"Yan Feixun, how can you play tricks on new classmates like this?!" Xiao Xuemei shouted.

Yan Feixun, a descendant of Yan Jian's sect in the four major swordsman families, his sister Yan Ping'er, who is two years older, is comparable to Jiang Shuqi's swordsmanship, but Yan Ping'er has never participated in martial arts competitions, and there is no conclusion as to who is higher and who is lower.

Jiang Shuqi's Jiang Jianmen has the strongest comprehensive strength, and as an ally of Haiquan Castle, one of the three major alliances of mankind, it has a solid foundation and many masters, and has produced several top swordsmanship masters, and is the strongest existence in the swordsman family.

Jiang Shuqi is the only child of the head of Jiang Jianmen, the youngest kendo teacher of the Bitter Lilac Magic School, and Jiang Shuqi, who has won three consecutive championships in Bitter Lilac City, has become the most famous young man among the four major swordsman families, and is also one of the talents attracted by the other three swordsman families, and the best way to win over is marriage.

Yan Feixun, as the son of the head of Yan Jianmen, naturally would not miss this opportunity. And every male student who comes to the Bitter Lilac Magic School to learn swordsmanship will be a potential opponent of Yan Feixun, and he will naturally not let it go.

"It turns out that the students from the Mangrove Magic School are all rubbish!" Yan Feixun sneered, this little-known guy is so weak, if he doesn't bully him, it will be doomed.

It's the same everywhere, newcomers will always be tricked! It seems that I'm still too simple, too kind, and have no city, and there are always people who think I'm stupid and bullied! Feng Luofan was really angry when he heard this voice, and he really wanted to kill that bastard.

Yan Feixun looked at Feng Luofan with that hostile look, and Feng Luofan also looked at Yan Feixun angrily. The two fiery eyes looked at each other, and a powerful killing intent permeated the entire classroom, and the atmosphere was a little depressing, making the students present feel a feeling of surging blood, and the whole classroom was silent, waiting for these two murderous gases to erupt.

"Say it again!"

"The students of the Mangrove School of Magic are all garbage! The students of the Mangrove School of Magic are all garbage, just like you, garbage, garbage! I have said it more than once, what can you do?!" Yan Feixun sneered.

The wind fell and sailed towards Yan Feixun step by step. However, Yan Feixun's face did not change, he didn't believe that Feng Luofan would do it with him, and he was still a newcomer who didn't know the height of the sky, but he was also very annoyed, this newcomer was still staring at him, this was challenging his authority! No one in the entire class, even in the entire grade, dared to talk to him like this.

Yanjianmen is very close to Bitter Lilac City, this Bitter Lilac City can be regarded as one of Yanjianmen's spheres of influence, even the king of the Flower Language Fort where Yanjianmen is located, Hua Yingrong, is afraid of Yanjianmen, this nobody from the Mangrove Magic School in the remote area of the north is so faceless, this is too infuriating!

The wind fell and the sail stopped in front of Yan Feixun, his eyes were as cold as nine days of ice, and he didn't put Yan Feixun in his eyes at all.

Yan Feixun, as the boss of the second-grade kendo class, has never been afraid of anyone in school. Although he is not very old, he has to shout Fei Ge when he sees himself! Who sees that he does not hide away? This new big fool really thinks that he is so awesome, and if he doesn't teach this guy a lesson today, he is really sorry for his handsome and scummy face!

Yan Feixun stretched out his hand and smashed his fist into the eyes of the wind and sails. In the classroom, he didn't dare to swing his sword directly and slash and kill, in case he killed this fool, even if Yan Jianmen was no longer good and exempted from criminal responsibility, at least he couldn't stay in this school, and he couldn't win Jiang Shuqi's heart.

"Bang!"

After a crisp sound, Feng Luofan was blasted out by Yan Feixun's punch, and his body hit the wall of the classroom uncontrollably.

Cracks appeared on the walls, and fragments of the walls fell everywhere. The wind fell like a broken kite, falling into the dust, and a thick mouthful of blood shot out in the air and spilled on the ground.

This made Yan Feixun feel like a dream, how could it be? I didn't use all my strength, I just wanted to humiliate him with three points of strength! How could I have such great strength? This was beyond my expectations, beyond my imagination. Could it be that my cultivation in the Yanjian Sect Sword Formation at the end of the year has greatly improved, so that my strength has improved amazingly?!

The entire second-grade kendo class classroom suddenly exploded.

"Such a close range, such a strong blow, if you don't die, you're crippled!"

"Murder, murder!"

"Dead, dead!"

......

Yan Feixun was also taken aback, but he still pretended to be calm: "Don't pretend to be dead! This time, I will spare you, you should feel glad that this is at school, otherwise I guarantee that you will never see the sun tomorrow!" Yan Feixun didn't look at the wind and sail and sat straight back to his seat.

With a loud bang, the shattered wall shattered outwards and peeled off, revealing a large hole in the wall in the shape of a human!

"What did you say?!Yan Feixun killed someone?!The new student was killed?!" Jiang Shuqi, who had just returned to the office, was extremely angry.

"Yes! Yan Feixun looked down on the new classmates and played tricks on the new classmates, the new classmates were unwilling, and they argued with Yan Feixun for a while, and Yan Feixun beat them to death, and even smashed through the walls of the classroom!" Xie Xinxin said.

Xie Xinxin, a disciple of Xie Jianmen, a fifth-grade student, one of Jiang Shuqi's admirers, and one of Yan Feixun's competitors.

Jiang Shuqi never accepted his affection, but got closer to Yan Feixun.

Although Xie Xinxin knew that this was just the first month between them, and the head teacher was the head teacher, and the teacher-student relationship was closer, he was still jealous and angry.

Xie Xinxin passed by the second-grade kendo class just now, just to see if Jiang Shuqi was there, but he didn't expect to see that scene, naturally he would not let go of this opportunity, and came to the office to complain to Jiang Shuqi.

"Okay, you Yan Feixun, you actually killed you!" Jiang Shuqi rushed to the second-grade kendo class in a hurry, "Forget about being arrogant usually, let's kill someone at school today!"

Looking at the wind and sails in the dust that had not moved for a long time, Yan Feixun was also panicked, but he didn't get closer, so he hurriedly yelled at the surrounding classmates: "You bastards, you know how to watch the excitement, see if that guy is dead, throw it out if he dies!"

"Yan Feixun, you kill someone and destroy the corpse?!" Jiang Shuqi's angry voice came from outside the classroom, so frightened that Yan Feixun had nothing to say for a while.

Xiao Xuemei had already leaned over the side of Feng Luofan, carefully examining the injuries on Feng Luofan's body.

"What's wrong with the wind falling sail?!" Jiang Shuqi flew straight to the side of the wind falling sail, and luck visited.

"Mr. Feng was hit hard, and now he is in a coma, and his injuries are a little serious, but his life should be fine. Xiao Xuemei replied.

Jiang Shuqi examined it carefully, his eyes widened, and he looked at the injuries on Feng Luofan's body in surprise, which was obviously the power of domineering, and it was so shocked that all the limbs and bones were damaged, and I am afraid that all the internal organs were injured.

"What a hard blow!" Jiang Shuqi gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, let's go to the medical room!"

Jiang Shuqi picked up the wind and sailed and flew out of the classroom.

was held in the arms of this woman who could be called a country and a city, beautiful and elegant, and had a cold temperament, and flew lightly like a colorful cloud.

The touch of the opposite sex, the intertwining of skin, delicate and warm, brought a shudder to the wind and sails, an unprecedented tingling sensation, and made the wind and sails rise a strange feeling, like a fire, burning his reason, making his breathing more and more rapid.

"Ahem, ahem. Feng Luofan couldn't help but cough twice before these feelings were relieved.

"The wind has fallen sails, you are awake, you hold on, we will go to the medical room!" Jiang Shuqi's voice was accompanied by a slight gasp of breathing, and between the ups and downs, there was a particularly seductive charm. Even the smell of the two of them is entangled, but it's a pity that one of these two people is unconscious, and the other is busy saving people, so they live up to this mistant

But this is not the result that Feng Luofan originally wanted! Feng Luofan just used the undead technique that his grandfather called the golden cicada shelling, just to pretend to be dead and scare that Yan Feixun, but he didn't expect to overdo it.

The ancient magic golden cicada in necromancy can simulate its own injuries on its body when it is attacked, even if it is cast before being directly pierced by the sword, the sword actually looks like it has penetrated in the end, but in fact, the damage has already been resolved by this necromancy, and it has not actually suffered penetrating damage;

These magic skills are not allowed to be used as a last resort, and my grandfather once repeatedly told the wind to drop the sails. But this time it's just used to pretend to be unconscious, the simplest magic, it should be fine.

At this moment, Jiang Shuqi didn't notice that the person who was originally in a coma had already opened his eyes, and that sight just passed through the gap in her neckline and saw the proud scenery inside.

A drop of fragrant sweat, flowing down, the traces that flowed, stung the eyes of the wind and sails, dizzy, in the mind, only the beautiful picture was left, and the sea of consciousness lost consciousness again.

In the medical room of the Bitter Lilac Magic School, the medical teacher Ling Xianxian carefully examined Feng Luofan's injuries and said to Jiang Shuqi: "My medical skills are inherited from my master, it is very magical, you don't have to worry. I promise to heal your student's injuries within three days, absolutely quickly and well. Teacher Jiang doesn't have to worry!" Ling Xian Xian was very proud when she said this, as if she was extremely confident in her teacher.

"Sting!" Ling Xian Immortal tore the wind and sail's clothes.

"Ahem, what are you going to do?!" Feng Luofan struggled to wake up, and when he saw Jiang Shuqi and Ling Xianxian, he seemed to be trembling all over.

"Oh, wake up. Check your injuries and help you apply your medication. Ling Xian Xian just lightly dropped such a sentence and began to observe the injuries on Feng Luofan's body, "This injury is a bit strange. ”

Feng Luofan was shocked, could she see it!

"What's wrong?!" Jiang Shuqi asked with concern.

"Is there anyone else in your class who can exert such a powerful and domineering spirit? If you can inflict this kind of damage with a single blow, your domineering level seems to be considered a martial arts genius!" Ling Xian Xian sighed.

"He is a disciple of Yan Jianmen. ”

"No wonder, that's not surprising. Yan Jianmen is the second swordsman family after Jiang Jianmen. I heard that Yan Ping'er's swordsmanship, I'm afraid it's above you!"

Hearing Ling Xianxian's praise for his students, Jiang Shuqi's heart felt relieved. No matter how powerful Yan Ping'er is, her younger brother Yan Feixun is not her own student?!