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The treasure knife suspended in mid-air moved along with the demon knife, and then, a voice exploded in the minds of everyone present. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Along with this voice, there was a panic like a plague, like lightning that began to spread and spread in the camp, enveloping everyone's hearts with an irresistible posture.

Old Lady Yin Feng, Murong Changqing, and the dean of the academy, as well as His Majesty the Emperor who cultivated in the True Spirit Realm, as well as many masters, these powerhouses who dominate one side in every place on weekdays, are like ordinary soldiers of the Six Kingdoms at this moment, in the face of great danger, they are so fragile, even children who are powerless are not as good as them.

The students with slightly lower concentration, in less than a moment, couldn't help the terrible pressure, panicked as if the camp had been burned, all of them fled frantically like frightened birds, and many of them also felt that they couldn't sit still.

In mid-air, the soul remnant of the sword idiot glanced at Zhuo Bufan, Zhuo Bufan nodded slightly, Fu Lin mind, the Qingfeng Sword slowly raised, waved, stirred, the sword forest in the void was affected, and it turned wildly, carrying a terrifying oppression as heavy as a mountain, making a terrible sound of shattering the void, with a momentum that destroyed the world and shook the soul, and roared.

If Hu Yidao is a sword is a lion, the king of the grassland, then the extraordinary sword is a bloodthirsty beast, as soon as the sword is out, vertical and horizontal, the whole person has been connected with the sword forest, fused into an incomparable, unstoppable terrifying sword pressure that can not be resisted by manpower, enveloping the audience.

"Daddy, I'm so uncomfortable. Murong Lingling's face was pale, and she tried her best to resist the sword pressure, but it was not something she could resist at all, and after a while, she felt difficult to breathe, as if a sword would suddenly come down from top and slash.

"Master, help us, I can't stand it anymore. Even Murong Tian, who has always been proud of himself, can't bear it.

Murong Changqing snorted lightly, and with a wave of his big hand, a pure blue true qi spread, forming a water curtain to protect the disciples of Murong Villa inside.

The old lady of Yin Feng was unmoved, and the strange-shaped crutch in her hand was lightly lifted, and when it fell, a shock wave of true qi spread, spreading around with her whole person as the center, and the terrifying sword pressure was shattered, but she could only offset the sword pressure within a radius of five meters with all her strength, and it was a little difficult to go up.

Xuan'er, Su Wan, Miao Xue, Zhang Qi, Ye Zixuan, Wang Sihai, Qiu Wu......

The younger generation tried their best to resist the terrifying sword pressure that filled the void with what they had learned, and the dean and some heavyweight managers shook their heads and smiled bitterly, showing their magic skills to counteract this sword pressure for the students.

The sword momentum and the sword momentum collided invisibly, Hu Yidao was obviously slightly inferior, and after a while, he fell into the downwind, Zhuo Bufan did not leave his hand, an incomparably sharp sword momentum, with a sharp edge that even the powerhouses of the True Spirit Realm felt creepy and rushed straight into the sky.

Under the shroud of the sword momentum, dozens of swords were suspended behind him, accompanied by a low roar, and from a distance of twenty steps, Zhuo Bufan slashed towards Hu with a sword in the void.

What was slashed out was not sword qi, nor sword light, but sword pressure, this sword pressure was even more terrifying than the sword pressure that enveloped the whole audience, so terrifying that it was almost suffocating, and dozens of swords were transformed, as if the sword rain collided with the oncoming sword rain.

Bang bang bang!

The sparks burst out, dazzling to the extreme, and a large number of iron filings fell like snowflakes.

The sword momentum and the sword momentum were intertwined, and the void was twisted for a while, as if it would be torn out at any moment.

A huge explosion exploded from the void, and the sparks left behind by the collision of swords flickered in the void, and the roar of thunder and explosions continued to resound through the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, Hu Yidao seemed to have been emptied of his internal organs, and his whole person collapsed weakly on the ground. The remnants of the soul of the Sword Emperor above his head loomed, extremely unstable, and could be blown away by the wind at any time.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spat out.

Hu Yidao's eyes flashed with dazzling light, he looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice rolled like thunder, even if he covered his ears, he couldn't stop the sound of piercing eardrums. The Phantom of the Sword Emperor disappeared with it, and dozens of treasure knives fell to the ground together under the effect of losing the movement of the sword. And when their owners picked them up, they found that these treasure knives, which were originally worth a thousand gold, were full of chips on the blades, and some even had cracks all over their bodies, which was miserable.

"Hu Yidao, how do you feel?" Wang Sihai helped Hu Yidao back.

Hu Yidao's breath was weak, revealing his blood-stained teeth: "I can't die." ”

"It's okay, his understanding of the sword is far above you, and it is not unjust to lose to you. ”

Hu Yidao's expression was sluggish, but he quickly returned to normal: "I know." ”

In the center of the venue, Zhuo Bufan stood with a sword, but his slender body was so majestic at the moment.

The disguised mask of the Thousand Illusions was torn apart in the battle just now, and a breeze blew the remains of the mask away, revealing his original appearance.

This face is not good-looking, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is ugly, but no one cares about his appearance at this moment.

There was silence.

After being silent for a while, someone spoke: "Zhuo Bufan, it's him, it's Zhuo Bufan, who was expelled by the vice president of Youth Academy. ”

"I guessed right, it was him. ”

"What is the origin of Zhuo Bufan, how can his sword strength be so skillful, Hu Yidao's sword strength is as fragile as a baby in front of him. ”

The chatter abounded, but it didn't take long for them to disappear, because they remembered something, something very important.

Today seems to be the Qingteng Banquet, a day for the proud sons of the three academies to compete and compete, even if he doesn't care whether he has been expelled or not, even if he Zhuo Bufan is a student of the Youth Academy, but he disguised himself as Tang San to represent the Evergreen Academy, what is going on, what does he want to do? Is it for the expulsion of the Youth Academy and let out a bad breath?

Is it really as simple as venting evil anger and retaliating and slapping the face?

The vice president of the Youth Academy had a very ugly face, Zhuo Bufan's matter had been going on for a while, and the dean Lin Qingfeng returned to the academy and asked a few words, but he only asked a few words, even if this kind of trivial matter was investigated, it was not a big deal, not to mention that for the entire Youth Academy, Lin Qingfeng's whereabouts were erratic, and he was in charge of the affairs of the college, even if he did something out of the ordinary, it was not a big deal. As time passed, the vice dean became more and more emboldened, and in order to please the Oriental College, he contributed his students and let them be punished.

Originally, this matter had passed, at least the vice dean thought so, but now...... It didn't seem to be like that, he felt that there were countless pairs of eyes falling on him, some curious, some questioning, nothing. But when he saw the two pairs of good show faces of the Oriental Academy, a wordless anger suddenly rose from the lower abdomen, I did what you said, and now you not only have no sympathy, but also fall into the ground, which is really hateful.

Just when he was nervous and in a trance, His Majesty the Emperor, who had just learned that Zhuo Bufan had been expelled from the academy, showed an extremely curious look on his face: "Vice President of the Youth Academy, I heard that this genius young man in front of me, Zhuo Bufan, right? Is he expelled by you? I am very curious, what is the reason for the fact that the academy can drive such a young genius out of the hospital. ”

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