Chapter 245: The Game of the Realm Powers (4)

Hearing this, the corners of Liu Miao's mouth rose slightly, and said, "That's it, you're right, I can really only stop one of the three of you, but"

The man in Tsing Yi suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he still had a somewhat far-fetched smile on his face: "But what?!"

At this moment, even a fool can see that Liu Miao can say this, obviously relying on it in his heart. And in Liu Miao's opinion, being able to rely on him in his heart is enough to deal with the current situation.

"But the only realm powerhouse in Dawn Academy is not the bastard on the ground!"

The overwhelming power of the realm suddenly poured down from the sky, and then, a long river of silver light that was dozens of meters wide flowed down from the sky like a waterfall, and the long river of silver light mixed with countless thunder and lightning swept half of the dome in an instant, and was tumbled and stirred together with the thunderclouds above the head.

In the long river of silver light, a silver figure can be faintly seen.

"This guy really won't give up if he doesn't take advantage of me"

Facing the stunned gazes of Liao Cangtian and the others, Liu Miao just shrugged her shoulders, and immediately complained helplessly to the sky, but there was a sly smile on her face.

Seeing a figure in a golden helmet and silver armor gradually walking out of the long river of silver light, the originally calm face of the man in Tsing Yi was finally broken, and with a hint of doubt, the man in Tsing Yi pointed at the silver knight in disbelief and said, "You are the head of the Silver Armor Knight Order of Dawn Academy, Li Yang?!"

Li Yang casually pulled out a brilliant spear from the silver light river, slammed it in the air, and let out a dull loud sound, "Isn't it strange, the Three Musketeers of the Sword Sect are known as the ghost swordsmen who are most likely to inherit the mantle of the Sword Demon, Song Zhihua." ”

The man in green clothes, he should be called the ghost swordsman Song Zhihua now, I saw Song Zhihua looking at Li Yang in mid-air with a pale face, and at the end, he refocused his gaze on Liu Miao, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "It seems that your support is him, but do you think that with the two of you, you can stop the three of us, hum!"

"Hey, the old man is a lot older, and he still has to fight with a group of you juniors, I really don't respect the old and love the young at all. ”

As soon as Song Zhihua's words fell, the space around Li Yang suddenly became distorted, the old voice, the tall figure wrapped in the black cloak, and the momentum of a powerful realm powerhouse that was not weaker than Li Yang at all.

Another powerful terrain powerhouse!

Liu Miao patted Cangyue's jade hand lightly, and then jumped to Li Yang and the others, with a slightly hideous smile on his face, and an extremely powerful momentum erupted on his body.

"I wonder if there are enough people this time?" (to be continued......)