Feng Ling never said a word, with a twist of her wrist, she pulled a sword flower, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Luo Xingchen, and her tone was indifferent, "Come down!" ”

This provocative action did not make Luo Xingchen angry, but ordered his subordinates with great interest, "This little girl is mine, don't move, the rest... Kill! ”

The tone was careless, as if it was not a human being killed, but just a herd of livestock.

More than a dozen black-robed people did not dare to disobey Luo Xingchen's order, nodded respectfully, and then their figures instantly turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared.

The black-robed man disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, which suddenly made these inexperienced students, like frightened birds, panic.

Feng Ling's eyes were like lightning, and her gaze suddenly fell behind a boy not far away.

I saw that a black mist suddenly condensed behind the student, and a pair of hands like ghost claws stretched out from the black mist and attacked the boy's back heart.

"Whoosh!"

Feng Ling didn't think about it, and directly threw the spirit sword in his hand.

"Poof!"

The spirit sword directly cut off the ghost claw, and the black mist disappeared instantly.

The pitch-black ghost claw on the ground, because of inertia, moved, frightened the boy's face, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of fear...

Luo Xingchen sat cross-legged in mid-air, watching the farce below, and even put his hand into his arms, took out a bag of melon seeds from his arms, and tasted the melon seeds gracefully, watching the play.

It's just that this play is going to kill people!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

When the soldiers saw the shadow, they immediately opened fire, but the bullet penetrated the shadow and did not pose any threat to the shadow.

Although some students were so frightened that their bodies stiffened and could not move, there were also students who took up arms and fought.

Ring color a chubby face, no usual hanger, full of dignified color, holding a string of Buddha beads in his left hand, those Buddha beads carved into the appearance of the Buddha, at a glance, you know that it is extraordinary, it is a rare magic weapon.

In the other hand, he held the talisman, his eyes wary.

Xuanji held the dust whisk in his left hand and the talisman in his right hand, with a touch of rejection on his handsome and white face.

Behind Gong Qing stood a dried corpse, he was a corpse, that dried corpse was pitch black, the bones were harder than steel, and it had C-level combat power.

The rest of the students are not hiding and are showing their housekeeping skills.

"Whoosh!"

A black shadow condensed above Jiese's head, and a broken blade slashed directly at Jiese's head.

"Bang!"

As soon as Xuanji shook off the dust, the white silk of the dust skyrocketed instantly, like a white spirit snake, directly wrapped around the pitch-black claw, and shook it off;

The black shadow was thrown a few meters away, fell to the ground, and quickly disappeared into black mist.

Another black mist suddenly appeared in front of a boy, and the black-robed man appeared too suddenly, and before the boy could react, the sharp blade had already pierced through his heart.

"Poof!"

The blade was drawn, blood splattered, and the boy took one last look at the world that made him reluctant and slowly closed his eyes.

"Ahh It's scary! It's scary! ”

Luo Yuzhu was so frightened that she trembled when she saw this recruitment, even though she was surrounded by soldiers who protected her, she still felt unsafe, and grabbed Pan Yuwei tightly with one hand, "Yuwei, we won't die, right?" ”

Pan Yuwei's eyes always stared at Luo Xingchen, who was sitting cross-legged in mid-air and swallowing melon seeds, with admiration in her eyes, and she didn't hear Luo Yuzhu's words clearly at all.

Even though Luo Xingchen is a person of death and a demon in the eyes of everyone, Pan Yuwei is not afraid, and even looks forward to it....

That handsome young man, be able to look at her!