A group of demon beasts have words of suffering.

What's going on?

Suddenly add bafi?

Wang Guoquan, who was watching from afar in the city, saw this scene with a smile in his eyes, and his sorrow flashed away.

"Lord Wang Guan, I'm going to play?"

He Zhonglei's voice sounded, and he was a little behind Wang Guoquan.

Wang Guoquan shook his head, his tone bitter, "This is the rule. ”

The latest national regulations: "If you don't go out of the Apocalypse Pass, you are not higher than the three major realms, and there are no enemies in the seven realms, and monks above the six realms are not allowed to make a move." ”

“...”

He Zhonglei thought about the incomprehensible regulations, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he stopped talking.

An angel fell, taking away 5 Four Realm Spiritual Awakeners, and the blood spilled was sucked by the demon beast, making it even more crazy.

In the corner of the city wall, there is a small road, where it leads, no one knows, at this moment there are many people standing in front of the path, most of them are an adult with a group of young people.

Standing relatively high in front is a middle-aged woman, on her left and right stood a pair of teenagers and girls, the young eyebrows are clear, if there is no pride in the eyes, the girl's eyebrows are like jade, and a sword is crossed by the waist.

It was obvious that the middle-aged woman was a teacher of two people, her eyes were full of blood red, if she hadn't brought her students here, she would have gone down to kill the demon.

One of the new national regulations: "When you are not in office, you can kill the enemy wantonly below the six realms." ”

The middle-aged woman turned around and said in a serious tone: "You are all geniuses of various academies in Great Xia this year, you should remember this picture well." ”

"It is precisely because of these people who fight for us that there are thousands of lights behind the closure, so that you can grow up safely and ordinary people can live safely."

"I'm Zhou Xiafei, a first-year teacher at Lingwu Academy, let me ask you, now that you're down, can anyone dare?"

The shouting and killing sound was deafening, and Zhou Xiafei's words clearly reached the ears of every student.

One of the men said loudly: "Is there a student in my Heavenly Spirit Academy who dares to fight? ”

There were dozens of students behind him, two or three of them were afraid to look at the scene below, and the others were faintly trembling, and no one answered.

The man shook his head, sighed lightly, and said no more, disappointed in his heart.

"Teacher, I do!"

The girl beside Zhou Xiafei silently drew her sword, her eyes were firm, as long as Zhou Xiafei nodded, she would jump off the city wall without hesitation.

Good boy.

Zhou Xiafei patted her hand lightly, but didn't really let her go down.

Hum.

A cold snort like a mosquito moaned came from the boy's nose.

Zhou Xiafei frowned, "Yuan Lie, what do you think?" ”

"Teacher, we are the ones who will carry the crown in the future, not who is more courageous here, I think this is meaningless."

Yuan Lie said his thoughts, very serious, very, proud?

"Alas, how can it grow without tempering, how can the flowers in the greenhouse withstand the storm."

"Teacher, we are the flowers in the greenhouse, what about the Ten Directions Martial Academy, the three major academies are here, why don't you see the Ten Directions Martial Academy? Are they not swaddling babies? ”

Zhou Xiafei's eyes moved slightly, and he was very disappointed, when everyone was so bloody, the soldiers sang sadly, and defended the country, what did Yuan Lie care about?

Zhou Xiafei's sleeves drifted lightly, turned to look at the corner of the battlefield, his fingers trembled slightly, and reprimanded: "Look! ”

Everyone looked at it, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was fighting with a wolf-type demon beast, looking quite embarrassed, his left leg was already dripping with blood, and the words ten squares on the back of his clothes were particularly eye-catching.

"The first-year student of the Shifang Martial Academy, the word "Shifang" on the back is red, because every first-year student of the Shifang Martial Academy, the clothes will be stained red with blood. ”

In fact, the first generation of school uniforms Shifang was white, but every time a year later students came back from Guanshang, the word Shifang would be dyed red, and finally the students of Shifang Martial Arts Academy felt that it was too troublesome to wash clothes, and the school leaders also had the same idea, so they directly changed it to red.

Worry-free.

They get it.

It's not that the Shifang Martial Academy didn't come, but it has already gone deep into the battlefield, and the first-year freshmen have already walked side by side with their predecessors, and they only dare to look out at the gate.

Silence, shame, thinking, impulsiveness, silence again.

The boys and girls had different thoughts, and finally they calmed down, just trying to remember this painful scene as much as possible.

Yuan Lie's eyes moved slightly, he didn't speak, his brows were tightly locked, and he began to observe the surroundings of the city wall, looking for something.

A middle-aged man was lying in a corner, holding a bottle of wine and drinking silently, looking at the disciples who were rushing to kill, his expression did not change.

turned around, changed to a comfortable position, turned his back to the outside of the gate, and on some shabby robes, the words ten squares were like blood.

On the battlefield this time, the biggest enemy is the 3 Seraphims, who are equivalent to the monks of the Six Realms Out of Body Realm, as well as a Great Demon of the Five Realms.

"This time, are those old guys of the Apocalypse playing big?"

Wang Guoquan looked at the Great Xia people who were constantly dying below, and there was a little unbearable in his eyes.

"Lord Wang Guan, where is Lord He City now?" He Zhonglei asked.

This time, they put in a Seven Realms peak demon, and the city lord He went out of the pass to chase and kill, and returned with serious injuries, and he was sent back to Xuanling City to recuperate.

The battlefield is almost dusk, the sunset hangs on the side of the mountain, and it is always unwilling to fall, which is also the origin of the name of Muxia Pass.

Pastoral bath sunset, life to death.

The most ferocious demon beast, the tiger look, has four wings on its back, more than two feet high, and is a big demon in the five realms.

At this moment, its beastly nature has been ignited, and it does not think about retreating at all, but only wants to crush all the enemies in front of it.

"Cangxing, what are you doing?"

The young man dressed as a scholar and holding a folding fan yelled, he was a second-year student of Lingwu Academy, Wen Jun.

"What for?"

Cang Xing said that he was a sword immortal, but the sword was like a stick in his hand, killing a demon beast, smashing the demon beast's flesh and blood, and he didn't know how much demon blood was stained on his face.

"the tiger!"

“....”

"Are you t.m. crazy?"

Three realms and five realms?

Qi Hai Day Practice?

Turning his head, he saw that behind the body of the four-winged red tiger, there were countless corpses lying there.

"It's day, let's go!"

"Look at my swordsmanship ~ smash the sword!"

Cang Xing kicked on a demon beast, raised his sword high, and smashed it towards the tiger demon.

Wen Jun leaned forward, the folding fan went first, and the small folding fan rushed towards the tiger demon, like two reckless young men, who didn't know how thick the sky was.

The tiger demon was furious, opened his mouth and roared, the sword was shaken open, and before he could swing a punch, he was slapped away by a claw, and the meridian bones were broken.

Wen Jun's folding fans came one after another, hitting the tiger demon, making a sound of fine iron, just scratching some skin.

Wen Jun caught the folding fan that came back, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and his face was bitter.

The gap is too big.

Cangxing dug out his pocket, swallowed a handful of pills unwillingly, stepped forward, and rushed forward again, and the sword was gone.

Several students in the same second year of the Ten Directions Martial Arts Academy also surrounded and killed, and the five realms were just demons, and one of them drowned with a mouthful of spit.

"Brother Jun."

The young man who was as strong as a cow rushed to Wen Jun's side, and carefully examined it, afraid that Wen Jun would be injured.

"I'm fine, go, Dajun, hold its legs!"

The young man named Dajun roared angrily, opened his arms and rushed forward.

Wen Tao's eyes were glazed, and he used the tall boy to cover himself, not daring to come out a little, so that Dajun could block himself.

One by one, they were beaten out by the tiger demon, and those who were fatally injured never got up again.

A broken arm in the mouth of the tiger demon was drenched in blood, and he ran wildly, and all parts were surrounded by people, and some even opened their mouths to bite down, trying to bite the tiger demon to death.

Cang Xing came diagonally from the side, and when the tiger demon bit a person's head, he punched it in the eye.

Oh~

The pain made the speed of the tiger demon's wild run stop for a moment, and Dajun finally caught up and hugged the tiger demon's hind legs.

Roar~

The tiger demon was even angrier, and turned his head to bite down.

A shield flashed out behind Da Jun, protecting Da Jun's head, and the tiger demon bit down and made a sound of fine iron, and at the same time, Wen Jun jumped high, and the folding fan was directly inserted into the other eye of the tiger demon.

The four wings exploded, and everyone on the tiger demon was shaken away, and the few people who were close to it were torn apart in their chests, and a large mouthful of blood spit out.

A breath of abrasion erupted in an instant.

"It's over, he's going to blow himself up!"

The people who were not seriously injured shouted far away, and rushed towards the tiger demon desperately, because near the tiger demon, there were still many Great Xia people who were struggling in pain on the ground.

Da Jun, who had already half of his face shattered, could see the bones inside, and with the last bit of strength, he climbed onto Wen Jun's body, and the brains that flowed out of his head sprinkled Wen Jun's body.

"Cangxing!"

Shui Qinghua, who had been observing this side, was shocked, stepped over the crowd in a few steps, and pounced on Cangxing.

Rumble~

The huge explosion sound can only set off small ripples on the endless battlefield, and many people who kill red-eyed people automatically filter the explosion sound, and only want to kill the enemy in front of them.

He Zhonglei's eyes lit up, and he was about to rush out, but was stopped by Wang Guoquan.

"Guan Lord!"

"There is no difference between dying in the present and dying in the future, they can survive today and they will survive later."

"If, to die today, then to die today."

He Zhonglei was silent, if others said this, they might be refuted, but Wang Guoquan said that no one dared to say half a word.

His two sons, every time he rescued them in time, so that once on the battlefield, the same four realms, the other four realms were full of dangers, and his two sons, who did not wait for his rescue, became the rations of the demon beasts.

On that day, Wang Guoquan was full of blood and tears, kneeling on the ground and muttering constantly, repeating all the time.

"The Ten Directions Martial Academy is right."

It is also this matter, on the new national rules, the party who agrees has his name.

The middle-aged man who closed a corner and drank looked at this scene, the unbearable in his eyes flashed, and he drank a large gulp of wine.

There are no school rules in the Shifang Martial Academy, only school trains.

There is a sentence in it.

"The later the parting, the more hurtful it is."

Written by the principal, the students who have just entered the school have always thought that this is the principal's emotional understanding, and after a few battlefields, they will look at this sentence and wake up.

The tears of the teacher of Lingwu Academy did not stop, and when he saw the scene of the fight, he covered his mouth with his hands and cried until he was hoarse.

The little girl felt the teacher's sadness, and also wept, and the sword in her hand became tighter and tighter.

The girl took a deep breath and comforted herself over and over again in her heart, Lin Lin is not afraid, Lin Lin is not afraid.

Suddenly, the girl stepped out and flew down.

"Lingwu Academy, first-year freshman, Lin Lingting, go down to kill demons!"

"Lin Lin, don't be afraid~"

came, and timidly added a sentence.

She was only 11 years old.

The crisp and glutinous sound, like thunder rolling in the sky, like the sky falling apart, exploded directly from the hearts of a group of freshmen.

The corners of Yuan Lie's mouth sneered, without saying a word, and jumped down.

Kill the demons.

"It's a pity that I, a genius destined to enter the Cave Heaven Realm in the future."

Lingwu Academy~

Heavenly Spirit Academy~

Oriental College~

One voice after another sounded, so immature, so timid, so ... Brave!

Zhou Xiafei smiled, but burst into tears, roaring loudly, as if he wanted to tell countless predecessors.

"First-year freshmen, all of them are gone, go down to kill demons!"