"Dean Feng, are all your disciples so virtuous?" Zhao Fancang took the lead in questioning Feng Tianhua and the four of them, "We have lost, do you want to snatch a space ring from us?"

Feng Tianhua and the four of them did not reply to Zhao Fancang, but looked at Chen Yang, there must be a certain reason.

"Four deans, I need to detoxify, but I can't trust them. At this time, Chen Yang's lips had begun to turn purple, and he seemed weak to speak, obviously the toxin had begun to spread.

"You detoxify first. Feng Tianhua nodded.

Chen Yang immediately opened the Xuanyin Space Ring, found a jade bottle with the word "antidote" on it, poured out a pill inside, then took it, immediately sat down, and began to refine the antidote.

After a cup of tea, the toxins on Chen Yang's body were removed, his breath was no longer so vain, and his lips returned to their previous color.

Then, Chen Yang got up and returned Xuanyin's spatial ring to Xuanyin, and then walked back to the team of Tianjun Academy.

The Sixiang Academy immediately rushed out and the two lifted Xuanyin down for emergency treatment.

"Come out!" Yi Jiayang rushed back to the martial arts training ground again, hooked his fingers at Chen Yang arrogantly, and said provocatively.

Hearing this, Chen Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was about to get up, but was held down by Murong Beitian.

"I'm here to fight you. Murong Bei's gaze was as calm as water, and he walked leisurely onto the martial arts training ground.

Especially that kind of confident and disapproving temperament, which instantly provoked the screams of many female students of Tianjun Academy outside the martial arts training field.

Many male students also began to wave their flags and shout to cheer for Murong Bei.

"Don't measure yourself!" Yi Jiayang said disdainfully, his body galloped, and he leaned towards Murong Bei: "Today I will let you know how big the gap is between the fifth and sixth layers of Yuanying. ”

"You're not worthy of me yet. Murong Bei said lightly, opened the Heavenly Eye Spirit Root, instantly locked on Yi Jiayang with a flaw, and shook his right hand into a fist.

With a bang, the two fists faced each other, exploding a tyrannical energy.

The muscles on Murong Beiqian and Yi Jiayang's bodies were trembling, and the ground under their feet exploded violently, and countless rubbles swept in all directions.

Murong Beiqian and Yi Jiayang both retreated at the same time, leaving a series of footprints on the ground.

Yi Jiayang then withdrew five steps, while Murong Beiyan withdrew seven steps.

"It's a little interesting, come again!" Yi Jiayang's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he rushed out again, the muscles of his whole body bulged at this moment, like coiling tree roots, full of explosive power, like an iron-armored rhinoceros rampage on the martial arts training ground.

Murong Bei leaned and set off a fierce wind, like a sharp sword out of its sheath at this moment, bursting out with a soaring sword intent, and the chaotic sword power frantically strangled everything around him.

"The sword is coming!" Murong Bei leaned and shouted, urging the sword intent in his body, and the sharp swords in the hands of everyone outside the arena began to tremble violently at this moment, and his eyes were like two sharp swords bursting out of a terrifying sword.

There was a look of horror in the eyes of the students of the Four Elephants Academy, and there were also sword cultivators among them, but at this moment, compared to Murong Beiyan's sword dao, they felt ashamed, at least they couldn't cause the sound of ten thousand swords.

Hundreds of sharp swords were unsheathed at the same time and flew towards Murong Bei.

Murong Beitian caught one of the long swords, and with a sword in his hand, the temperament on his body changed dramatically in an instant, becoming extremely powerful.

At this moment, there seemed to be an illusion in front of everyone's eyes, feeling that it was no longer Murong Beiqian who was standing in front of them, but a generation of sword gods.

"Slash!" The long sword in Murong Bei's hand slashed out violently, and the sky-high sword intent frantically cut through the space, the sound of breaking the air was endless, the sword light was bright and dazzling, and thousands of sharp swords condensed into a sword dragon, slashing towards Yi Jiayang.

Yi Jiayang's fists continued to blast out, hitting a punch that could only weigh weight, colliding with the stegosaurus head-on, and blasting dozens of sharp swords away violently and strongly.

Murong Beiyan suddenly appeared behind Yi Jiayang like a ghost, the long sword danced, and the cold blade rolled up a terrifying tide of energy, heading towards the back of Yi Jiayang's neck.

Yi Jiayang's scalp suddenly went numb, the cold hairs all over his body stood up at this moment, and his body leaned forward instinctively.

However, Murong Bei's long sword was too fast, and the blade easily cut through the back of Yi Jiayang's neck, and the flesh on the back of his neck was flipped on both sides, spilling out a piece of warm blood.

"Ahh

The sword intent on Murong Bei's body soared, and the long sword slashed horizontally in front of his chest, splitting the impact of this energy.

At this moment, Yi Jiayang suddenly turned around and rushed in front of Murong Beiyan, let out a roar like a beast in his throat, and slammed his fist towards Murong Beiyan's face.

Murong Bei leaned frantically urging the sword incarnation, the cold sword intent broke out like a pouring river, and the sword intent was like a sharp sword frantically cutting Yi Jiayang's body.

In an instant, Yi Jiayang's body was scarred, and the capillaries were all severed and became bloody.

However, Yi Jiayang endured the severe pain, and smashed his heavy fist on Murong Beitian's body, blasting Murong Beitian out in an instant.

The long sword in Murong Bei's hand appeared cracks one after another, and the qi and blood in his body surged, and he flew out for hundreds of meters before he could stabilize his body.

At this moment, Yi Jiayang roared, covered in blood, and killed again, his fists became a blur of flesh and blood, revealing the white bones inside, black hairs grew on the surface of his body at this moment, and his teeth became sharp, like wolf teeth, looking extremely hideous.

"Orc blood?" Feng Tianhua and the others all showed a look of shock.

Seeing Yi Jiayang's performance, Zhao Fancang showed a cold smile, if it weren't for Yi Jiayang's orc blood in his body, I'm afraid he would really not be Murong Bei's opponent.

However, Yi Jiayang completely released his bloodline, then the next thing is to die, either you die or I live.

"Slash!" Murong Bei took out the holy sword, and slashed out a huge sword qi, and the terrifying power split the space and headed towards Yi Jiayang's front door.

Although Yi Jiayang activated the orc bloodline, his strength and body were unprecedentedly strengthened, but he was still vulnerable in front of the holy weapon.

In just one shot, Yi Jiayang was smashed into his fist by the sword qi, and the flesh and bones were scattered, and the blood was soaring.

Yi Jiayang screamed, and the whole person was slashed by the sword qi and flew out, flying out more than three hundred meters, sliding out dozens of meters away on the ground, dragging out a long blood-colored trace.

"Senior Brother Yi!" Seeing this scene, the people from the Sixiang Academy rushed towards Yi Jiayang, only to see that Yi Jiayang was almost killed by Murong Beitian with a sword, and a hideous wound appeared from his shoulder to his abdomen, blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, the intestines in his stomach flowed out, his internal organs were also shattered, and the bones on his body were broken.

Obviously, there is more air intake and less air out.

"Senior brother, avenge me. Yi Jiayang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and after finishing speaking, his head tilted to the side, completely lifeless.

Dead again, this is already the second student of the Sixiang Academy to die.

"Tianjun Academy, you are so ruthless in your means and hearts!" The death of two students in a row, Zhao Fancang and the students of the Sixiang Academy couldn't help but be angry, and the remaining five students had red eyes, and a cold murderous intent flashed in their eyes.

"Mansion Master, I, Yu Hao, ask to go to war to avenge the two junior brothers Wang Shi and Yi Jiayang!" At this moment, Yu Hao walked out and cultivated to be six in the Yuanying Realm, but the aura he exuded was even stronger than Yi Jiayang.

"Allowed to play. Zhao Fancang's eyes flickered with cold light, and he took out a phoenix wing gilt hammer, which was carved with ancient lines, like an ancient phoenix spreading its wings, exuding strong energy fluctuations: "In addition, this seat gives you a holy soldier, if you win, the holy soldier will belong to you." ”

"Lord Xie. Yu Hao's eyes showed a look of excitement, and he took the phoenix wings gilt pistol in Zhao Fancang's hand.

The other four also showed a look of envy in their eyes, it was a holy weapon!

This weapon itself is rare, and its power is even more terrifying.

"When you go to war, I will naturally give you a holy soldier. Seeing the other four people showing envious expressions, Zhao Fancang said to the four of them, in order to attack Tianjun Academy, this time it was really a bloody investment: "As long as you can win, the holy soldiers will belong to you." ”

"Lord Xie. Hearing this, the faces of the four of them suddenly showed a look of surprise and excitement.

"You, come up and die!" Yu Hao held the phoenix wings gilded hammer, pointing at Murong Bei, his cultivation is the sixfold peak of the Yuanying Realm, and even one foot has entered the sevenfold Yuanying Realm, and his strength is only stronger than Yi Jiayang, but not weaker, and the fundamental reason is the particularity of the spiritual root, the eighth-level spiritual root green demon vine.

Murong Bei's eyes glowed with cold light, and he slowly walked into the martial arts training ground.

"Are you ready to bury Senior Brother Yi?" Yu Hao said coldly.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Murong Bei leaned and rushed out with a sword step, the sword intent on his body boiling, and he went straight towards Yu Hao.

"Hmph, don't do what you can, give me death!" Yu Hao snorted coldly, and slammed out with the phoenix winged gilt hammer, dragging the tip of the hammer on the ground, easily cutting through the earth and pulling out strings of sparks.

The Holy Sword and the Phoenix-Winged Gilded Hammer slammed together, and a deafening metal clash sounded.

In an instant, a violent energy exploded between the two of them, like a major wave swept away in an instant.

The next moment, Murong Beiqian and Yu Hao were shocked back at the same time.

Murong Beiqi flew out thirty meters, while Yu Hao flew out fifty meters.

"Impossible!" After landing, Yu Hao's eyes showed a look of horror, he didn't expect that he would fall behind the first collision.

"It's not impossible, it's just that you're too short-sighted. Murong Bei leaned all over his sword power, and the sword intent on his body soared to the sky, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a compelling sharp aura, killing Yu Hao again.

"Fart, master, I'm better than you!" Yu Hao's body soared into the sky, reaching a height of 100 meters, and the phoenix-winged gilded pistol in his hand rolled up a vast tide of energy, heading towards Murong Bei.

Murong Bei leaned out eighty-one swords in a row, each sword contained terrifying power, converging into a terrifying river to intercept Yu Hao.

There was a loud bang, as if the collision between the two giant mountains was deafening, and the dazzling bright light illuminated the entire martial arts training ground.

The tide of energy swept out in all directions, and the sky-rushing sword intent destroyed the space, forming a terrifying storm that rose into the sky, reaching up to the sky.

Countless sword qi exploded between the two of them, like a flood river that burst its embankment, swept out in all directions.

Murong Beitian held the holy sword and the phoenix-winged gilt pistol in Yu Hao's hand constantly collided, splashing patches of dazzling sparks, and each collision would trigger a strong energy explosion.

The ground under the feet of the two of them was completely shattered, there were sword marks everywhere, and the martial arts training ground was completely turned into a ruin, and countless rubbles and thick smoke swept away, covering both of them.

The two fought from the ground to the sky, and from the sky back to the ground, and the energy of the exchange frantically destroyed everything around them.

Murong Beiyan's battle spirit was high, and every time he swung his sword, he would slash out a terrifying and fierce offensive.

The phoenix wings gilded in Yu Hao's hand were terrifying, and the golden light on his body flowed, rolling up a heavy amount of energy.

However, Murong Beitian not only has a sword heart with a strong attack, but also has the assistance of the Heavenly Eye Spirit Root, and he can accurately find the flaws in Yu Hao's attack every time, so as to break it.

As the fight got longer and longer, Yu Hao gradually began to be at a disadvantage.

In the face of Murong Bei's fierce offensive, Yu Hao felt struggling.

"Slash!" After repelling Yu Hao again, Murong Bei leaned and shouted, and there was a sonorous sword sound from his body, as if there was a peerless sword hidden in his body, the holy sword bloomed with monstrous sword light, and slashed forward, and the huge sword qi was like a roaring dragon, heading towards Yu Hao.

Yu Hao stabilized his body, and the green demon vines were released, with him as the center, cyan vines grew in an instant, like cyan giant pythons spreading and intertwining wildly, forming a huge network of vines, on which the light flickered, intercepting the sword qi.

At the same time, the phoenix winged gilt hammer in Yu Hao's hand violently rolled up a tide of energy like a mountain torrent and tsunami, and the terrifying energy shook the earth and hit the sword qi.

The sword qi shattered all the vine nets, and then slashed fiercely on the phoenix wings gilded pistol.

The earthquake trembled, and the huge waves of energy were heavy.

In the hundred meters around Yu Hao, a circle of energy pillars boiled into the sky, and then swept away in all directions, like a tidal wave that broke the embankment, instantly submerging the entire martial arts training ground.

"Stop!" Feng Tianhua and the four of them shouted, and then shot at the same time, forming an energy barrier at the edge of the martial arts training ground to avoid the impact of energy.

Yu Hao was once again slashed by the sword qi and flew out, and the tiger's mouth was shattered, bursting out with red blood.

The phoenix wings gilt in his hand clanged violently, as if he was about to break free from Yu Hao's hands.

Murong Beitian also flew out hundreds of meters, and slammed into the energy barrier jointly built by Feng Tianhua and the four of them, shaking the entire energy barrier.

"Kill!" Murong Bei roared angrily, holding the holy sword and rushing on the martial arts training ground, frantically urging the Heavenly Eye Spirit Root and Sword Heart, the sword intent was monstrous, and at this moment, it seemed to have turned into a peerless sword, exuding an incomparably terrifying and pure sword power all over his body.

"Stop me!" Yu Hao roared, and countless cyan vines suddenly rushed out of the martial arts training ground, each one was the thickness of an arm, and it was covered with barbs, exuding a cyan misty light, instantly submerging Murong Beitian.

"Open it for me!" Murong Bei roared, the sword power on his body boiled, and a terrifying storm of sword qi was slashed out, smashing all the vines and falling vines and branches all over the sky.

Murong Bei leaned out of the blockade of the vines and struck towards Yu Hao again, the tip of the sword against the tip of the sword, and suddenly sparks splashed.