In the face of the firmament and Yin Qixin, Wu Jingyao's expression was unprecedentedly dignified, one of these two people's swordsmanship surpassed Ma Tianrui's swordsmanship, and the other was only half a chip weaker than Ma Tianrui, besieged by such two masters, Wu Jingyao knew that his probability of winning was no more than two percent, but it was not okay to let him admit defeat like this, since he understood the master's intentions, but if he didn't put it into practice, he still wouldn't make any progress. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this moment, Wu Jingyao only felt that he had condensed one hundred and twenty percent of his mind, and in the face of such a two-level opponent, not only did he not have the slightest retreat in his heart, but even a burning battle intent continued to erupt from his body.

However, although his fighting spirit is high, some people are starting to lose their square inches.

Jing Feizhou saw that the senior brother was surrounded by the two of Firmament and Yin Qixin, and his heart suddenly became anxious, his opponent was Dongfang Yanhuan, Dongfang Yanhuan's sword skills were not outstanding, and he did not comprehend the sword intent, not because Dongfang Yanhuan's talent was poor, but because she did not have a complete set of sword skills now, even her core sword skills [Sword Dance] The same is true, but Dongfang Yanhuan is surrounded by the blood of the fire phoenix, and her flames contain the two top-level flames of Phoenix True Flame and Chuyun Phoenix Flame, so the attack move is very powerful, and with one move, it will almost burn the sky and the earth.

"Get out of here!" Jing Feizhou shouted angrily, and the Tiancao King's spear burst out, and the white-gold Yuan Force torrent erupted from the tip of the spear, breaking through the move of Dongfang Yanhuan's attack, Dongfang Yanhuan frowned slightly: "Scorching Sun Fire Condensation!"

The speed of Dongfang Yanhuan suddenly accelerated, and exquisite flames rose from the soles of her feet, and her whole person was like a ghost, coming and going without a trace!

In terms of speed, Jing Feizhou has the title of the first person in the academy, so no matter how fast Dongfang Yanhuan's speed is, he still can't escape his eyes, but at this time, he didn't have the heart to fight, but rushed in the direction of Wu Jingyao, wanting to help Wu Jingyao.

But-

Bang!

Boom!

In an instant, Jing Feizhou's face changed slightly, and without the slightest hesitation, he threw himself to the left, rolled a few laps on the ground, stopped, and stared at Xiao Zhuying with an angry gaze, Xiao Zhuying's face was expressionless: "I'm sorry, this road is not passable!"

At this moment, Jing Feizhou suddenly felt a scorching energy explode behind him, overwhelmingly enveloping him, and at the same time, there was a cold cry from Dongfang Yanhuan: "Burning the Plain!"

Raging!

The flaming flame beam erupted from his left hand, circling the void several times and descending straight towards Jing Feizhou, the scorching temperature scorched the air and twisted slightly, and this flame even contained a trace of powerful coercion!

Jing Feizhou's expression changed, his left hand slapped the ground, and his body flipped over in the process of jumping up, and a shot exploded.

"The end of the world!"

The speed of this shot seemed to be slow and fast, making Dongfang Yanhuan in the air frown, and the next moment, her pupils shrank suddenly, and the tip of the spear that was still some distance just now was less than twenty centimeters away from the school emblem on her chest in a breath!

"Danger!" Dongfang Yanhuan knew the power of this shot in his heart, but he was in the air, and he had just used a move to burn the plains, so how could he have any spare strength to dodge this shot. But luckily, it's a team battle!

Bang!

The blue-white bullet roared out from Xiao Zhuying's muzzle, bringing a spiral in the air, and the speed of the bullet actually surpassed Jing Feizhou's gunting speed, only to hear the sound of "bell", the bullet hit the tip of the gun, making the tip of the gun crooked, penetrating from the outside of Dongfang Yanhuan's left arm, directly shattering a strand of pink hair.

Dongfang Yanhuan's eyes widened, and he quickly pulled back, that shot still has a feeling of palpitations, and the tip of the gun that is obviously still some distance away appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, could it be that he has crossed the space?

"It's a good world! The end of the world is just a stone's throw away, but I didn't expect Jing Feizhou to not only be the fastest of the seven major universities, but even the speed of the shot is not slow at all!" Seeing this shot, the sky did not hide his admiration.

Wu Jingyao was a little proud in his heart, and he didn't fall into his mouth: "That's nature, Dongfang Yanhuan seems to be your girlfriend, in front of the end of the flying boat, she can't resist it, and she may be injured next time." ”

Firmament shook his head: "Yanhuan's strength is not so fragile, although her sword skills are a little crippled, but her attack power is not weak at all, and there is a bamboo shadow sweeping the formation next to her, and it will only be Jing Feizhou who suffers!"

"Is it..." Wu Jingyao was noncommittal, could it be that the two girls could still catch up with Jing Feizhou's speed? This is simply ridiculous, among the seven major academies, except for the master, there is no second person who can capture Jing Feizhou's speed!

"Although I really want you to see the horror of the two of them, but I really can't wait any longer now!" The moment the firmament's voice fell, purple thunder light appeared on the soles of Yin Qixin's feet, and the purple sword light instantly enveloped Wu Jingyao in two or two...

"Flying Sword, Dragon's Nest Flash!"

The sword intent of thunder erupted, and a momentum of destruction erupted from Yin Qixin's petite body, it was hard to imagine that this body actually contained such majestic energy!

Purple arcs of electricity lingered around Yin Qixin's body, and a slight explosion sound of thunderbolts was heard in the air, and each sword light contained a trace of thunder sword intent, chaotic and neat, capable of smashing a small hill in an instant!

"Hmph, break it for me!" Wu Jingyao's waist sank, the yuan power of the earth attribute converged on his fist, and the artistic conception of the earth exploded in an all-round way, and the artistic conception of the earth that reached the realm of Dacheng made the surrounding air heavy, which was similar to gravity.

But even so, it did not hinder Yin Qixin, under the vertical and horizontal of the sword intent of thunder, the heavy artistic conception was cut again and again, but at this time, Wu Jingyao's punch blasted out without any fancy straight hooks.

"Boxing the river!"

A terrifying wind burst out from his fist, and the strong fist suddenly blasted open the air in front of him, and even the purple sword light in the sky was shattered, and there was not the slightest trace left!

"Not only the artistic conception of the earth is in it, but also the artistic conception of the hegemon!" The firmament's eyes narrowed slightly, the artistic conception of the hegemon gave people a strong feeling, some aspects are somewhat the same as the killing sword intent, they can improve their momentum, make the opponent feel pressure, and the mind is not strong and will be defeated directly, however, Yin Qixin's comprehension in the way of the sword is not bad at all, she has the edge of the sword, and she kills, although the artistic conception of the tyrant can improve the strength and put pressure on the opponent, but it is not enough.

"Dragon's nest flash, bite!"

Sure enough, the sword qi that was even more violent than before burst out, and the sword light that collapsed in the void actually converged, closely connected with each other, like a black hole of thunder and lightning that devoured people, about to swallow people in.

"Fist determines the country!"

Wu Jingyao's pupils shrank, his fist shrank back, and then hit back at a faster speed, this time the artistic conception of force exploded from the heart of his fist, and the power of his original punch was nearly 10,000 catties, and after the improvement of the artistic conception of force, it was increased by two times, and ordinary people couldn't bear it at all!

Boom Boom!

The fist was monstrous, shattering the sword mangs in the sky, and the ground fell directly because of the momentum of this punch, shaking open a big pit, crushing Yin Qixin's move Wu Jingyao bullied up, like a bamboo!

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(To be continued) (To be continued.) )