As soon as the Confucian screamed, it was like a stick knocking down a hornet's nest.

If the assessment is related to credits, if the credits are high, there will be many conveniences, if it is low, not only is it difficult to hold up in front of classmates, but it may even be judged as lazy and useless, not good at martial arts, and will be beaten down and expelled from the palace.

Several people who were still watching the excitement on the scene were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes fell on Wang Anfeng, and their eyes showed a look of struggle, and a young man with a wooden knife gritted his teeth, shouted carefully, and slashed down towards Wang Anfeng's back and shoulder.

The young man did not estimate the temptation of what Confucius said, and he never thought that it would be so easy to change the student's state of mind, at this time he entangled with the Confucian student with chains, and the other party could not escape, but he himself was also restricted, and he couldn't turn around and attack, so he gritted his teeth, and his internal qi was running, so he planned to eat this trick.

At this moment, a wooden spear suddenly stabbed out of the oblique ground, which was pointed on the blade of the wooden knife, and there was a crisp sound in Kala, and the blade was deflected, and the soldier boy who was defeated by Wang Anfeng stepped forward with a gun, blocking in front of Wang Anfeng, and did not look back, waved his hand and danced a gun shadow, and said:

"Stove God, run!"

"No matter how powerful you are, hundreds of them are on the same page, you are definitely not an opponent!"

After the words were violent, the internal strength flowed, and the knife-wielding young man was broken with marksmanship, Wang Anfeng heard hundreds of people together, slightly stunned, and felt too mysterious in his heart, he didn't believe it, but he never slackened, his wrist flicked, the chain was loosened and withdrawn, the long sword in his hand was flipped, and the sword shadow was heavy, caging the other two enemies under the sword.

At this time, the two of them were on it, it was rare to keep their hands, and the swordsmanship of one hand had already used six or seven percent of the fire, and for a while the sword blade roared, breaking through the air again and again, and it was difficult to make a routine with a long sword.

The two teenagers who were shrouded in sword intent also thought in their hearts, the kung fu in their hands had been used to the extreme, but the sword shadows were still everywhere, almost falling into the dense forest, knowing that if the other party had murderous intentions, they only needed to turn this false trick into reality, and they didn't know how many swords they had been hit, and cold sweat could not help but ooze cold sweat on their foreheads, and they were terrified and ashamed of themselves.

At this moment, when two crisp sounds were heard, the blade in his hand had been swung away by Wang Anfeng's long sword, and the two staggered back two steps, but looking at Wang Anfeng in front of him, he was also panting rapidly, and his heart couldn't help but be slightly relieved, only that although the opponent's move was powerful, it seemed that the consumption was not light, and it was not as the two of them thought, and the martial arts combat power was extremely high, far surpassing himself.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the panting was almost done, so he put away the long sword and said:

"Two, let's stop here......"

"It's not a high level of martial arts, but it's not that easy for the two of you to win quickly."

As he spoke, he glanced to the side, but the Confucian scholar had already gone to the side, and he actually took the pot and stove together, and the mood that had just calmed down suddenly burst into flames again, and his teeth itched with hatred.

At this moment, Yi Xiuwei, the young man from the previous soldier's family, knocked down the opponent's long knife with a spear, and when he turned around, he saw that Wang Anfeng was still there, and he was anxious, and shouted:

"Why are you still here?"

"Didn't you say you should hurry up?"

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered Wang Anfeng's identity, a look of chagrin appeared on his face, and the spear slammed into the ground, saying:

"Ahh You...... Forget that you are a book collector, you don't know how tempting this evaluation is for students! ”

The young man was slightly stunned and said:

"It's just a comment...... Is it that important? ”

A broad-eared young man who had just been defeated under him sighed and said:

"The Son of Heaven Lost the Deer ......"

The other said:

"The ...... of the world"

The voice fell, and there seemed to be a dense sound around it getting louder and louder, and after a few breaths, a face with bright eyes appeared in the field of vision, holding wooden soldiers in his hand, and there were almost a hundred people in the eye, I don't know which family it was, luck in the throat, and shouted:

"Which one is Wang Anfeng, stand up!"

Before Wang Anfeng could speak, a series of eyes fell on him, among which the scorching heat made the young man's scalp tingle, looking left and right, but seeing that the few people who were still there took three steps to the left side with great tacit understanding, Yi Xiuwei looked at him, smiled helplessly, and then remembered something, laughed evilly, and sang a fat song, and said:

"The god of the stove is good."

"After today, I will visit you in the Rejuvenation Hall."

The other three knew that they were not young opponents, and they had never made a move, so they looked at the Fufeng student who pounced on him like a wolf pack, and then looked at Wang Anfeng, who had already stepped out, and looked at the young man's back with a strange face, clasped his fists together, and shouted:

"Go all the way!"

Wang Anfeng could hear the strange screams of several teenagers behind him, gritted his teeth, and the thunder instinct in his body flowed, but he deliberately suppressed it, not only that, but even the internal force of a golden bell jar only exerted fifty percent of the fire.

Facing several teenagers seemed to be soldiers, several people combined into a formation, attacking strongly, the age is similar to Wang Anfeng, but the kung fu is not as good, Wang Anfeng stepped on the footsteps, used three percent of the internal force, the body jumped up, several spears just closed and stabbed over, rubbed the soles of the young man's feet, the body fell, and stepped on the barrel of the gun.

"Spread out, the fish scale array will kill!"

The young man who was blocked behind him drank, and the rest of the teenagers were like fingers, suddenly scattered, stepped and turned, and the spear stabbed towards Wang Anfeng.

The school palace soldiers are divided into two veins, one advocates the ancient fierce generals, and rushes into battle with their own strength to boost morale, and the other thinks that the way of the soldiers is the way of the soldiers, and they are good at thaumaturgical military formations.

Wang Anfeng held a sword to meet the enemy, and gradually someone had besieged him, as if he had agreed, let these soldiers besiege him, and by the way, they called friends and gathered together, and suddenly, what the Confucian student said, did not say that he fought alone.

In other words, a group attack is also acceptable.

For a while, I hated my teeth and itched, and I was angry in my heart, and the sword became more fierce but not chaotic, blocking the attacking wooden spears one by one.

If it is a fight of life and death, in this situation, he can use the thunder and thunder into the internal force, smash the wooden spear, or use all his strength to run the golden bell jar, the golden bell body, and the internal qi explosion will shock these people away, but this time he made a move, just to show his swordsmanship.

Isn't this the best time to be surrounded by bystanders?

The foundation of martial arts cannot be concealed, so it is simply stated clearly.

What about defeat?

It's best to lose.

To show that although I have good martial arts, I am far inferior to the forgetful immortal, and I just have to get rid of suspicion.

With this in mind, he let go of the idea of victory and defeat of the warrior's instinct, and his swordsmanship was immediately unleashed, because his martial arts were actually far above these five soldiers, and he could be regarded as experienced in a hundred battles.

Originally, it used five points of force, and the strength was reduced after the fight, and only three points of strength were used to fight the enemy, but the seventy-two hands were completely used to break the enemy.

These seventy-two hands are broken, just like Mr. Win himself, his power has been outstanding, almost want to break the world's martial arts, and his posture is also chic and generous, and he is independent.

Even if it doesn't focus on breaking moves, it's also a top-class swordsmanship.

The disciples of the school palace who came to hear the news looked at the young man fighting a five-person formation with one person, an eight-sided sword in his hand, his body was dashing, the sword path was complicated, almost endless, with one enemy and five, although he was at a disadvantage, he also came and went, and they were surprised by each other.

"This guy, such a handsome skill, is so strong."

"No...... If you look at the reaction of the soldier carefully, this Wang Anfeng's strength is obviously unable to defeat these five soldiers, but this sword technique is simply as complicated as Zhou Tianxing, such a strong move! ”

"If his internal strength keeps up, I'm afraid he can break through this military formation in an instant."

"That's it, if he is skilled in swordsmanship, and his internal and external skills are still powerful, he is simply a monster."

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted and said:

"Look, he's exhausted!"

Everyone looked solemn, seeing that the blue-shirted young man really slowed down his sword speed, as if he was about to lose, one by one he regretted in his heart, and took a step slow in annoyance, and at this time suddenly there was a strange scream, and on the tall tree next to him, a young man suddenly fell, like a boulder, fell to the back of the five-person soldier young man, and fell to the ground.

And after losing the transfer of the strategist, the soldiers were in chaos, and it was difficult to keep up with the rhythm of Wang Anfeng's long sword, and all the wooden guns were taken off, and the young man who fell from the tree got up dizzily and showed a hearty smile towards Wang Anfeng.

"Don't be afraid! I've got you......"

The calm look on Wang Anfeng's face was instantly sluggish.

It's like playing chess to win, but suddenly a reckless man comes and lifts the chessboard with a slap.

The disappointed eyes of the students of the other schools next to him seemed to ignite instantly, and they howled.

"The soldiers' group is defeated!"

"Brothers, shoulder to shoulder!"

"Don't let him run!!"