Brush! The afterimage of blood was scraped on the ring, and the waves rolled over the clouds and bullied up, aiming at Morey is a heavy punch, and in the midst of the rolling blood, an illusory fist shadow came out through his arm! It was unremarkable, it was this simple punch, but it made Morey's complexion change greatly, and his body was firmly targeted by the power of this punch, and he felt that he couldn't dodge it no matter what. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

With his hands raised, Morey's body burned with strange black flames, forming a thick barrier.

Dark Flame Wall!In the dual cultivation of demonic martial arts, the superior demonic martial arts are fused with defensive enchantments.

The waves rolled over the clouds with a cruel grin, the fist momentum did not change, and the blood-colored fist shadow exploded with a "boom", and slammed down on the dark flame wall.

The dark wall of flames collapsed in an instant, and Morey's body was blasted backwards, and his feet were on the granite ring, plowing two deep furrows. The audience was in an uproar and exclaimed. The situation of this challenge is really weird and changeable, the situation has taken a sharp turn, but it has turned around in an instant.

Although he tried his best to endure it, Morey could not resist the violent surge of qi and blood, and opened his mouth to spew out a large mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were faintly painful from the shock of this punch. The narrow eyes were full of disbelief, he couldn't even take a single move from him?

With a bloodthirsty sneer on his lips, Lang Chuyun stepped forward.

Click! The right foot hit the ground, and a spiderweb-like crack was stepped on the granite! And with every step, the cracked lines spread across the granite, and the strong breath overwhelmed Morey, and his face was a little pale, flushed strangely.

The distance between Lang Chuyun and Morey is at least seven zhang, but the silver-haired and blood-eyed Lang Chuanyun chose to walk over step by step, and the granite that was constantly being trampled was like Morey's nerves at the moment, and cold sweat slipped down his sideburns drop by drop.

Finally, Morey's fighting spirit suddenly exploded, and the qi that shook off the waves and clouds locked on, and his body was turned to the side like electricity, and he absconded in fear.

"I want to run" Lang Chuyun sneered, the five fingers of his left hand became claws, and two blood-colored light rope spirit snakes caught up with Morey like a vine along his legs. Morey's eyes tightened, the blood-colored light rope was like a chain forged from the cold iron of the deep sea, tightly binding himself, his hands and feet could not move, desperately urging the fusion impact of fighting energy and magic power, but he could not break free from this strange blood-colored light rope, but was invaded by blood in his body, disrupting his breath, and the magic power of fighting energy was scattered in the meridians.

The faces of the masters on the table also changed, especially the teaching director of the Magic Department of the Bright Academy, his face sank like water, if he looked closely, some people would be surprised to find that this person was very similar to Morey's eyebrows.

Lang Chuyun smiled evilly, his left hand was raised, Morey's body was lifted in the air, and a nervous look appeared on his face for the first time, this invincible genius, at this moment, all arrogance was gone, only helplessness remained.

The wave rolled over the ape's arm as tight as a full crossbow, and his right fist slammed out.

The blood-colored fist shadow slammed heavily on Morey's chest, splashing a blood mist, and Morey's white neck and face were suddenly covered with blood. But the waves did not mean to stop, the strength of the last punch did not disappear, and the next punch came surgingly.

Morey's eyes were frightened, and he hurriedly laid an enchantment in front of him, but in front of the blood-colored fist shadow, all of Morey's methods seemed pale and powerless, like paper.

Bang bang bang!! Morey was in mid-air with a blood-colored punch, his body swinging back and forth like the pendulum needle of a clock, and the wave of the clouds punched one after another, one punch faster than the other. In the blink of an eye, Morey's tendons were broken and fractured, his facial features were painfully twisted together, his face was red and purple, and large strands of blood foamed out of his mouth.

"Uncle"! The veins on his neck were bare, and Morey squeezed out a desperate cry for help from his throat, almost screaming. As early as when Morey was severely injured, the director of the Magic Department of the Bright Academy could no longer sit still, he could see that Lang Chuyun was going to kill the killer, regardless of his identity, Morey was his own nephew.

Hum!

"Stop" With this sound of stopping, a ball of thunder and lightning light, condensed to the extreme, suddenly attacked towards the waves and clouds.

The waves turned over the clouds and didn't look back, and roared angrily: "Go back to your position!"

With a flick of his right arm, a blood-colored horse swept out.

The thunderbolt shattered in response, and the blood-colored force was like a bamboo, and it struck directly into Uncle Morey's chest.

Poof! flew back upside down, spewing a bloody arrow in the air, and slammed back into his seat, crushing the wooden chair to pieces. Everyone was shocked, Lang Chuyun's left palm tightened, and Morey suddenly arrived in front of him, and his right hand like iron tongs held Morey's ankle: "Cry to me!"

"Don't you think" Morey's eyes were torn, and he was still fighting.

Without any mercy, the big hand of the waves tightened inch by inch, crushing Morey's ankle inch by inch.

Ahh Lang Chuyun unhurriedly put his big hand on Morey's shoulder, and said word by word: "Cry to me!"

Morey trembled in pain, and was about to speak, but this hesitation made Lang Chuyun lose his patience.

The terrible sound of cracking bones sounded again, and after the inhuman screams, Morey finally wept bitterly, and tears could not stop overflowing his eyes. The waves rolled over the clouds and raised Morey upside down, and his right fist thundered out.

With a "bang", Morey's body slammed into the hard granite, the gravel burst out, and Morey lay on his back, tears streaming down his face, his body twitched slightly, and he could only hum a moan like a gossamer.

Lang Chuyun smiled contemptuously: "Waste!"

It was only then that Morey's uncle got up from a bone on the ground, and the energy accumulated in his chest gradually calmed down under the fluctuation of magic power, and he was secretly surprised in his heart that the cultivation of the waves and clouds was so strong.

Although it is lighter to shoot by himself, but he is the strength of the ninth-level intermediate level, and it is impossible for this kid to be able to compete with a casual blow, but now he is beaten to the ground, which is not to be underestimated.

These are still secondary, and more are angry! In front of tens of thousands of people, he, the teaching director of the Bright Academy, is considered to be disgraced! Thinking of this, his face suddenly became distorted, and there was a resentful look in his eyes: "Vice Dean, save my nephew!"

Casillas smiled slightly: "Criston, you can take care of your injuries."

Casillas turned to the waves that were coming to Morey in the middle of the field and raised his hand: "Waves and clouds, in this game, we admit defeat." ”

The waves turned a deaf ear and still walked towards Morey, who was paralyzed on the ground. Casillas frowned slightly: "That's enough, you've won, and that's the end of the challenge." ”

The waves shook his body for a moment, and his blood-colored eyes glanced at Casillas: "I said that he must die today!"

Morey, who was lying on his back on the ground, heard the sound of the waves rolling over the clouds like the Nine Shadows Shura, and trembled in horror, wanting to move his body, but the bones in his body seemed to be broken inch by inch, and the slightest movement was a painful pain. The nerves of the whole person were tense like a bowstring about to break, and the pain was so cold that cold sweat flowed, and the clothes on his body were soaked with sweat and blood.

Casillas darkened slightly: "The majesty of my Academy of Light cannot be desecrated. The tone was solemn.

Li Mochou sneered: "Here, no one can save the people that my Wa Emperor Sect wants to kill." The waves turned over the clouds and his bloody eyes froze: "I will break your bullshit rules!"

Drink! The waves burst into tears, blood shot out, and with one hand, a giant blood blade three feet long condensed out. Across the heavens and the earth, he slashed at Morey, who was lying on the ground.

Casillas's eyes were instantly sharp, the vast magic power was like the wind, and his beard was fluttering: "Hands."

At the order of the vice dean, the heads of the departments of the Bright Academy used their magic power, and the overwhelming magic rained down, but except for Christon, everyone else cast magic that imprisoned their ability to move.

The people of the Wa Emperor Sect did not slack off, and they each made their own moves, fighting with the teachers of the Bright Academy, but strangely, the masters of the Principality of Great Xia did not make a move, and Murong Ba did not come forward to mediate. On the ring, it was colorful and dazzling for a while.

The blood-colored light blade condensed by the waves and clouds was submerged in it in an instant, and a series of high-level binding magic wrapped around the light blade, and the sword was deflected, slashing diagonally at Morey's side.

There was a crackling sound, and a dark crack was angrily split, several feet long, and Morey's eyes were wide open, which really frightened his heart. As soon as his left ear moved, a powerful wave of magic power fell from the sky.

A huge lightning bolt suddenly fell like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

The ninth-level thunder magic thunder falls in the nine heavens.

Boom!! giant lightning smashed down the waves and rolled over the clouds, and the blood flashed, and the shield popped out. The shield was smashed and trembled, and the powerful power of thunder and lightning rushed into the body of the waves, and the outside of the body was sizzling, flashing with a faint blue lightning.

But the people of the Bright Academy didn't know that after the disciples of the Wa Emperor Sect entered the body, they had to go to the Ten Thousand Thunder Valley to receive the thunder into the body, otherwise with just this blow, the waves would explode and die. However, this lightning seemed to be only the beginning, the clear sky suddenly changed, the clouds surged and gradually darkened, spinning a huge vortex that changed the color of the heavens and the earth, and the depths of the vortex were full of electric snakes, containing a strong and powerful coercion.

Zhao Min's eyes were angry: "Christon." His subordinates were ruthless and anxious to kill Casillas in order to save the waves.

Christon smiled coldly, ignoring the rest of the academy at all, his hands kept moving, and he spit out the last spell, and the Dao Heavenly Thunder in the depths of the whirlpool came with a bang, and the sleeves of his robe rolled up, rescuing Morey from the ring at the moment when the thunder and lightning came.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!!

Violent loud noises one after another, the previous giant lightning had already locked the breath of the waves and clouds, and thousands of heavenly thunders slashed into the waves and clouds one by one, accepting the baptism of the power of heaven and earth. The granite ring was split into powder in an instant, and the field was filled with gravel and dust.

Everyone's hearts were hanging in an instant, and Anna even raised her heart to her throat, and couldn't help but rush to the ring hurriedly.

The power of heavenly thunder destroyed the body of the waves and clouds. When the dust and smoke cleared, only a charred body remained on the ruins of the collapsed ring. Christon's eyes are cold, secretly proud, making you crazy, isn't he buried here at this moment, he deserves it!

But before Christon could be happy, a crisp sound was heard. It's very slight, like a butterfly flapping its wings. It fell into Christon's ears, but it was like thunder. The charred black pieces were shattered, revealing the withered waves and clouds inside, and the clothes on his body had already turned to ashes when the thunder came.

The next moment, in the stunned eyes of everyone, the flesh and blood that had been squeezed by the power of heavenly thunder rose at a speed visible to the naked eye, the wounds on the body were healed in the blink of an eye, the silver hair on the top of the head sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and the blood-red energy lingered in the lower body. Lang Chuyun has long hair up to his waist, his eyes are red, and he stands naked in the wind, as if possessed by a demon god.

Roar!! The waves roared in the sky, and the volley jumped in the air, pointing directly at Criston and Morey's uncle and nephew. The anger was monstrous, the waves shook the clouds and the tiger's body shook, and the blood swept out of the body like a sweep of the sky, and in the muffled sound, the high platform was torn apart, and the faces of the two uncles and nephews of Christon changed greatly.

The fist wind was cold, and the waves rolled over the clouds and blasted out three punches faster than lightning in the air, and the three blood-colored fist shadows finished in the glyph, and roared down. Christon was like a great enemy, his face was full of solemnity, the light in his hand flashed, a delicate staff was revealed, the purple magic core at the top was blazing, and a thunderous enchantment instantly bounced.

A disciple of the Wa Emperor Sect was forced to use his magic wand to resist, Christon smiled bitterly in his heart, no matter what today, the Bright Academy and his reputation were ruined.

Boom!! Three explosions rang out one after another, and the barrier shook violently, and Criston and Morey inside seemed to have been smashed into the ground by a giant hammer, and a deep pit with a radius of more than a foot was unprovoked. Christon's breath was sluggish in his chest, and the violently trembling barrier was about to collapse, and a look of despair rose in his eyes and Morey's.

At this moment, the waves and clouds are only afraid that they are stronger than the innate peak holy realm, and they are not far behind.

Bang! Another punch fell, and the thunder barrier shattered. The waves rolled into the clouds, and the corners of his mouth brought an evil smile, which made people feel creepy. Almost at the same time, Criston and Morey subconsciously lost their voices and shouted: "Help".

The waves turned into knives, and the thick blood surrounded them, and the broken gold and stone were not a problem, slashing at the throats of Christon and Morey like a scythe of death. The uncle's and nephew's faces were like earth, and they closed their eyes together.

Suddenly, a coercion descended, and the arm of the waves suddenly froze in place, and a layer of invisible power enveloped itself, rippling like water, even if the waves and clouds were running, all the wolf power in the body could not be shaken.

In front of him, Christon's tightly closed eyelids trembled a few times, as if sensing a hint of something wrong, he tried to squint a little slit, and when he saw the waves and clouds frozen in place like a sculpture, he let out a long breath.

Noticing the powerful energy fluctuations, Christon bowed, "See the Dean." ”

The waves rolled their eyes upward, and they struggled to aim at the edge of the deep pit, and an old man stood indifferently in the air. Yuebai** law robe, a long staff as white as jade, white hair, white beard and white hair, double pupils like torches, strong spirits, long and straight figure, it doesn't look as old as it looks like on the outside, but the ravines on the face show that this magician is at least more than 100 years old.

"Criston, take your nephew with you! The old man's voice was like a spring breeze, and there was an awe-inspiring majesty in his kindness.

"Yes" Christon took the badly injured Morey and flew out of the pit, and when he left, he glanced at the silver-haired and blood-eyed waves. The old man raised his staff lightly, and the waves and clouds were held up by a volley of soft force, and then with a wave of one hand, the milky white light rippled in the messy martial arts arena.

With the high platform as the center, the earth began to distort, forming a vortex with an astonishing suction force, and the people in the field couldn't help but squint their eyes, their clothes were blown by the strong wind, and their long hair flew wildly. Broken wood and gravel were ingested into it, and the center of the whirlpool became smaller and smaller, until it calmed down, and everything in the arena was restored to its original state, but the ring built was all gone.

"The dean of the Contemptible Bright Academy, the Demon Master of the Bright Empire's Sanctuary Herbert, announced the end of this exchange between the Bright Academy and the disciples of the Wa Emperor Sect. The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears, and at the same time, the milky white light was like a giant blessing technique, sprinkled on everyone in the field, and the sky seemed to be raining light, and the nervous and restless mood calmed down for a moment.

As soon as the names of the Holy Demon Guide of the Bright Empire and the Dean of the Bright Academy were revealed, the order in the audience was no longer in a panic and they left the venue one after another.

Before Herbert finished speaking, a person's voice sounded from somewhere, and he said slowly: "Wrong, not only can't you leave, you also have to stay here, the sect master ordered, those who offend my Wa Emperor Sect will be punished even if they are far away!"

The voice is so smart, ethereal, and unpredictable, and the voice is so cold and ruthless that it makes people shudder, but it is so soft, delicate, and breathtaking. There is no one in the world who hears this voice and can forget it.

The earth and the sky seem to have become full of murderous intent and chill because of this faint sentence, and the sky is full of sunset, and it seems that it has lost its color because of this sentence.

A figure in white had come down from the sunset in the sky to them.

She didn't know where she came from or how she came here.

Her clothes are fluttering, like riding the wind, she is white, her long hair is like clouds, she is graceful, like a fairy, but her appearance can no one describe, just because no one in the world dares to look up at her.

She seems to be born with a terrifying magic, an irresistible magic, she seems to be forever on top, and people can't look up to it!

What an appearance similar to God.

Zhao Min's eyes shook suddenly, and a ghostly figure flashed, easily subduing Casillas. But I saw a woman with plain and elegant clothes and a face hidden in the heavy veil, suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Min, her figure was graceful and slender, her hair was knotted and high, even if she couldn't see her flowers, she also felt her elegant demeanor compelling.

Zhao Min just glanced at it, and an irresistible thought arose in his heart, and he immediately knew the identity of the other party. Everyone in the audience stopped, and their hearts were attracted by this peerless woman who suddenly appeared.

Zhao Minjiao said in a coquettish voice: "The disciples of the Wa Emperor Sect welcome Elder Yue and Elder Zhu Yuyan to come in person?"

Zhang Danfeng and Anna also gathered around to meet the elder. And Herbert, the Demon Master of the Sanctuary Domain, is now desperately sad, and as soon as he finished speaking, he was embarrassed by Invite Yue's Ming Yugong and Flower Shifting Dafa Attack, and all the magic and martial arts were counterattacked by Invite Yue with another layer of strength. The Sanctuary Magister Herbert wanted to get out and leave, but there was a jade dragon girl next to him who stared at her with ill intentions, and was finally seriously injured and captured.

After this battle, Christon and his nephew Morey were killed by the waves, more than 30 faculty members of the Bright Academy were killed and wounded, more than 10 were killed, and the dean and vice president were captured. Murong Ba wanted to let everyone from the Bright Academy leave, but was angered by Zhao Min because of the Standing Aside of the Great Xia master just now, so he shirked and couldn't make the decision, and only said that he would wait for An Wenxuan to come back to deal with it, which made Murong Ba extremely dissatisfied.