"How is that possible?!"

Looking at the three people who had not been injured under his earth-shattering blow, the curvature that had just been provoked by the corner of Lin Yueyang's mouth suddenly froze, and a look of disbelief surged on his face.

"Mutated Flame Bird Martial Soul?"

Lin Yueyang stared at the flame bird above Jiang Yun's head, and there was a gloom in his eyes.

He didn't expect that his attack would be resisted by a mutated flame bird martial spirit, which was really a bit mocking of the rebellious Lin Yueyang.

After all, his one-horned thunder beast martial soul is a martial soul that has stepped into the sixth-grade grade.

And the Flame Bird Martial Soul is just a product, even if it is mutated and special, it also makes Lin Yueyang extremely uncomfortable, and even a little ashamed.

"Thank you, Jiang Yun. ”

After Ming Huang Zhiyi retracted, Bai Jiarui's pretty face still had a slight paleness, and she said gratefully to Jiang Yun.

"Brother Xiaoyun, you are so powerful. ”

Chen Hai was relatively calm, and on his arms, the Xuan Turtle pattern slowly disappeared into his body.

"You step aside. ”

Jiang Yun said softly.

At this time, above the ground, the Ming Yellow Bird Martial Spirit was suspended above Jiang Yun's head.

The head was raised high, the neck was slender, the tail feathers were swaying lightly, revealing a touch of arrogance, and a pair of double eyes with flame threads looked at the one-horned thunder beast martial soul that enveloped Lin Yueyang.

Hmmm~!

The Ming Yellow Bird Martial Spirit raised its head to the sky and let out a clear roar.

In that clear roar, there was a strong sense of war and unconvinced!

That means, Jiang Yun can feel some of it.

The blow launched by Lin Yueyang just now was very powerful, and after the Ming Yellow Bird Martial Spirit blocked the attack, it also consumed part of its strength.

If you can't fight back, it's not the style of the Ming Yellow Bird Martial Soul.

"Okay, then give him some color. ”

Jiang Yun's eyes were cold, and a pair of pupils locked on Lin Yueyang in mid-air.

In those eyes, a halo of pale golden flame threads flickered.

"Pupil technique, slash the evil !!"

Accompanied by Jiang Yun's cold cheer.

The Bright Yellow Bird Martial Spirit above his head held his head high, and in his huge pupils, golden light flashed, and it also locked on Lin Yueyang in mid-air.

At this moment, Lin Yueyang instantly felt an invisible force descending on him.

Airplanes~!

In the void, a one-foot-long pale golden flame blade formed.

The pale golden flame blade was extremely thin, as if it was just a touch of light and shadow, but it exuded an extremely palpitating aura.

Shout!

After the pale golden flame blade was formed, it was like a slender golden ray, slashing through the void and directly facing Lin Yue in mid-air.

Looking at the pale golden flame blade that had been slashed, Lin Yueyang's heart suddenly and irrepressibly surged with a sense of danger.

This made Lin Yueyang feel a touch of shame.

"It's just a mutated garbage martial spirit, if you want to deal with Ben Shao, you can't do it!"

There was a hint of fierceness in Lin Yueyang's voice.

Whew!

Lin Yueyang pinched the trick with both hands, enveloping his one-horned thunder beast martial spirit, the thunder light surging all over his body, and on the silver unicorn above his head, the silver-white light was sheng, aiming at the bottom.

"Space Thunderblade. ”

Shout!

Accompanied by Lin Yueyang's shout, a white light blade flashing with a trace of thunder light also slashed down.

Boom!

In mid-air, under the gaze of one after another, I saw a pale golden light blade, a white blade shrouded in thunder light, and the two lights and shadows collided in the air.

A powerful energy fluctuation erupted in an instant.

Such fluctuations, the powerful impact wind, made many people's eyes can't help but squint.

Puff~!

In the midst of that fluctuation, a ray of pale golden light and shadow broke through the energy fluctuation, and a sound of tearing clothes sounded, and a wisp of blood splattered.

Tick, tick.

When one by one, his eyes were raised again, looking into the air, but he saw that in the middle of the air, Lin Yueyang's face was extremely gloomy.

His arms were raised downward, as if to fend off the pale golden light that broke through the energy fluctuations.

However, it is too late for the future.

On his left arm, there was a narrow bloody wound.

The blood slashed from his forearm to his shoulder, blood dripping down his fingers, dripping onto the pebbles below.

On a few pebbles, dripping red.

"Hurt. ”

"Lin Yueyang was actually injured!"

“......”

A series of stunned voices rang out.

Compared with the excited expressions on the faces of the students of Tenglong Middle School, there was a touch of disbelief on the faces of the students of West Lake Middle School.

At this moment, on the opposite side of Bishui Creek.

On some of the big trees that stood in a forest, many martial artists from other schools also looked at this scene in amazement.

In their hearts, Xihu Middle School is a first-class martial arts middle school, and Lin Yueyang is the best among them, but at this moment, he was injured in the hands of the students of Tenglong Middle School.

On the branch of one of the large trees.

A figure in a white suit, slender and slender, on his left chest, with a blooming pink rose inserted, a handsome face.

At this moment, there was also a hint of surprise in those brown eyes, and immediately, he tilted his head slightly and looked at a branch shadow on his left.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that in addition to you, this student of Tenglong Middle School also has pupil skills, and its power is not weak. ”

The corners of Hua Jiansheng's mouth raised a touch of arc and said.

In the shadow of the leaves, there was a slight silence, and in an instant, a black-clothed figure slowly revealed.

The face of the black-clothed figure seemed to have not seen the sun for many years, a little pale, and a pair of eyes showed a strange gray color, and in that grayness, there was a touch of coldness.

"It's not as good as my Ghost Flame Pupil, and that martial spirit, somehow, makes me a little disgusted. ”

There was a hint of coldness and hoarseness in the voice of the black-clad figure.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Hua Jiansheng raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickered, he didn't say anything more, and looked at the other side of Bishui Creek.

In mid-air, Lin Yueyang glanced down at his left arm, where blood was dripping continuously, his face instantly became extremely gloomy, and even with a touch of hideousness.

Crunch!

Lin Yueyang's left hand was covered with blood, and his hands were slowly clenched, and the power of thunder around him was rioting.

"You little trash fish, you can hurt me!"

Lin Yueyang's voice was full of rage, and even with a hint of roar, a pair of eyes stared at Jiang Yun below.

"It's been so long, it's time to end. ”

Jiang Yun sneered.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't want to expose the Devouring Martial Soul, otherwise, this battle would have ended long ago.

"Martial Spirit, Possessed!"

Jiang Yun also clenched his fists and let out a deep sigh in his mouth.

Hmmm~!

In the sky above Jiang Yun's head, the Ming Yellow Bird Martial Spirit let out a clear roar, enveloping Jiang Yun's body.

The huge wings on the Ming Yellow Bird coincided with the Ming Huang Wing behind Jiang Yun, and a pair of pale golden giant claws shrouded Jiang Yun's hands.

Rumble!

At this moment, Jiang Yun was shrouded in the martial soul of the Ming Yellow Bird, and his breath was great!

(End of chapter)