Whoa...

In late autumn, every night, the ground is full of fallen leaves, and the wind blows and flutters with the wind.

The mood of the crowd is like this fallen leaf, blown to pieces by the wind.

They had some difficulty accepting this fact, Chen Fei, who was originally thought to be a sure winner, was actually pressed and beaten by others, and he could barely raise his head.

Their worldview is somewhat broken, and they all stand in place, not knowing what to say.

"Am I going to lose?"

Chen Fei actually had this idea in his mind, it was simply unimaginable, no, no, impossible, how could I lose, his eyes turned blood-red, this is a sign of the werewolf's anger, and his combat power has skyrocketed again.

"Death!"

The werewolf jumped high and rushed straight towards Zhang Ran!

Thundered!

However, Zhang Ran's speed was faster than him, and he disappeared in place in an instant, and Chen Fei hit the ground with a heavy blow, making a big crater and flying rubble!

Suddenly, Zhang Ran suddenly appeared behind the werewolf.

None of the people present could see his movement trajectory clearly, including Yu Ming!

Above his right hand, white light condensed, forming the shape of a sword, and slashed straight towards the werewolf's neck.

"Die." Zhang Ran thought silently in his heart, extremely calm.

"Not good!"

Yu Ming was on the side, and saw Zhang Ran's movements, the beam of sword light made him creepy, and his hairs stood on end.

Sou!

Seeing that something was wrong, he held his claws with one hand, and several almost completely transparent silk threads shot out from his fingertips, extremely fast, shooting directly at Zhang Ran's right hand, trying to stop him from attacking.

But Zhang Ran's arm speed was so fast, less than a meter away, in less than 0.1 seconds, it cut into the werewolf's neck.

Just like a hot knife cutting butter, without feeling any barrier, the fur that Chen Fei was proud of and tough did not play the slightest role in front of the sword.

The werewolf only realized it at this time, and only felt a chill in his back, and he wanted to dodge but couldn't retract it, and only felt a cold in his neck.

"What's going on? Why is the whole world turned upside down? ”

He was surprised to find that he seemed to fly out, spinning in the air, looking into the distance: "What is that?" How can there be no head? That's my body. ”

When he came to his senses, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

Goo-goo-goo.

Blood gushed out and splashed a few drops on Zhang Ran's face, he didn't care, he just experienced the feeling of absorbing power, which was incomparably wonderful.

Under the action of warm current, some changes are slowly taking place in the body.

At this moment, he had a flash of inspiration, and secretly used the method of soul restraint to plunder Chen Fei's soul, wrapped it in true qi, and stored it in his body.

Ordinary people can't see this scene at all, and only Su Yu, who is also a cultivator, can detect his actions.

However, Su Yu didn't notice that she was also frightened by Zhang Ran's ruthlessness, and she killed when she said it, leaving no room at all.

He's dead?

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, Chen Fei died like this? There are no waves, like an ant being trampled to death, dying so easily, so silently.

Zhang Ran silently stepped aside and picked up the horizontal knife on the ground.

"Zhang Ran!"

One person woke up like a dream and shouted.

"How?" Zhang Ran turned his head and stared at the man, with some blood on his face, looking a little murderous.

Although his face was expressionless, the man felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and his face turned red, Chen Fei was not an opponent, let alone him.

Zhang Ran dared to kill Chen Fei directly in front of the public, presumably it would not be difficult to kill him.

He regretted it, why did he stop the other party.

In public, killing his colleague was in the duel arena, but he was absolutely responsible, and everyone looked at Yu Ming to see how he dealt with it.

Yu Ming's face was ugly, although he was more optimistic about Zhang Ran before, but his actions were tantamount to a slap in the face.

"Zhang Ran, didn't I say before that the point will stop, didn't you hear it?" He shouted, taking a deep breath, and was about to give the order for his arrest.

Zhang Ran looked at him quietly, but his body was tense, he knew that this matter was intolerable to the higher-ups, especially in this kind of government department, knowing the law and breaking the law, he was ready to escape.

"This is Qingyuan Jianmang!?"

"Instructor Wu, what did you say?" Biao Zi was watching all this nervously, but he heard Instructor Wu muttering something in his mouth, his voice was blurred, and he didn't hear it clearly.

Instructor Wu stood for a long time, and then reacted at this time.

His face was excited, with a flush on his face, just like many people, he also chose the Qingyuan Sword Technique at that time, but after cultivating, there was no movement at all, and he wasted an opportunity in vain.

Therefore, he tried his best to persuade Zhang Ran not to choose this.

The mantra of hundreds of words in the Qingyuan Sword Recipe, he remembered it clearly, and it had been engraved in his mind.

At this time, when he saw the white sword tip extending out of Zhang Ran's hand and condensing his true qi, he recognized it at a glance, this is not the kind of powerful divine power recorded in the Qingyuan Sword Technique, Qingyuan Sword Mang!

In other words, Zhang Ran actually succeeded in cultivating the Qingyuan Sword Technique?

Instructor Wu couldn't believe it, as far as he knew, except for the inheritor who took out this exercise, there were almost thousands of people who had tried to practice this exercise, but most of them failed, and only a few people had developed a sense of qi.

Even if it is a few people, they have cultivated so far, let alone urging the sword rays, they can't even run the true qi for a long week, let alone Xiang Zhang Ran, condensing a sword body of more than a foot.

Could it be that Zhang Ran is the only cultivation genius in ten thousand!?

Seeing that Yu Ming was about to attack Zhang Ran, Instructor Wu reacted, walked over quickly, and whispered in Yu Ming's ear for a moment.

"What!?"

Yu Ming's eyebrows twitched, "Are you telling the truth?" Can you be sure? ”

Instructor Wu nodded affirmatively, and added, "Shall we ask him?" ”

"If he really succeeds in cultivating, then he can't be dealt with like this, every cultivator is a precious asset of the country." Yu Ming thought to himself.

"Nowadays, in the whole of China, there are only 100 cultivators on the bright side, and each of them is a high-level talent, if I have one here, my face will also shine, and maybe I can be rewarded."

Thinking about this, Yu Ming changed his expression, "Later, if you have time, go to my office." ”

What's the situation? That's it?

Everyone present was stunned, such a rebellious act, if it was in peacetime, even if it was a manslaughter, it would be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than seven years, and the result would be like this?

You must know that in the current troubled times, in order to maintain stability, the country has very strict laws, and there is zero tolerance for crimes, which is even worse than cracking down.

Although the people on Chen Fei's side were extremely resentful, they didn't dare to speak, Zhang Ran and they couldn't beat them, and Yu Ming had always been the image of the cold-faced King of Hades, and they didn't dare to provoke, so they could only go to collect Chen Fei's body with grievances at this time.