This familiar voice, Lin Yuan quickly heard it.

It's none other than the Demon Martial Principal, Wang Zhanlin!

At this moment, he was flying through the sky, sweeping in the direction where they were, and there was still a little anger on his face.

You Song Qing thought about the short.

Lao Tzu Wang Zhan Lin won't protect his shortcomings?!

Looking at this scene in front of them, the other freshman martial artists of the Martial Arts University all widened their eyes in a daze.

What the hell is going on?

A good battle for survival, why did even the ninth-order Heavenly King appear?

First of all, Song Qingnian, the 'Heavenly King of Younian Thoughts' of Yanjing Wuda.

Later, the Demon Martial Principal, the 'Slashing Divine Knife' Wang Zhanlin!

This battle ...... It's a bit too big, right?

Song Qingnian's face was cold, and he stared at Wang Zhanlin in front of him: "You'd better have the courage to say it again in front of me." ”

Wang Zhanlin narrowed his eyes and sneered-for-tat: "What's wrong?" Song Niangpao, pretending to be confused with me here? I don't know that Lin Yuan is my demon martial artist?! ”

"You're looking for death!"

Song Qingnian was furious.

Under Wang Zhanlin's provocation, he finally chose to break out!

I saw that the finger-winding silk in his hand was like a sharp blade chasing souls, overwhelmingly cutting towards Wang Zhanlin!

Although Song Qingnian's face looked relatively feminine due to his major in spiritual power, if anyone dared to use this to humiliate him, they would inevitably have to pay the price of blood!

"Saying that you are a sissy, you yourself are not happy, look at your moves, like a girl threading a needle."

Wang Zhanlin pursed his lips, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

In the next second, he grabbed the hilt of the knife and slashed out!

Although the blade was not unsheathed, a sword that seemed to be enough to penetrate the heavens and the earth slashed towards the spiritual power silk that was cut in!

"Whew!!"

Under the sweep of the sword, Song Qingnian's finger wrapping silk broke in response, breaking into dozens of pieces, falling from the air like raindrops, and slowly disappearing in front of everyone's eyes.

"Song Qingnian, if you only have this strength, don't show it to be embarrassing."

Wang Zhanlin raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful arc.

Lin Yuan looked at Wang Zhanlin in mid-air with a strange expression.

This headmaster of his own family really has a hand in pulling hatred, and his mouth is like a machine gun, and he has never stopped.

Song Qingnian's face was cold, and he once again condensed a dark spiritual power whip, and he came towards Wang Zhanlin!

Shadow Twister!

"Tsk, you kid, you're really disobedient."

"Okay, this knife, even if it's for me to get justice for my demon martial arts students!"

Wang Zhanlin looked straight ahead with a calm face, and the power of qi and blood slowly covered the scabbard of the battle knife.

Since he has been raising knives, his knives never come out of the sheath.

However, even if Wang Zhanlin, who is unsheathed, can exert his strength, he is still quite strong!

Wang Zhanlin's qi and blood trait is a rare crimson!

Within the crimson qi and blood, there is an extremely violent power!

One knife out!

The knife is here!

The half-moon-shaped sword, like a line between the sea and the sky, slashed towards the direction where Song Qingnian was!

With this knife, Wang Zhanlin did not keep his hand, but chose to burst out with the strongest qi and blood!

After all, no matter what Song Qingnian said, he was also a ninth-order heavenly king.

With his knife, he can't kill the other party.

However, it is more than enough to let him be injured.

Song Qingnian's face finally changed!

Damn it...... Heavenly Ghost Shield!!

He stretched out his arms forward, condensed into a substantial spiritual power, and poured out like a tide, forming a heavy shield exuding a faint and dead aura in front of him!

On the surface of the shield, a green-faced and fanged demon faintly appeared, which looked hideous and terrifying!

This is Song Qingnian's strongest defensive means, the Heavenly Ghost Shield!

In the face of Wang Zhanlin's knife, he didn't dare to be careless.

"Heavenly Ghost Shield? Song Niangpao, you are cautious enough! ”

Wang Zhanlin laughed arrogantly, and said loudly: "It's useless, Lao Tzu will kill your ghost shield today!" ”

Whoever dares to call a ninth-order heavenly king like this is probably the only one who can call Wang Zhanlin!

"Khoo!!"

When his monstrous sword slashed at the Heavenly Ghost Shield, a dull sound of gold and iron suddenly erupted above the shield! !

The battle between the Ninth Order Heavenly Kings was no joke.

The aftermath of the battle alone swept everyone present, as if it had been blown to the ground by a strong wind.

"Give Lao Tzu a cut!!"

Wang Zhanlin shouted again!

"Click...... Click......"

Above the Heavenly Ghost Shield, there was finally a tooth-aching cracking sound!

Countless fine cracks appeared on the shield body!

"Peng!!"

Under Wang Zhanlin's monstrous sword, the Heavenly Ghost Shield finally shattered!

Even if they are both ninth-order Heavenly Kings, they are also strong and weak.

Obviously, Wang Zhanlin is stronger than Song Qingnian!

The Heavenly Ghost Shield shattered, and Song Qingnian also suffered a little backlash, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

But that's not all.

What's more, he has no way to stop the next sword!

Although after smashing the Heavenly Ghost Shield, Wang Zhanlin's sword also dimmed a little.

But even so, this slap is not something he can hard-catch!

Song Qingnian is a heavenly king who majored in spiritual power, and his physical strength is naturally not comparable to that of a qi and blood martial artist of the same level.

This knife is enough to hit him hard!

However, at this critical moment.

A slightly helpless voice slowly sounded in everyone's ears.

"I said, Wang Xiaozi, protect the short and protect the short, what are you doing with such a quick temper?"

"If the old man is one step late, is it possible that you are really ready to kill Song boy?"

A slightly old figure stopped in front of Song Qingnian.

In his hand, he also held a war knife with a smooth blade like a mirror.

The people below quickly recognized the identity of the old man.

Vice President of Yanjing Wuhan University, 'Breaking Love Knife' Li Tianchou!

Looking at the monstrous sword in front of him, Li Tianchou sighed slightly.

In the next moment, he took a step forward in the air and slashed out as well!

There is no momentum at all, an ordinary knife.

His sword does not have the monstrous power of Wang Zhanlin at all.

However, under this knife.

The terrifying sword in front of him, which was sweeping towards Song Qingnian, rippled like a wave of water, and finally slowly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, without stirring up half a wave.

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