyu was even more arrogant, he said a word to Huang Shang, Huang Shang retorted, and was immediately hit by Luoyu and thunder, which injured Huang Shang.

Huang Shang, he didn't say anything, just one person, a single sword, dancing, and the ending was that the arrogant rain and fled in embarrassment.

After two months, Huang Shang defeated the seventh-ranked aristocratic disciple of Tianyi Academy again.

Huang Shang's talent is too demonic.

Expressionless, Huang Shang put away the silver sword, then returned to the dragon horse, and said lightly:

"Let's go."

Those silver-armored sergeants nodded slightly, gave a clarion, and suddenly the sound of hooves rang out, and the crowd rushed away, only to disappear from the sight of the crowd in just a moment.

But the shocking battle just now still echoed in the minds of the crowd.

Outside the north gate of the imperial city, there is no one to live, and the loess will spread the earth.

This north gate is not allowed to enter and exit at will, it is usually closed, and only with a pass arrow can you enter and exit.

In the barren and vast loess land, there are many huge camp tents, which are scattered, and many soldiers are stationed here.

At this moment, a hundred meters away from the central camp, in the incomparably huge school field, there were many Taoist figures, including nobles dressed luxuriously, generals in armor, and those silver-armored soldiers.

The vast majority of the noble children who were dressed in noble rafter costumes were disciples of the Soul Suppression Sacred Academy, and if they went to the battlefield and obtained the battlefield, the road in the future would be smoother.

Of course, there are also many people who are there to experience, to become stronger, to experience the real battlefield of life and death, and to experience that kind of blood and cruelty.

"Boom ......"

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