"What an absolute defense!"

Zhou Yang looked at Zhang Qing with a pale face like a shadow shooting out, and he was so happy that he almost fainted.

Zhang Qing's feet were not dusty, and he flew onto the platform of life and death alone, looking at Kong Xing, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Kong Xing thought that he was in his hands, but he didn't know that he killed Zhang Qing halfway, and felt Zhang Qing's cold eyes, and when he cleared his mind, he realized that something was wrong, and his eyes suddenly showed a trace of despair.

Zhang Qing also ignored Kong Xing, only to see that with a wave of his robe sleeves, the murderous Qiankun map in Kong Xing's hand flew lightly into his hand.

"This seat is not against life and death battles, but ......" Zhang Qing said in a deep voice: "However, you should never attack your companions indiscriminately with such a powerful treasure." As a martial artist, regardless of the lives of his fellow disciples, who will dare to hand over his back to you in the future!"

"This treasure is taken away by this seat, do you accept it, or do you not accept it?"

Although Zhang Qing was soliciting opinions, but there was no hint of solicitation in action, he didn't know what method to take, the Qiankun map was like a dumb fire in his hands, turning into a dead fish without moving, like waste paper into his sleeve, Zhang Qing took a deep look at Zhou Yang, lifted up, and flew away.

"Let you take care of the rest, little Zhouyang, don't overdo it. ”

Before leaving, Zhang Qing said.

Zhou Yang heard Zhang Qing's voice and his face was overjoyed. He turned his head, looked at Kong Xing, who was sweating coldly, and walked up with his sword.

Kong Xing, who has lost the Qiankun diagram, is like a lamb to be slaughtered, a tiger with its teeth, and can no longer pose any threat.

Although Zhou Yang was in tattered clothes at this time, his momentum was extraordinary, which made people feel the huge pressure contained in his body.

"Let him go, Zhou Yang, after all, he is just avenging his brother, and his feelings are forgivable. What's more, entering the Holy Hall is the same door, giving me a face, just as if this didn't happen, okay?" A high-level disciple of the seventh layer of Qi refining, Zhao Guang, who initially reprimanded Zhao Guang, a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall who was thunderous in the crowd, looked at the young man in cloth shirt on the stage and said.

Glancing at this disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall dressed in a gold-edged warrior uniform, Zhou Yang looked at the withered face of Kong Xing, remembering the tragic situation when he fought against Qiankun just now, his eyebrows locked, and he said coldly: "Let him go, do you want him to come back to seek revenge in the future, do you want him to force me to a place where there is no way to retreat again." No, if you don't die after fighting a tiger, you will suffer from death!"

A silver-white sword qi that was more than a foot long rolled out, and when it couldn't be released, it slashed towards Kong Xing, who had lost his soul.

"Ah......h

A miserable howl, another wisp of resentment was added to the stage of life and death.

Zhou Yang stood majestically on the stage with a sword, his expression was neither happy nor sad, and he did not have the joy of killing the enemy at all.

The battle just now was dangerous and dangerous. Relying on his good combat skills and rich experience, he thought that he could compete with the martial artists of the sixth layer of qi refining, but he didn't expect that there were many powerful magic weapons and magic weapons in this world, which were difficult to guard. If it weren't for Kong Xing's abuse of the treasure weapon and the accidental injury of his fellow disciples, which caused the high-level of the Templar to take action, today's outcome is still unknown.

Even at the last moment, Zhou Yang's character broke out and hastily created a defensive sword move of absolute defense, in front of this treasure weapon with innate power, he was so helpless that he could only passively resist. If Zhang Qing came half an hour late, no one knew if he would be able to hold on.

In the case of the initial battle advantage, it is early to be slashed with a sword.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yangjin shuddered. In future battles, we should learn from the lessons and lessons learned, and we should not blindly let the opponent go and let the opponent take advantage of it.

Zhou Yang's mind was racing, and he summed up the results of this battle, but he didn't expect this unintentional action to offend this law enforcement disciple Zhao Guang.

Seeing that Zhou Yang didn't pay attention to him at all, indifferent to his persuasion, killed Kong Xing with his backhand, and stood on the platform of life and death without looking at himself, Zhao Guang felt that he had been deeply hit.

As a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, he usually shows off his might, and no disciple sees him three points shorter. Now he is despised by a stinky boy with inferior qualifications, which makes Zhao Guang very uncomfortable.

"Sure enough, my eyes are above the top, and I don't even put them in my law enforcement hall. ”

A cold glint shot out of his eyes, and he looked at Zhou Yang, who was walking slowly down the stage, with a look of resentment. With a flick of the sleeves of his robe, Zhao Guang turned around and walked towards the main hall on the martial arts arena. At this moment, Lei Dong carefully observed this scene, and he was secretly happy in his heart, and followed in a frenzy.

In the world, a lot of hatred does not necessarily come from the hatred of killing a father, the hatred of taking a wife, and there are many unwarranted angers, or even a casual dialogue, which may push things in the opposite direction.

Zhou Yang didn't know that he had offended this law enforcement disciple because he rejected Zhao Guang's proposal, in his thoughts, Kong Xing just ignored his fellow disciples and arbitrarily cast the Qiankun Diagram and killed him, and he would never have thought that these twists and turns would happen.

Zhou Yang, who was carrying a long sword, was still dripping with red blood on the tip of the sword, and the murderous aura on his body was still unsubsidy, giving people a strong visual impact.

Walking off the stage, the surrounding disciples consciously stepped back and made way for him, not daring to look directly at him.

Several injured disciples looked at Zhou Yang with complicated expressions on their faces, half of them admired Zhou Yang In that case, except for the slight scratches on his body, the injuries were not serious, but instead created an absolute defense and persevered. And he and the others were so far away from the center of the battle, but they were embarrassed. The other half was due to the completely opposite performance of Zhou Yang and Kong Xing, which made them feel guilty about the initial ridicule.

Under this mood, the whole scene seems extremely eerie, there is no noise of cheering, but as silent as death. However, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhou Yang's body, as if welcoming a triumphant prince, watching the cloth-clothed young man slowly leave.

In the half-support and half-protection of Fang Dazhi and the others, Zhou Yang returned to the dormitory, and as soon as he walked to the bedside, he couldn't hold on anymore.

This battle was the hardest of all his battles.

Especially the confrontation with Qiankun Tu in the back, which consumed almost all of his mind and made him feel out of strength.

I just walked back, but with the support of a teenager's blood. Now, when I return to the dormitory, I can enjoy the care of my companions, and I can safely hand myself over to these people, and I feel physically and mentally exhausted when I feel relaxed.

Seeing Zhou Yang lying on the bed when he came back, Qingyun ran over in broken steps, lifted his head in pain, took out the pill on his body, and smeared the wound on Zhou Yang's body.

"Does it hurt?"

Fingertips crossed the gaps in the flesh and blood, Qing Yun held back her tears and asked softly.

Looking at Qingyun's concern and feeling the tingling pleasure coming from his fingertips, Zhou Yang smiled innocently and said, "It doesn't hurt." ”

"Fool. ”

"With so many injuries, how can it not hurt. You have to be careful in the future, and if you don't feel sorry for yourself like this, Senior Sister will not spare you. Qing Yun waved her fists and deliberately pretended to have a grinning expression, threatening Zhou Yang.

Fang Dazhi looked at the demeanor of the two, waved his hand at Du Yuan, and forcibly pulled out the muttering Pan Feng, leaving the space for the two young men and women