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Therefore, the blood force would threaten Kong Ming so much, and he was sure that Kong Ming would never sacrifice the lives of so many students for the sake of a blood pattern spirit snake inner pill. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"You dare, bloody I tell you, if you dare to do this, you are killing yourself, you know? You dare to move them to try?" Kong Ming looked like he was very inward-looking, his face was full of panic and anger that he couldn't hide, but in fact, his heart was already happy.

It's a little bit, I didn't think about using the Martial Emperor to bully you, but I didn't think that you were going to bump into it stupidly, then I can't blame me for this!

"Don't dare? Do you see if I dare, in a word, the Blood Pattern Spirit Snake Neidan, to give it or not to give it?"

"You dream, it's impossible!" Kong Ming refused without hesitation.

"Okay, you forced me, little ones, to get those little ones for me. ”

As soon as the words fell, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect behind Xue Li rushed out in unison and pounced on everyone in the Yuanwu Academy, and Xue Li himself also instantly burst into shape, rushing straight towards Long Tian and the other new students.

"You dare!" Kong Ming shouted, his body was like lightning swept out, and the long sword in his hand slashed straight towards the blood, and the sharp sword qi brought a sharp sound of breaking the sky.

Xueli had already prepared, and he slammed into his fist, but his body speed was a little faster.

Kong Ming's long sword slashed down, easily annihilating the flame fist, but at the moment of delay, the blood had already flashed past him and rushed straight towards Long Tian and the others.

Kong Ming put away his sword, and did not rush to chase it, but showed a mocking smile, where was there a trace of panic and anger on his face? It's just that he didn't see these things when he turned his back to Kong Ming's blood.

Long Tian didn't make a move, but laughed secretly in his heart: This Kong Ming, but he dug a big pit for Xueli, but Xueli couldn't wait to jump in.

At this time, a group of bloody subordinates had already pounced in front of everyone in the Yuanwu Academy, and the four deacons of the Yuanwu Academy and Ling Juefeng's husband and wife each stopped one of the other party's martial artists and killed each other. Although Xue Haokun was injured and exhausted, he was a middle-level martial king after all, and he tried his best to lift his spirits and stopped a martial king on the other side.

But the Blood Demon Sect also had a Martial King and two Martial Monarchs who had no opponents, and under the leadership of Blood Li, they pounced on Long Tian and the others with great momentum, and as for the dozen or so high-level martial artists, they were also slowly approaching in a fan shape, faintly forming an encirclement.

"Alas!"

Qin Yuntian sighed lightly, walked out of the crowd, and stood in front of the students, raising his hands and feet seemed to be slow and logical, but he just right to block the flying blood and others.

"Get out of here!"

Worried that Kong Ming would then chase after him and stop his plan to capture the new trainee as a hostage, he threw a punch without thinking, and his body still kept moving, and he rushed straight forward.

"Go back!"

Qin Yuntian's face sank, and he slapped it with a palm of his hand, the palm wind whistled, and instantly scattered the bloody fist, and then continued to surge towards the bloody fist.

Xueli's face changed greatly, and the figure of the forward pounce suddenly stopped, his arms crossed in front of him, and his whole body gushed out. However, the turbulence of the palm wind was still a big surprise to him, "kicking and kicking", and he took three steps back in a row before he could stand firmly.

"Martial Emperor?"

This thought immediately flashed in Xueli's mind, with the strength of his high-level martial king, he was forced to retreat by the other party with a palm, and looking at the relaxed appearance of the thin old man, it was obvious that he had not gone all out, except for the strong martial emperor, who could have this strength?

It's just that Xueli is already difficult to ride a tiger at this time, if he can't catch a few new students as hostages as soon as possible, and wait until Kong Ming comes over, he and the others will still be unable to escape death, so no matter whether the other party is a real martial emperor or not, he will always fight to the death.

"Let's get on it!"

With his mind racing, he screamed with a hideous face, and pounced viciously at Qin Yuntian with the junior martial king and the two martial monarchs, and he did his best to make a move, not daring to spare the slightest.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Qin Yuntian frowned, a brush suddenly appeared in his right hand, the brush looked unusual, Qin Yuntian held the pen in his hand, took care of himself in the air, and began to write, while whispering in his mouth:

"The wind in the sky is moving, and the drunken pen is a scholar in the rivers and lakes!"

Everything seemed to be slow and urgent, Qin Yuntianman groaned, wrote casually, and seemed to be calm, but he easily defused the offensive of the four people and counterattacked them one by one.

The word "Jiuxiao", Qin Yuntian wrote a book, like flowing clouds and water, chic and elegant, but when the last pen was closed, the pen hooked the throat of a martial artist, and the person suddenly fell to the ground.

The word "wind rises", Qin Yuntian was replaced with regular script, with the pen strong and sharp, the wind and bones are very different, when the pen is closed, the pen strokes through the chest and abdomen of another martial artist, the person fell to the sky, and died immediately.

The three words "Yuntian Movement" were replaced with the body of the stele, one stroke at a time like a knife carved with an axe and a chisel, and the last stroke was like a long sword and a big knife, slashing down obliquely, and when he landed, he spewed blood from the mouth of the junior martial king, and fell to the ground. However, he is also the strength of the Martial King, and he finally barely saved his life.

"Drunk pen Jianghu a scholar!" seven characters, is abruptly turned into wild grass, the gesture is wild and uninhibited, indulgent, informal, arbitrary, such as a storm, all to the blood shrouded down, although the blood is desperate to resist, but it is completely irresistible, for a time left and right, embarrassed.

The last stroke, that horizontal momentum like a bamboo, swept thousands of troops, swept away the scorching Qi of the blood, the volley when the pen was closed, it was even more bloody as if it had been hit hard, "kicking the ......" retreated seven or eight steps in a row, and when he stood firm, the corners of his mouth had overflowed with bright red blood.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Xueli couldn't help coughing lightly, looking at Qin Yuntian with a calm attitude in horror, and was about to say something, but suddenly his face changed, and he turned around and punched out.

It turned out that it was Kong Ming who finally chased after him unhurriedly, and easily smashed the fist that was sent out in a hurry by Xue Li, Kong Ming smiled for a long time: "Xueli, how is it, do you still refuse to admit defeat?"

"Okay, good you Kong Ming, you actually ambushed a Martial Emperor powerhouse and lured me in. Xueli stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on the side of his mouth, and smiled miserably: "Don't you introduce me to this senior master?"

Pretending not to listen to the mockery in Xueli's tone, Kong Ming smiled and introduced: "This is the one who was known as 'Drunken Pen Shocking the Sky, Pen Dispatching the Rivers and Lakes', 'Drunken Pen Scholar' Qin Yuntian Qin's predecessor, bloody and strong, now I know that I have lost unjustly, right?"