Everyone was shocked, what kind of defense is this, why didn't you see it in the morning and seven nights, it seems that it was really our king who crossed the level and made him feel a huge pressure.

The corners of Sijay's mouth lifted up into his trademark wicked grin, as if the whole world was under his control.

A hint of strangeness flashed in the corner of Yang Xiaotian's eyes, "Zheng." Ling'er's sword slammed into the circular shield. Yang Xiaotian felt that he had hit a boulder, and there was a sharp pain in the palm of the sword holder, and what was even worse, the boulder was still moving quickly in the direction of Yang Xiaotian, and in an instant, he was bounced out by the circular shield, Yang Xiaotian felt a surge of air in his chest, "Uh!" A stream of blood spurted out.

The crowd showed a look of shock, it seems that there is still a big difference between our Nancheng Academy and the Eastern Capital Royal Academy, and the king of our academy who has crossed the level has been crushed to this point when he encounters someone from the same realm of their academy.

"Today you must die. Xijie poured out in the direction of Yang Xiaotian, and his eyes wanted to swallow Yang Xiaotian alive.

"Today you must die!" The words lingered in Yang Xiaotian's ears, and suddenly his eyes released a fine light, it was him, the purple-haired youth of the Valley of Mist. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, clenched Ling'er's long sword with both hands, closed his eyes and felt it, as if the human sword was one, and suddenly drew towards the void, and a sharp sword appeared, constantly extending forward, as if dividing everything in front of him into two, forming an obvious sword qi groove, accompanied by a whistling sound.

"Sword Ring!"

"It seems to be more powerful than before. The other sighed.

"Could it be that his realm has broken through one level again. ”

Fuyun felt the powerful momentum of this sword roar and hurriedly stepped back. Suddenly, a pair of silk-thin wings appeared on his back, the wings were transparent, but the wing bones in the middle were clearly visible. He flapped his wings a few times, and the man actually rose into the air, and disappeared like a flying crane in the clouds.

"This scene is so familiar. Someone said.

Sijay smiled weirdly, worthy of being a brother, even dying in the same way.

Suddenly, a huge halberd fell from the sky, accompanied by a whistling sound, which made people faint.

Everyone was shocked and sighed, "It's a pity!" and even some people couldn't bear to look directly and lowered their heads and closed their eyes.

The corners of Yang Xiaotian's mouth rose slightly, I just want you to fly.

"Lightning and thunder!" Suddenly, lightning erupted from the mouth of the purple gold giant bone dragon, like flying swords rushing towards Fuyun, Fuyun didn't expect Yang Xiaotian to have this move at all, he was originally flying quickly from top to bottom, and now if he wants to change direction, it can only be fine-tuned, due to the huge inertia, it is impossible for him to reverse the direction at all, otherwise his flying wings will be directly broken.

I saw that he looked desperate, why did he come here to stand out for others for a mere 30,000 soul coins! Originally, with his extraordinary talent and strong actual combat, he had already been valued by his family, and the key cultivation of the academy had an unlimited future, but now it was too late.

"Bang Bang!" all the lightning bolts pierced through Fuyun's body like flying swords, and without even shouting, they made a free-fall movement.

"Ten thousand swords pierced!" exclaimed one of the people in the crowd.

I saw that Fuyun fell heavily on the battle platform, his face was like charcoal, his hair was like iron wire, and the whole person was lifeless.

At this time, a healer came up to the stage to check. Then he shook his head. There was no heartbeat at all.

Xijie's face turned pale and sat on the ground, how can this be good, Fuyun is the leader of the Eastern Capital Royal Academy, and the most important junior of the Bai family in the imperial capital Xuanyue City! Now that he has died in the Nancheng Academy, how can he deal with it, after all, he invited him by himself, and the anger of the Bai family is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Yang Xiaotian glanced at the scorched black floating clouds, and then turned his head to look at Xi Jie, with a cold murderous aura in his eyes.

Xijie felt the sharp eyes, he followed the eyes, just collided with Yang Xiaotian's gaze, and immediately, the four eyes were facing each other, as if two fires were burning in the air, and like two water columns were instantly frozen in the air. In short, both of them know that they will be like fire and water from now on, intolerable to each other, and when the time comes, the new and old accounts will be counted together, either you will die or I will die.

Yang Xiaotian put away his gaze, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was full of hope for the future, kill you, sooner or later, and then turned around and left.

He went to the secret store first and paid off the rest of the soul coins. Then he walked towards the bamboo hut openly, he wanted to tell everyone that he and his brothers were in retreat and cultivation in the bamboo hut. In the end, he took advantage of the night to step into the misty forest, and even the members of the Mist Alliance who were guarding the door did not notice it.

Yang Xiaotian stepped into the misty forest again, no longer strange, but he felt pressure on his body that he had never felt before. In the past, he was accompanied by his brothers every time, and he had each other to rely on when he encountered problems, and he was traveling lightly at that time, but now he was alone, going to the forbidden place of the academy where the third-order and fourth-order soul beasts were infested at every turn, the Valley of Mist, if there was a fairy grass blood lotus in the empire, then it must be in the Valley of Mist, for the sake of Seven Nights, he had to take this risk.

He ran all the way through the forest, shuttling between the trees and grasses, five days and five nights without stopping, he relied on his memory, looking around for the entrance to the Valley of Mist, a glimmer of heaven, he didn't find it for a long time, he came to the edge of the cliff, wandering, he really couldn't find a line of sky, he jumped from here, jumped into the waterhole or the giant tree is very likely, but then he thought, when the time comes, how to get out?

At this moment, there was a night howl of the ghost wolf on the right hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Xiaotian's mouth, it is really an endless road! Last time, I met two ghost wolves at the exit of the first line of heaven, the first time was in the valley, when I helped Xijie kill a ghost wolf, and then came out of the valley, Xijie wanted to kill himself and kill his mouth, it was a group of ghost wolves who saved him, both times near the first line of heaven, and through the inside and outside, indicating that the ghost wolves lived near the first line of heaven, so the first line of heaven was very likely to be there.

So he ran along the edge of the cliff, in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, in less than an hour, he finally came to this familiar steep slope, exhaled lightly, and finally found it, thinking to himself, maybe the ghost wolf was his lucky soul beast. So he walked down the steep slope, and a long line of heaven that was only the width of one or two people appeared before his eyes, and he slowly descended inside, listened to the movement inside, and made sure that there was no sign of any living thing, and then strode inside. If he encountered a soul beast in this, even a second-order soul beast would be enough for him, so he was extremely cautious.