Three powerful attacks, with a fierce wind, came towards Song Jie like a tide.

If you were someone else, in the face of the three surging waves of true qi gangfeng, I am afraid that you would have been unable to avoid it for a long time.

And Song Jie, with a slight movement of his right hand, a long knife appeared.

The wide-bladed blade runs out of the hilt, forming a slight bend at the tip of the knife, the handle is like a dragon's head, the wrist is gripped, and there is a guard, but it is an open edge, in addition to protecting, it can also attack.

The whole knife is about a meter in size, the whole body is blue, and there is a trace of cold air on it, it seems that this knife is made of deep sea cold iron.

Song Jie clenched the hilt of the knife with both hands, and when the attack of Lu Yang and the three of them approached the front door, he rejected it with a long knife.

The long knife that braved the cold air slashed out a light blue sword qi, subtle and precise, all blocking the martial arts that the three of them attacked.

Three powerful attacks, under the horizontal swing of Song Jie's long knife, were scattered alive, and the three people in the air were shocked by the power and flipped backwards.

But Song Jie has not moved at all, such strength is really difficult to shake.

"Half-step martial spirit, strong!"

One knife, just one knife, made Lu Yang's face change slightly.

It can be seen that this Song Jie is really a real skill that has been cultivated in one move, not a pile of pills.

It seems that he still underestimated the seniors of the elite class, and they still have some real material.

Praise is admiration, Lu Yang has not forgotten his business.

Slightly glanced sideways at Xiao Wencai and Guo Rui, and seeing that they were fine, Lu Yang's expression became solemn.

With the divine sword in his hand, several light whistles that tore through the air sounded, turning into a sword light, and the whole person slashed at Song Jie fiercely from top to bottom in a horizontal rotation.

"Babble!"

Immediately after Lu Yang, there was Guo Rui's long knife wrapped in the power of Peiran, and his rich knife aura was no worse than Song Jie.

And Xiao Wencai, the sound wave rolled up by Yu Xiao struck again, this time, it was a crazy sound containing a spiritual attack.

The second attack, in three different directions, surrounded Song Jie.

The other three squads that were watching behind the ring and did not meet Lu Yang and them head-on were all discolored.

If any of them had faced such an attack, they would have lost the first attack.

"It's really strong, it's ridiculously strong!"

"Is this still a freshman? I think there are not many old students who are stronger than the three of them. ”

"It's unreasonable, this year's freshmen are too strong!"

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The students of the outer courtyard who watched had their own opinions and thoughts,

Just as they were constantly arguing, Song Jie, who was surrounded by three forces in the middle, finally made a move.

"Xuan-level martial arts, slaying dragons!"

The rich true qi was wrapped around Song Jie's long knife, and the light blue cold light became more and more obvious, and the cold qi seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

"Bang bang bang!"

The three attacks fell on the long knife again, and the dull sound resounded throughout the scene.

The power of oppression was dragged to the ground of the ring by Song Jie's dragon slaying slash, and the huge force overwhelmed the ring, and finally exploded.

"Break it for me!"

Song Jie led the power away, and immediately his body rotated at high speed, driving the long knife, turning into a sword shadow in the sky, and the sudden burst of power hit the weapons of the three people who had not yet retreated, directly shocking the three of them back a few steps.

One hit three, but it seems so relaxed, half-step martial spirit, is it really an insurmountable peak in the martial arts realm?

Lu Yang's right hand holding the sword was slightly numb.

This Song Jie is good at defense, if he can't break through his true qi armor, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take him down.

"It's difficult!" Xiao Wencai sighed: "My attack will not work for him at all, and if I don't break through his True Qi armor, my sound attack will not be able to interfere with him." ”

"Fight hard, I don't panic him, in the same way, he has real armor and body protection, and all my strength has been unloaded. ”

The problem of the three of them is the same, it is all true qi armor.

And the freshmen behind him faced the three old students, and they had no power to fight back, if they couldn't get Song Jie on their side, they would fail, and they were afraid that it would be an instantaneous thing.

When the three old students solve the new students and then participate in their own side, things will be difficult to do.

"The strength of this freshman is good, but if you want to pick out the elite team, it's too difficult, it's nothing more than Lu Yang, if it weren't for him, how could we be defeated?"

"Yes, there was no such practice in previous years, who would have thought that this year there was a freak. ”

"Hehe, illegal teaming, they can figure it out. ”

This kind of wilderness escape game is meant to be gradually eliminated and gradually screened.

Now, Lu Yang and they have stepped into the finals, facing an experienced and strong opponent, and they have shown their inability to follow.

"If it drags on like this, the new students will lose!" someone pointed out categorically.

At this moment, Lu Yang took a fierce breath, "His True Qi Armor, I'll solve it, you can attack at the right time, is there a problem?"

"Hmm!"

"This time, you two are the main attack, cover me, and let me get close to him. ”

"Are you sure?"

Lu Yang sighed: "I don't know, but now, I can't care so much." ”

He is not untargeted, he wants to use the body of a true dragon to shake the true qi armor of the half-step martial spirit.

It's true that you have armor, but I have the power of a true dragon, so let's see, who is stronger?

"Okay!

Guo Rui's whole body was full of true qi, and a long knife became red under the scorching of true qi.

"Yellow Rank Martial Arts, Spiral Fire Slash!"

"The light and rhythm of the wind!"

Spiral fire slash, pure power attack, if it is a solid sword, not to mention breaking Song Jie's armor, it is no problem to let his inner mansion be shocked.

And Xiao Wencai's rhythm contains a hint of domain meaning, and its purpose is to limit Song Jie's ability to act.

"Is that so?" Song Jie was unmoved, and snorted softly.

"Xuan-level martial arts, broken mountains and rivers!"

This type of martial art is similar to Guo Rui's whirling fire slash, but the strength is much greater than his, and a trace of the Ice Domain realm spreads out to the surroundings with the use of the martial art.

After all, the strength was a little worse, and the strongest attack of the two was still stopped by Song Jie.

The only consolation is that Song Jie ignored Lu Yang in the face of the strongest attack of the two, while Xiao Wencai and Guo Rui, under Song Jie's powerful counterattack, vomited blood and flew back.

Fighting the price of injury, in exchange for a breath time for Lu Yang.

"True Martial Nine Style, Wind and Thunder!"

The True Martial Arts Fist Technique, which contained spiral strength, was displayed by Lu Yang, and the afterimage formed by the ghostly Flying Feather Light Hung Body Method deceived Song Jie.

The punching bag's big fist landed on his chest.

"Oh!"

With a light shout, Song Jie was in pain, and the spiral force penetrated the armor, forming an impact on the inner house.

"It's over!" Lu Yang drank violently.

A beam of flame appeared above his fingers.

"Go!"

The flames were like maggots on tarsal bones, clinging to Song Jie's true qi armor, and before he could react, the flames instantly burned the prairie and a fist-sized hole was burned out of his chest.

True Qi Armor, Destroy!

Lu Yang didn't give him time to recover his armor, and the martial arts that had already accumulated strength were used again.

"True Martial Nine Style, Zhen Liuhe!"

Through the broken hole, a punch landed on Song Jie's chest.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Song Jie flew out upside down and fell to the ground.

Song Jie, defeated!

Freshman team, win!