The Tianjiao of the two academies calmly watched the bandits who tried to take their lives turn into charcoal in the thunder light, it could not be said that they ignored the weight of more than a dozen human lives, even if the other party deserved it, it would be the death of more than a dozen lives of the same human beings, but they must learn to get used to it when they embark on the path of cultivation.

"It's just artemisia. A voice sounded in Ling Qingyun's heart, this is the humility of life, and the thought of a strong man is enough to take it away and make it unrecognizable.

The Tianjiao may not have killed people, but they have not seen life and death, they know that although the overall peace of the Qinghe Continent is still full of dangers and turbulence, there are too many cultivators who are masked like today's unscrupulous cultivators for profit, which makes the cultivation path inevitably stained with blood, and the difference is only more and less.

"I haven't seen him for two years, but Brother Zhang's Five Thunder Mantra has become more and more profound. There was a loud laugh in the night, and the wind swept through the trees, as if sweeping away the dead air.

"The distractions have been removed, so let's go ahead. The strong man who rained down the thunder and lightning did not respond, but calmly admonished the celestials, as if he had only slapped a few flies to death.

Those masked ones are just interference rather than threats, their number is similar to that of the young Tianjiao, but only one-third of them have reached the Stone Spirit Realm, and the Tianjiao gathered here today have the strength of no less than the Stone Spirit Realm! Even if the young Tianjiao really fights, they will not disgrace the academy, but it will affect the physical strength and the fairness of the next duel.

Tianjiao is all the jaws, and re-set their eyes on the battle in the field, but they saw that the iron spear-wielding Gao Longhu became more and more courageous, and every stroke of the war spear in his hand increased his strength, and he easily swept out the foot-deep ravine on the tree, Zhang Ziwu faced such a big open and closed domineering attack and continued to use the tree as a cover, but he never found the opportunity to counterattack, and now he was beaten to sweat like rain, his face was like gold paper, and the double knife in his hand trembled continuously, but he didn't know when he was going to be split away.

"Gao Longhu's set is not like marksmanship and stick technique, but it is a powerful martial art, and the more you fight, the stronger it becomes, and now it is very practical. Ling Qingyun observed the battlefield and secretly commented that now Zhang Ziwu has fallen into a comprehensive disadvantage, and if he wants to win, unless Gao Longhu is exhausted, or he can launch a thunderous blow to break the chain of onslaught, but with Zhang Ziwu's current state, both methods are extremely difficult.

But even if it's hard, it's not a reason to give up. A roar suddenly sounded in the woods, but saw Zhang Ziwu standing upright, the wind and thunder on the double knives, the momentum of the whole person changed suddenly, and the double knives in his hands danced wildly, attacking the opponent like a meteor.

"Electric Crazy Knife, Ziwu has been forced to make a trick!" Zhong Mingsong sighed, everyone has fought each other, and they know each other, the speed of the Electric Knife is amazing, but the consumption is also huge, if this series of attacks cannot be won, this duel is Nanming's defeat.

And as a result, it was less than ten breaths away from Zhong Mingsong's sigh, and after a tooth-aching bang, Zhang Ziwu's body flew upside down, slammed into the towering ancient tree and fell to the ground miserably, and before he struggled to get up, the dark iron spear was already displayed in front of him, so that Zhang Ziwu could only smile bitterly, but his face could not become whiter.

"Accept!" Gao Longhu retracted his iron spear and said solemnly. As he spoke, his chest was also rising and falling violently, and large beads of sweat continued to drip down his face, and it was also thrilling for him to deal with Zhang Ziwu's double knife onslaught, but the victory of this battle was finally picked in his hands, thinking that this was a good start of great significance, Gao Longhu couldn't help but hold his chest higher, even if his heart was still throbbing.

"It is worthy of Nan Mingjiao, such a fast knife can't be compared in our competition. Seeing his victory, Fan Huangwu came out with a smile, and his praise for Zhang Ziwu was sincere, but it highlighted the strength of the winner of their Deer Academy.

"I can't afford Miss Fan's false praise. Zhang Ziwu stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked back to the Nanming array a little lonely: "I lost Nanming's face." ”

"Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and we will win them back. Ling Qingyun comforted, but Leg's eyes flashed slightly and he walked forward: "Legge Shan Rom of Nanming Academy, please also teach Lu Tianjiao!"

"Ji Ming of the Deer Academy, come to ask for advice!" Walking out of the Deer Chasing Array was a fair-skinned thin young man, who had been in the same column as many Tianjiao before, but as soon as he stood up at this time, some invisible evil aura actually blew the leaves of the treetops rustling, making Nan Mingjiao's face solemn.

"It's a ruthless character!" Lin Qiancheng said in a deep voice, as a fierce man who dared to fight hand-to-hand with demon leopards and giant sharks, he was extremely sensitive to this kind of evil spirit.

Legge was also slightly startled when he saw Ji Ming walk out, but he immediately put on a posture and said "Be careful", and the tip of the staff in his hand was already condensed into a three-inch-long wind blade and swept out!

"Magician?" Ji Ming was slightly stunned, but he didn't hesitate to bully closer, anyone knows that the common sense to deal with magicians is close!

At this time, the staff in his hand was linked, condensing into a series of wind blades to lock Ji Ming's inevitable path, and at the same time, he kept retreating as far as possible, because the jungle was damp and he didn't want to cause a fire, Legge didn't use a fireball that was more adept, but this wind blade was not easy to deal with.

"You can't stop me with this little means!" Ji Ming sneered and slashed the scimitar in his hand that was somewhat similar to the shape of the wind blade continuously, each knife was extremely accurate and cut the wind blade into pieces, as for the strong current generated by the wind blade's overflow, he directly ignored it, this kind of fighting style was very similar to Lin Qiancheng's original, they were all forcibly advanced without fear of pain!

"This can't be done, Ji Ming rushed quickly, and Legge may not have time to finish brewing the killing move!" Zhang Ziwu, who had just been defeated, said worriedly, the students of the same class knew that Legge was best at hiding killing moves with two hearts, and what he was most afraid of was an opponent who was not afraid of death and was fast.

"Look at himself. Ling Qingyun said in a deep voice, now they are just spectators, and only Legge himself can grasp the battle situation.

In this discussion, the distance between Legge and Ji Ming has been shortened by half, and Legge's wind blade attacks have become more and more dense and continuous, and one of them even exploded in front of Ji Ming's eyes, forcing him to close his eyes and lean back to protect his eyes, but the momentum was stunned, and as soon as he raised his head, he had to directly face the wind blade attack from three directions!

"It's kind of interesting. Ji Ming licked his lips, and the scimitar in his hand drew a graceful trajectory, and actually stopped the tricky angle of the wind blade at the same time, and just when Legge was surprised, Ji Ming's fingertips silently flashed a cold light.

"Not good!" Ling Qingyun and the other onlookers watched incomparably before they noticed the cold light, and they were immediately shocked into a cold sweat, but at this time, how could they warn Legger? Legge swung his staff again and shot a wind blade, but the sense of threat from the bottom of his heart made his pupils shrink suddenly, and he hurriedly dodged sideways, and at the same time, a cold light smashed the invisible barrier in the air and penetrated deeply into the trunk of the tree that was originally behind Leg, but it was an extremely sharp meteor dart.

"Your magic shield is shattered now, right?" Ji Ming sneered and galloped towards Legg, although the blow was not successful, it was not bad to shatter the opponent's defense, after this blow, the opponent should understand that not only magic can attack from a distance, but also martial arts methods can also take people's lives from several zhang or even thousands of miles away!

Legge glanced at the meteor dart that was three points into the wood and gritted his teeth, although he avoided the attack just now, his rhythm was also interrupted instantly, and he couldn't be sure if Ji Ming had other hidden weapons on his body, which invisibly made the battle more restrictive.

But Legge is not a person who gives up easily, not to mention that he is fighting on behalf of Nan Ming at this time, if he loses this game, he will be unable to bear the losing streak! The light in his eyes suddenly shone, and Legge relentlessly shot the wind blade at Ji Ming, although none of these attacks could pass the full moon scimitar in the thin boy's hand.

"If you only have this ability, you don't have the slightest chance of winning!" Ji Ming said coldly, so far he had not made it difficult for him to advance, he just kept cutting off the wind blade and wasted some mental energy, this progress was gratifying, but he didn't believe that the fourth powerhouse who represented Nanming Academy was so easy to deal with. Legge did not respond to Ji Ming's provocation, but this made the latter's eyes deeper and deeper, until when the distance between the two sides was only one zhang, a cold light suddenly shot out from Ji Ming's fingertips!

This hidden weapon came more urgently than before, but Legge was ready to shoot down the dart with the wind blade without hesitation, but he raised his staff and stabbed it out when Ji Ming swung the knife, and he almost crossed the arc of the cold knife, and took Leg's whole body to hit Ji Ming's chest heavily, this sudden counterattack forced Ji Ming to take a step back, with surprise in his eyes, and Legge just smiled in response, and spit out a friendly wind blade at the front of the staff.

No one stipulates that magicians can't fight in close combat, especially when the cultivation is still low, the gap between the physique of magicians and martial artists is not too big, so magicians naturally want to use this to strengthen their self-protection ability as much as possible, and this surprise attack really caught Ji Ming off guard!

As for why Legge didn't use this kung fu on Lin Qiancheng and Ling Qingyun in the first place? One of these two people can break stones with his strength and the other can break gold and iron, is that an opponent who can parry casually?

"It's fun, but you can only do it with one blow. Ji Ming drank coldly, and his body shot out like an arrow from the string again, he would be careless once, but he would not really be suppressed by the magician at close range!

"One blow is enough!" Legge raised his head proudly, a wind suddenly rose beside him, blowing his hair high and fluttering, and wind blades swept out from all directions in front of him, the number was almost equal to all his attacks so far, such a cold storm made Ji Ming's pupils shrink suddenly, and his face turned pale.

"What he prepared this time was not a big wind blade, but a combination of countless wind blades?" Nan Mingjiao was surprised by Leger's transformation, and then couldn't help but cheer up, this is more than thirty wind blades, which is enough to cover Ji Ming's whole body and turn the tide of battle in one fell swoop!

"Ji Ming is going to make a trick. Fan Huangwu's eyes lit up, and then, everyone saw Ji Ming resolutely swing the knife.

This knife is far faster and more beautiful than any previous one, like the bright moon rising in the desert illuminating Ji Ming's front clearly, this round of bright moon collided with the magic array that can be called a storm with infinite momentum, but it shattered like a mirror and a moon without a trace.

Ji Ming was defeated? No, the broken moonlight is still there.

Legge is defeated? No, the raging storm still covers the opponent.

Even Ling Qingyun clenched his fists, and then he saw the blade that broke through the storm.

Ji Ming was covered in bruises, his expression was cold, and the blade was stuck in Leg's neck only half an inch before he could enter again, but this time it was no longer the effect of the magic shield, but from the powerful force above it.

"This battle, win the battle!" On the treetops, the person who had rained down the thunder indifferently announced the result.