Chapter Ninety-Five—Noisy to the Dead

The face of the accompanying tutor of the Three Palaces Realm Star Academy also became difficult to look at, strictly speaking, he was not really a graduate of the Star Academy. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he is a loose person, and he was able to cultivate to the Three Palaces Realm, and it was also because he took refuge in the Stars Academy to obtain various resources, so he was lucky enough to break through.

The three palaces he broke through were hands and qi palaces, so he was not good at speed, let alone using his strength to take this group of little guys!

His eyes flashed with anger, and when it was really a crisis, he might have to leave these little guys behind.

He is not a person from the Stars Academy, and he has no hesitation to do this kind of life-saving thing, so he will leave the Stars Academy and fly away!

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a white shadow come into view.

The one who appeared beside him was none other than the accompanying tutor of Wanshu Academy.

She nodded to the tattooer from the Star Academy, and they hurried along together.

A three-palace realm tattoo master, plus a ten-pattern realm tattoo master, the survivability is greatly increased. And as if to hand over sincerity, the tattoo master of Wanshu Academy waved his hand, and the texture force was printed on the tattooer's body. He only felt that his body was light, and his speed was a few points faster!

It's just a very basic [Light Wind Pattern], but it's quite applicable to this situation!

The tattooer was also "refreshed", and he also nodded to the teacher of Wanshu Academy. But he took something out of his sleeve robe and turned into a black shadow and shot at the tattoo master!

She had never expected what was happening in front of her, and the next moment the black shadow had already smashed on her.

The smell of the Tao came to her face, and a little bit of blood splashed her white robe blood-red!

And the voice on the side of the shade was already sounding in front of him: "That's the blood of the sharp-toothed lion cub, just like the so-called dead friends of the dead and poor, enjoy it." And the figure blessed by the light wind pattern sped up even faster!

"Despicable!" Xia Yubing scolded angrily, but she turned her head in despair, only to find that those sharp-toothed lions had indeed cast a fierce gaze at their group. As a group living pattern animal, the sharp-toothed lion is the most short-sighted. At this moment, when he smelled the blood of the young beasts of his own race, he naturally regarded the people of Wanshu Academy as the first enemy!

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Wang Jun's face changed slightly, and he sighed lightly.

She was already at ease, but when she saw that the group of the Stars Academy was about to be caught up, she softened her heart and gave an increase. I didn't expect to be bitten back because of this.

At this moment, stimulated by that blood, the speed of the sharp-toothed lion behind him skyrocketed again!

It's almost overtaken.

Wang Jun sighed again.

Is it fate?

More than 10 years ago it was the Imprint Mountains, and more than 10 years later it is still in the Imprint Mountains.

Perhaps, she should have died here that day.

She loosened her strength, looked at Xia Yubing and said faintly, "Run, run as fast as possible, teacher, I'm here to block them." Xia Yubing was still a girl after all, and tears immediately flowed, remembering how well the teacher treated her students.

Wang Jun is different from the tattooer of the Stars Academy, Wang Jun is a real person from Wanshu Academy. After graduating from Wanshu College, he stayed in Wanshu College as a teacher. For the students of Wanshu Academy, although her face is as cold as ice, she actually takes care of everything.

"Hurry up, don't let the teacher die in vain. Wang Jun whispered again, even in this situation, he was still whispering.

Xia Yubing took the lead after all, she gritted her teeth and led the other classmates: "Go!"

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It is interesting that Wang Jun chose to stop here.

The distance is about 100 meters, and even if this group of sharp-toothed lions rushes to attack, it will take a few seconds.

But she is a tattoo master of the Ten Patterns Realm, and a few seconds are enough.

I saw a pair of snow-white jade hands stretching out from her long white sleeves, and as her hands danced, the snow-white lines rose up in the void.

At the moment when the sharp-toothed lions attacked, the pattern had already taken shape.

[Cold wind blows snow].

When the cold wind blows the snow streaks, the wind blows. Countless fist-sized pucks struck at the group of lions, and the powerful wind pressure crushed the entire group of lions!

And Wang Jun was at the moment of casting, and blood was already flowing from the corners of his mouth.

This is the pattern she did with all her strength, urging with [Wind and Snow Gong]!

The texture power cultivated with the Wind and Snow Gong Running Exercise will have a bonus power for any ice attribute pattern. And the [Cold Wind Blowing] pattern is Wang Jun's killing move, natal pattern, that is, the best pattern. That's why in a short period of time, this group of hundreds of sharp-toothed lions was suppressed.

But that's the limit.

The group of sharp-toothed lions had been knocked over a few times after the initial attack, and then began to advance again.

Roar!

Countless sharp-toothed lions roared, and the lion's eyes, which had turned blood-red, stared at Wang Jun deadly, all of them were the color of being fast.

Burst!

The pattern was broken, Wang Jun spit out a mouthful of blood again, and the [Cold Wind Blowing] pattern suspended in front of her was shattered!

Those sharp-toothed lions regained their freedom, and they did not stop for a moment, and pounced on Wang Jun!

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Looking at the pounced lions, Wang Jun's face was very calm, and even showed a hint of relief.

She knew that she would probably stay in the Ten Patterns Realm for the rest of her life. It's not that I'm not talented enough, but the knot in my heart, but the two figures I once were.

She looked forward, as if she saw the slender figure that stood in front of her again.

When she settled down again, the slender figure overlapped with a majestic and strong figure.

Above that back, there was a bald young man. The bald boy even grinned at Wang Jun for a while.

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In front of her were hundreds of sharp-toothed lions, but behind her were her.

Zuo Sung-chul didn't have any choice.

He didn't retreat, he didn't advance, he just stood in place, quite a bit of a man's momentum.

Looking at the lions in front of him, he inexplicably felt a little irritable.

Ever since Xu Yan carved a tattoo for himself into the palace, he felt that he had begun to change.

Engraving into the palace has always been the top priority. Why is the north and south divided, and there is no possibility of saving it until now? It is because of the choice of materials when the carving entered the palace. Tattoos are gentle in nature and will not cause great changes to the personality of the tattoo person.

On the contrary, if the tattooed beast is used in the tattoo, the natural violence of the tattooed beast will affect the tattooed person himself. If the tattoo person's own heart is not good, it will change his temperament greatly.

And that day, Xu Yan had never seen himself enter the pattern with a pattern mine.

No one knows what will happen to the changes.

Therefore, even after stepping into the third palace, even if he repaired the texture of the heart palace later, he never used the pattern of his heart palace to urge him, not once.

But now, he is subconsciously mobilizing the power of the grain to gather in the heart palace.

Then he roared loudly.

Under the cover of his clothes, the black dragon head lines on his chest also opened his eyes, and his mouth looked up to the sky as if he was roaring silently.

"Roll !!!"

The invisible voice spreads forward with Zuo Sung-chul as the center!

And Xu Yan, who had been hanging behind him, screamed even more, still holding the chicken leg with one hand, and plugging his ear with the other: "It's noisy!"