Chapter Seventy-Six: Confronting the King of Mianyang

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As for ordinary students, they are simply not qualified to come to power.

"Now I announce that Dabi has officially begun. According to the qualifying... ”

"Slow!" At this moment, a mighty voice suddenly came from the sky above the Shexia School Palace.

I saw a war flying boat selected above the Qingyang School Palace, and on the deck of the flying boat stood a row of sergeants wearing black armor, at least hundreds of people. Looking at the group of sergeants, everyone only felt a bloody breath rushing towards them. The cultivation of these sergeants is not even lower than the first-order high-level, and the worst is also the first-order Great Perfection realm, and there are even many second-order junior or even second-order intermediate and advanced ones. Even the two people standing next to the leader actually had the cultivation of the second-order Great Perfection!

"Mianyang King, is there something wrong!" Dean Rou Zhi looked at Mianyang King coldly, with a bit of anger in his voice.

"Vice Dean Rouzhi, don't get me wrong, I just think that the Shexia School Palace is the No. 1 School Palace in Yundong, and there are many disciples from other schools today, so it's better to let the students under the Society guide them, how!"

After Mianyang Wang finished saying this, before Vice President Rouzhi spoke, several hot-blooded young people standing in the audience began to coax:

"I also ask the students of the Shexia School Palace to give me some advice!"

Among them, a man with extraordinary bearing slowly walked up to the stage and hugged his fists at the tutors in the Shexia School Palace:

"I have heard the name of the society for a long time, and I ask the dean for approval!"

With all that said, Dean Rou Zhi could only nod.

The young man with an extraordinary temperament and a faint trace of murderous aura on his body looked at the white clothes like electricity, and said coldly:

"I have long heard that the master of the social league is strong, and it just so happens that it is Zhao Tong, the first in the Qingyang School Palace, and I also ask the white-clothed classmates to give advice. ”

King Mianyang also flew down from the sky at this time, his eyes staring at the white clothes like a dead man. The moment Bai Yi saw the King of Mianyang, he only felt that the blood was boiling all over his body, and the killing intent in his heart could not be suppressed. looked at Zhao Tong and walked out slowly. Seeing Bai Yi walk out, Zhao Tong showed a cruel smile on his face:

"Classmate in white, this sword has no eyes, don't blame me for being too heavy!"

Bai Yi didn't look at him at all, but looked at King Mianyang with both eyes, and said coldly:

"If I accidentally cut off your head, don't blame me!"

When the King of Mianyang heard Bai Yi's words, an extremely terrifying and powerful murderous aura erupted all over his body, and his eyes were densely covered with bloodshots, and the cold killing intent slashed into everyone's hearts like a knife, making people's scalps tingle for a while!

Being despised like this, the killing intent in Zhao Tong's eyes became even stronger, and he bowed to the King of Mianyang, Zhao Tong went to the center of the high platform, and slowly pulled out his long sword!

A blood-red sword weapon, looking at the appearance of the sword weapon and Zhao Tong's momentum, it can be seen that Zhao Tong must have killed many people, and his cultivation is also a first-order high-level.

The white clothes' eyes were still on the King of Mianyang, and they didn't look at Zhao Tongyi at all. With such a posture in the white clothes, Zhao Tong's eyes became more and more cold, and the blood-red sword blade attacked the white clothes, and the fierce wind brought up was enough to make people's scalps tingle, and the air was full of sword roars.

Bell, the white-clothed long sword came out of the body at an incredible speed, and a sword met Zhao Tong with a sword in front of him, and a string of sparks splashed out from the blades of the two people. Under this sword, Zhao Tong actually felt that his hands were a little numb!

The first sword of the Nine Swords of the Stacked Waves!

As soon as the two blades separated, they collided together again at a faster speed, and a string of brighter sparks splashed up. The bright blade flashed with a cold glow. Zhao Tong's hands were sore, and the numbness was once again a little stronger!

The third sword in white was actually one point faster and stronger than the previous sword, and between the collision of blades, Zhao Tong only felt that a huge force came from the household, and what he couldn't stand the most was that a concussive force came along the blade of the white cloth, and his hand was a little numb!

The fourth sword in white was so fast that he couldn't see the shadow of the sword clearly, only a loud sound was heard, and there seemed to be the sound of angry waves on the blade, this sword was far more powerful than before.

The nine swords of the stacked waves at the level of Xiaocheng, plus the application of the swordsmanship realm of weightlifting!

With a bang, the long sword in Zhao Tong's hand actually came out of his hand under this distance and trembling power.

Zhao Tong panicked, watching Bai Yi come over step by step, Zhao Tong accidentally fell to the ground in fear, looked at Bai with a frightened face, and said again and again:

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

Bai Yi looked at King Mianyang coldly as if he hadn't heard it, and said word by word:

"The sword has no eyes, don't blame my sword for accidentally cutting off your head. ”

Seeing the white clothes approaching, Zhao Tong screamed in fright:

"Ahh

With a bang, a sword in white slashed Zhao Tong's head, and a good head flew into the sky, just falling at the feet of King Mianyang.

The whole scene was silent and silent, so silent that there was not the slightest sound.

The white clothes took a few steps closer to the King of Mianyang, a face was as deep as an ocean, and the dark pupils shone with a terrible luster, and said to the King of Mianyang word by word:

"King Mianyang, this sword has no eyes, and I accidentally cut off a head, which shocked my seniors, I'm really sorry!"

Mentor Canglang's qi locked on King Mianyang, once he dared to make a move, Mentor Canglang would definitely stop it at the first time. Although there were 10,000 impulses that wanted to crush the white clothes to death, the King of Mianyang could only hold back at this moment. Thinking of the head of the county lord of Mianyang who was hung up in white, his eyes were like a dark fire, and he said coldly:

"This king has seen 600,000 heads, what are these two for!"

The dark eyes of the white clothes seemed to be burning, and the dark light seemed to swallow all the light.

"Is there anything else to challenge!" Dean Rou Zhi said, interrupting the confrontation between Bai Yi and the King of Mianyang.

Everyone looked at Zhao Tong, who was the number one on the list of Qingyang Academy, who was still rolling on the ground and bleeding, and thought that a random white-clothed four swords had defeated Zhao Tong, where was there any challenge idea.

"Since you don't have anything to challenge, let's start the volleyball competition!"

In the Qingyang Palace, a group of maids screamed one by one and cursed one after another.

"This untouchable is a pariah, he doesn't pay attention to benevolence and morality at all, everyone admits defeat and wants to kill him. It's like a beast!"

"Don't worry, look at how the third prince cleans up this beast in human skin!"