At the edge of the frontier city, two breaths were revealed.

A huge white tiger phantom rose into the air, let out a tiger roar, and stretched its body.

Another long red knife appeared, along with the white tiger.

The fierce killing intent was directed at Xu Yuanqing on the city wall.

Two six senses.

"I'll just say, if you make such a big move, how can you not have Liujue in charge."

"Come, fight!"

Xu Yuanqing took a step forward, stared at the two awakened objects, and shouted.

In the crowd, two middle-aged people suddenly burst out.

rushed towards Xu Yuanqing's position.

The phantom of the white tiger was running wildly in the air, and before the person arrived, the white tiger had already roared and slapped it with a palm.

On the red long knife, the spar light flickered, as if penetrating the void, and the next second it appeared behind Xu Yuanqing's back, attacking his heart.

One before the other, the tacit understanding is abnormal.

"Heh..."

A chuckle: "I thought it was the divine beast White Tiger, overestimating you." ”

"Today, let you cult people see, those who have graduated from the Ink Academy..."

"It's not enough!"

The sound fell, and a crisp birdsong rang out.

Xu Yuanqing's body seemed to be burning, and a bird with a beautiful body and a flame all over his body rose into the air, like the king of a hundred birds.

Under the suppression of this breath, the white tiger paused violently, let out a frightened roar, and subconsciously took a step back.

It's like having a mind.

As soon as the long knife touched the flames, it stepped back.

Two lifted off into the air.

looked at Xu Yuanqing.

"Phoenix?"

"No, if he is lucky enough to have nine senses, he may be able to evolve completely, but now... It's just a prototype. ”

"Can't delay, quick kill."

The two exchanged quickly, their expressions were solemn, and as the voice fell, another breath rose into the air.

A man stepped into the air in the distance.

A spear behind him.

The three of them were in a flanking attack, surrounding Xu Yuanqing in the middle.

"What about geniuses?"

"Could it be that the people who came out of the Ink Academy have three heads and six arms?"

"Or, can you beat the three of us?"

Amidst the sneer, the offensive resumed.

Xu Yuanqing stood in the center, motionless as a mountain, and the fire spread, as if it was about to burn a sea of fire within a radius of tens of meters.

That majestic momentum shocked everyone in the city.

Even the students of the Ink Academy were a little unacceptable for a while.

Xu Datou, who is giggling on weekdays, turned out to... So strong?

……

"Qiu Xiaoxiao, I know you're here, come out and fight!"

Bai Haitang was still carrying the glaive knife in his hand, slashing down a disciple with one sword, shouting in his mouth.

No one responded.

"The revenge of killing Liu Yu, I remember!"

"Today, either you come out and kill me, if I don't die, in the days to come, you will always have one more enemy!"

"The enemy who wants your life."

Bai Haitang spoke again, rampage through the crowd, showing invincibility.

"White Begonia..."

"I'm so scared."

In the hotel, Qiu Xiaoxiao watched this scene and laughed coquettishly, but he didn't make any moves, completely ignored it, and his eyes were still searching around.

Until...

There was a crunch.

The window in front of her suddenly shattered.

On the ground is a crossbow bolt.

In the crowd in the distance, the fat figure flashed away, and disappeared into the sea of people in an instant.

And with the sound, Bai Haitang's eyes and Qiu Xiaoxiao looked at each other in the air.

"Zongren..."

muttered, with a touch of cold murderous intent in his voice.

The next moment, Bai Haitang held the Glaive Knife in his hand and rushed towards her like a killing god.

Under the shadow of the black cat, Qiu Xiaoxiao was extremely fast.

Exited the house in an instant, and was entangled with the white begonia.

For a while, it was up and down.

"Equal opponents."

"I hope that student at the Ink Academy can kill her."

In the corner, Zongren casually threw away the bow and crossbow in his hand, turned around and walked into an alley, pushed open a door and walked in.

When he came out again, he had already turned into a teenager, looking very young and simple.

With just the right amount of fear in his eyes, he hurried in the direction of the Ink Academy.

……

Ink Academy, Main Entrance.

"It's coming!"

The tail of the crane, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at the depths of the academy behind him, took a deep breath, got up, carried the bow and crossbow, and stood at the front of everyone.

"Senior, ahead... Leave it to me. ”

Zhao Zicheng, who was still in three sleeps behind him, said softly, and the restless energy in his body gradually returned to stability.

Looking at the tail of the crane, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The tail of the crane was stunned for a moment, just smiled, did not speak, took two steps back, and centered.

Almost simultaneously, Atay opened his eyes.

The violent blood red in his eyes disappeared, and he clenched his fists and felt it silently, his muscles tensed, and he also moved forward.

On the battlefield in the distance, some disciples of Erjue and Sanjue took advantage of the lack of manpower of the old students to drill out of the gap in the encirclement and rush towards the school gate.

Maybe the only thing I'm glad for is...

The number of people is not too much.

Atai is usually honest, but when he fights, he is the most irritable, his eyes gradually turn red, his blood flow accelerates, and suddenly he seems to have become larger, like a real giant, rushing towards the crowd.

With each step, the ground shatters.

Mu Yu's tombstone fell to the ground, using his finger as a pen, constantly writing something on the tombstone, and a black mist emanated from the tombstone, and finally turned into silk threads, wrapped around the bodies of those cultists.

For a moment, the movement was slow and the pace was sluggish.

"Artey, come on!"

After this series of actions, Mu Yu shook the chain, and the tombstone flew out, and was grabbed by Ah Tai with one hand as if he was holding a small shield, and smashed wildly in the crowd.

In Mu Yu's heart-wrenching gaze, he smashed the ground into holes.

Stones overflowing.

But now it was too late to think about this, so he took two steps back, stood beside Sun Wen, and also picked up two bows and crossbows and shot at the crowd in the distance.

As for Lin Xiaoxiao, he had already stood by Sun Wen's side and was doing the same thing.

It can be said that fortunately, Sun Wen has a large bag of bows and crossbows.

Otherwise, they don't know what to do.

"What the hell is this thing for?"

Lin Xiaoxiao picked up a round ball and shook it, looking curious.

Sun Wen's face turned white with fright instantly.

He snatched it and threw it at the crowd in the distance.

A roar rang out.

Within a radius of two meters, no one survived.

The ground was blasted out of a deep crater.

"Well... Well..."

"Gross..."

Lin Xiaoxiao was a little sluggish, watching a severed hand fall in front of him, his face turned pale instantly.

If she hadn't been to the Demon Suppression Pass once, the scene in front of her might have made her lose her combat effectiveness directly.

"Little sister, spit and spit, get used to it."

The tail of the crane touched Lin Xiaoxiao's head, and the eyes of those cultists gradually became cold.