"Next!"

The voice of these words was sonorous and powerful, with an unmistakable taste.

As soon as Zhang Haozhong entered his ears, he heard who the person who said this was.

Senior Brother Xia Houfeng!

"Sure enough, it was a victory. Zhang Haozhong's words were filled with an indescribable relaxation, and for some reason, Xu Wulong's previous firm eyes made him feel a little swaying in his heart.

However, Senior Brother Xia Houfeng used his domineering force to kill the opponent and stabilize his mind, Senior Brother, you are really the most powerful!

Although he doesn't like Xia Houfeng very much, Zhang Haozhong has to praise it in his heart at this time.

It's a fact that the summer wind is strong!

"Are you dead?" An Ruofeng in the distance looked at Xia Houfeng who was standing quietly, and said with a trembling body.

In the center of the battlefield, Xia Houfeng's tall body stood like a god of war, and the ground around him had been flattened by a layer, and the entire earth was deeply sunken by three feet!

There was a lot of yellow sand scattered on the ground, and the yellow sand had lost its original golden luster, and all of it had turned into a charred and dirty color.

Xu Wulong's body is at the feet of the summer wind!

Xia Houfeng's feet stepped on Xu Wulong's head, which was extremely insulting.

And Xu Wulong was motionless and uncertain about his life and death.

When the people of Qianjun Academy saw Xu Wulong's tragic situation, they immediately let out a series of piercing smiles.

Although there is nothing funny about this scene, they will naturally not let it go if they can mock Yuehua Academy.

"It's too much!" An Ruofeng looked at Xu Wulong who was trampled on his head, and his body trembled, even if Xu Wulong lost, he would not insult others so much!

It's a pity that he doesn't have the strength to be an enemy of Xia Houfeng, so he can only let out a series of indignation.

Ye Ran looked at Xu Wulong, who was trampled on his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent in his heart continued to rise.

Just when Ye Ran was about to make a move, Xu Wulong, who was motionless, burst out with a burst of terrifying power.

"Glory to the Light!"

A brilliant light shot out from Xu Wulong's hand, and blasted towards Xia Houfeng from the bottom up.

"He's not dead!"

Xia Houfeng felt that power, his body trembled instantly, and then he lowered his head suddenly, but his vision was swallowed up by a golden light.

"Die!"

Xia Houfeng roared angrily, and the spear in his hand was like a poisonous dragon, stabbing towards the golden light.

"Boom!"

The golden light fell on Xia Houfeng's body, and in an instant, Xia Houfeng's shirt was torn, his body trembled instantly, and the whole person seemed to be struck by thunder, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

But what shocked him even more was that his attack had failed.

There was no one below him, and Xu Wulong's figure had already disappeared.

And the golden light still burst with power.

Xia Houfeng's body flew up in an instant.

"Bang!"

Tumbling in the air a few times, Xia Houfeng finally landed on the ground safely, but the corners of his mouth were still faintly bloodstained.

Seeing this, Zhang Haozhong couldn't help but cover his mouth and exclaim, Xia Houfeng, who was able to kill the demon beasts in the early stage of the Psychic Realm unharmed, was actually injured in the hands of a guy in the late stage of the Psychic Realm?!

Just kidding!

But the facts are in front of him, and he has to be convinced!

"Phew!" Xia Houfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then spit out a cloud of blood foam from his mouth, looked at Xu Wulong who was standing in the distance, and said in a cold voice, "It's been a long time since anyone can hurt me, you should be proud!"

Xu Wulong, who was standing beside Ye Ran, was pale, and his whole person was in a very bad state, covered in blood, and his body trembled.

When he heard Xia Houfeng's words, he took a breath and said, "Anyone who dares to humiliate me like this will die!"

"Hahahaha......" Xia Houfeng laughed when he heard this, "What combat power do you have now!?"

"It's almost time for you to die!"

As Xia Houfeng said, the current Xu Wulong has reached the worst state, and all the functions of his body have reached a very dangerous situation.

If it is not well conditioned, it will leave indelible sequelae.

"I'll leave it to you......" Xu Wulong looked at Ye Ran and said in a deep voice, "He's very strong, but I still believe that you can win!"

Ye Ran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this, "I hope so!"

Ye Ran walked towards Xia Houfeng is with a moving step, he looked at Xia Houfeng and said with a solemn face, "Let me meet you!"

"It's up to you!?" Xia Houfeng looked at Ye Ran, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"Mid-Realm Transformation?"

"Smile generously!"

"It's really noisy!" Ye Ran's expression froze, and he became very resolute and serious, and his whole person was like an unsheathed sword, although he did not make a move, but it revealed a sharp meaning.

When the people of Qianjun Academy heard Ye Ran's words, they immediately opened their mouths and sneered,

"Beyond your own strength!"

But Xia Houfeng's face was extremely solemn, as a master, he naturally sensed the dangerous aura that diffused from Ye Ran's body.

Evenly matched opponents!

Xia Houfeng squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Ran carefully, he didn't understand why a mere cultivator in the middle of the Transformation Spirit Realm would make him feel dangerous.

"Take it!" Ye Ran grinned slightly, three blood veins suddenly erupted from his body, and then rushed directly towards Xia Houfeng.

"Conservation and mutual aid!"

"The power of this bloodline is actually fused together!?" Xia Houfeng looked at Ye Ran who rushed over, and couldn't believe it, the power of the bloodline was so terrifying and domineering, how could they be safely fused together?

But Ye Ran did it!

The summer wind also has to accept it!

Xia Houfeng stabilized his mind, his eyes caught Ye Ran's traces, and then he stabbed a shot towards the void!

Ye Ran's figure appeared right here.

"Thunderball!"

Ye Ran didn't have the slightest intention of dodging the tip of the spear, but directly threw a punch.

The power in his body erupted, and all of it was gathered on the fist.

Ye Ran's fist smashed towards the tip of the gun.

"Dang!"

It was like a crisp sound of iron colliding, and then the Wind Lance was slightly bent.

The figures of the two were separated in an instant.

Ye Ran lowered his head and looked at his fist.

Xia Houfeng looked at his Wind Lance.

This time, the two played to a draw.

"Tie!?"

Seeing this, Zhang Haozhong couldn't help but let out an exclamation, Xia Houfeng actually had a draw with a monk in the middle of the Spirit Transformation Realm?

"Come again!"

Xia Houfeng stared at the tip of the spear for a long time, and finally let out an angry roar, and rushed towards Ye Ran with the spear in his hand.