Like a big wave divided into two parts, an avenue extends from the foot of Wendefeng to the fighting platform, and Wendefeng walks into the ring step by step.

His face was calm, and when he opened his mouth, he made a commotion, "I did the demon blood and poison! Today, I am only here to kill you." ”

Wang Yi opened his eyes, his eyes were shining, and he said,

"Wen Defeng, I also wanted to kill you for a long time, you and your grandson Wen Xi are lawless, and you have stirred up Longmen Academy.

It is you who are in trouble, educating students to be greedy for fame and fortune.

It was you who formed a gang and formed a faction, which caused the Longmen Academy to be full of factions and miasma.

It is you who are tyrannical and wantonly bullying the weak and ruining the reputation of the college!

It is you who have betrayed your ancestors and forgotten your ancestors, disregarding courtesy, righteousness and shame, colluding with seven killings to assassinate your descendants.

It is you who are ungrateful and disregard the kindness of the college and plot against it.

It is your wolf ambition that contacts various forces to try to subvert the academy.

Today, I will count your crimes, and see what you and Wen Xizai are, and after death, I will go to see the ancestors of Longmen Academy!"

On that day, one of the reasons why Wang Yi killed Wen Xizai was that the students under the influence of Wen Xizai were angry that they had lost the pure and good style of the school and lost their Confucian hearts.

Wang Yi sprinkled with enthusiasm, counting the crimes of Wendefeng, and many monks heard about it, and they also felt that the crimes of Wendefeng were unforgivable, and the heavens were angry and resentful, and they should be punished!

Every charge was irrefutable, but there was no emotion on Wen Defeng's face.

He said, "There's no point in saying this, come on, see the real chapter in your hands!"

"Hanmei Aoxue!"

The aura of slaughter dispersed, and a white and red, icy and jade cold plum bloomed in Wendefeng's hand, and the frost and cold qi broke out in an instant, and the world was quiet.

Wang Yi took a deep breath, and a solemn look appeared on his face for the first time.

The cold air is surging, and the surrounding area is a world of ice and snow!

Wang Yi's hair, eyebrows, and clothes were condensed with countless white frost, and the exhaled breath also condensed into freezing points and fell to the ground covered with ice and snow.

Haoran Saint's qi turned sharply, and the air flow of the Yang and Saint flowed all over his body, and the frost on Wang Yi's body subsided, and only then did he return to normal.

Wang Yi was surprised in his heart, if his reaction was a little slower, he was afraid that his life would be in danger, Wendefeng's strength was indeed far superior to that of many elite disciples, no wonder he was still standing after two hundred years of teaching.

Seeing that Wang Yi's actions were unhindered, there was a holy and masculine aura surrounding his body, Wende Feng subdued a berserk pill, operated his spiritual power, and the cold plum in his hand gradually turned red, as bright as the morning glow, and the fragrant fragrance emitted was quiet and intoxicating, and nine flowers and leaves that bloomed to the extreme fell and shot towards Wang Yi

"Take my move, Hanmei nine o'clock!"

Wang Yi didn't dare to be careless, and the blood-colored sword qi shot out from the Tanzhong acupoint, and slashed towards Mei Ye with a sword.

One sword and nine points, the killing aura that rushed to the sky rushed to the face, the frost chill appeared for a short period of condensation, and the nine-leaf plum blossom was cut down by the blood sword.

"I actually blocked it!"

"This son can actually fight with Jin Dan in the later stage, and his strength is unfathomable. ”

"What kind of means is that blood-colored sword qi? It is actually capable of rivaling the supernatural power of the late stage of Jindan!"

"Demon! Do you remember? He's just the pinnacle of foundations!"

"I'll go, it's true, his cultivation is fake!"

"I seriously suspect that he is a Jindan monk, and he just used some kind of secret method to cover up his cultivation. ”

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Wang Yi blocked Wen Defeng's move, and all the monks erupted into shocking cries, and even Yue Ziyang couldn't suppress their surprised discussions.

Looking at the field again, the two moves failed, Wen Defeng did not have an unexpected look, Wang Yi can bear the blood of the devil and the blue sea sinking corpse, how can he not have the strength, if it is placed on other Jindan monks, the bones will be gone.

"Wang Yi, you can be called the first day since the founding of my Longmen Academy, and I am afraid that only the Duanmu Ci Patriarch, who founded the Longmen Academy thousands of years ago, can be compared to you.

It's a pity that your cultivation days are short, and you don't know the true power of Jindan Monk, and today is your death date!"

Wendefeng bit his gums, a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual power in his hand was fierce, shattering the ice spirit Hanmei that had been pregnant for three hundred years.

This Ice Spirit Hanmei is a close friend who has accompanied him for more than 300 years, accompanying him all the way, one person and one plum, fighting together, and now he is also accompanying him to destruction.

A burst of essence blood spurted out of his mouth, this Hanmei had been cultivating with his life for three hundred years, and they had long been in harmony, and they were both prosperous and lossy.

Wen Defeng's old face was full of madness, he laughed fiercely, and his crazy tone made people shudder, "Hahaha, Wang Yi, fall into the Infernal Hell with me!"

The cold plum did not disappear after it shattered, but instead condensed into a white air mass in Wen Defeng's palm, and with the convergence of the white air mass, the thousands of monks in the entire arena felt a cold and icy aura like a substance.

"It's—the ice spirit of the cold plum!"

"Wendefeng is crazy! Even the treasure of enlightenment is said to be broken. ”

"It's a pity that this ice spirit cold plum, the ice spirit is used, and this flower does not exist. ”

In the excited conversation of the group of heroes, Wen Defeng flicked his fingers, and the ice spirit shot directly at Wang Yi.

The ice spirit containing the power of the ice and snow avenue seems to freeze everything, and everywhere it passes, everything is frozen, and it cannot be resisted.

At this time, if the Zhuxian Sword is in hand, even if it is just a shadow, Ice Spirit Wang Yi can break it with a snap of his fingers.

It's a pity that there is no sword matching in his hand, and he can't exert the maximum power of Zhuxian Sword Qi!

Wang Yi didn't have time to use the true power of the Zhuxian Sword Qi, he exercised the "Seven Killings Shocking World Record", and a flame rose in his hand, and the fireworks were as red as blood, which was the Burning Sky Blood Flame.

"What kind of fire is this, it doesn't feel like a flame cultivated by Confucian exercises. ”

"I bet this blood-colored flame is inseparable from the blood-colored sword qi. ”

"No wonder Wang Yi was able to fight beyond the level, most likely because he was lucky to get the inheritance of a certain ancient power. ”

"Nonsense, it seems that Wang Yi is very confident in the blood-colored flames on his hand. ”

It's no wonder that everyone can't recognize the sword qi and blood flame of "Seven Killings and Shocking World", not many people knew about it 30,000 years ago, not to mention that it has gone through such a long time, I am afraid that the only people in this world who can recognize "Seven Killings and Shocking World" are the Lord of Seven Killings and a few masters of the Immortal Sect.

The blood-colored spiritual power in Wang Yi's body is called the bloody murderous qi in "Seven Killings", and it gushes out from the Tanzhong acupoint in a steady stream to become the fuel for the blood flame of the burning sky.

The Burning Sky Blood Flame was extremely intense, and its power actually penetrated the formation set up by the eight deans, and the monks who were closest to the Dou Ji Platform felt that the blood in their bodies was about to boil, and hurriedly mobilized spiritual power to calm down, and several monks with lower strength spewed out a mouthful of blood, which immediately evaporated and merged into the blood flames.

"It's not good, the strength of the two is too strong, and they are fighting the enemy with all their might, and the aura emitted will spread to the surroundings, retreat!

"Hurry back!"

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The Burning Sky Blood Flame with the potential energy to burn the mountains and boil the sea and the Ice Spirit with the power to freeze all things collided between the two, and the water and fire were incompatible, and the two completely opposite avenues clashed fiercely on the fighting platform.

The powerful destructive force exploded and shook in the center of the fighting platform, destroying and destroying everything around them, Wang Yi and Wen Defeng bore the brunt of the blow, and the two of them were hit hard by the force of the shock from the center of the explosion at the same time, and fell to the ground spitting blood, and their bodies were scarred and bloodied by the qi that rushed out of the center of the explosion.

The eight golden lock arrays jointly arranged by the deans of the eight academies are broken!

Even the monks in the stands were shattered by this powerful wave of qi and knocked them to the ground.

Only a few Yuanying Ancestors and Yue Ziyang sat safely, they were ignorant of everything around them, and their eyes were firmly fixed on Wang Yi in the middle of the fighting platform.

Wang Yi took out a pill from the storage bag and took it, Wen Defeng on the opposite side showed a hideous look on his face, and he stumbled towards Wang Yi.

Just as he walked in front of Wang Yi, countless thick gray qi from Wen Defeng's body emitted and tied up towards Wang Yi.

Wen Defeng showed a satisfied smile on his face, and there was a happy light shining in his crazy look, "Hahaha, Xi'er, I'll avenge you!"

"This breath ... When Yue Ziyang and the Yuanying Ancestors were stunned, the gray qi quickly burrowed into Wang Yi's body.

"Not good!"

Yue Ziyang was about to make a move, but Wen Defeng's whole person exploded, and the violent spiritual power exploded, forming a spiritual power storm within a radius of two hundred zhang, and the floor tiles were blown away at once and then blown into powder in mid-air.

Wang Yi's body suddenly expanded, his muscles were like peaks and peaks, his muscles and veins were like coiled dragons, and his whole person was extremely strong.

As soon as it came into contact, the sachet on Wang Yi's body showed a faint layer of blue light, although the blue light was very thin, but it was extremely tough, and Wang Yi was firmly protected inside.

The storm raged, engulfing everything around them, and many lowly monks in the stands could not withstand the suction of the storm and were blown into the air, unable to survive.

Yue Ziyang made a move, he stretched out his hand and waved it out, a golden palm hundreds of zhang big fell from the sky, it squeezed fiercely towards the core of the storm, the storm suddenly collapsed, and the low-level monks were rescued by several Yuan Infant Ancestors.

Heaven and earth returned to calm, and the entire arena was as if it had been smashed by a huge meteorite, and the earth collapsed nearly a zhang downward, and the ground was vertical and horizontal, and there was no flat place.

Self-detonation is a trick that can only be used by Jindan monks, and using this trick can only lead to the final choice to die with the enemy.

Normally, even dead monks would not choose to blow themselves up, after all, who would be willing to give up easily after hundreds of years of hard cultivation? Wen Defeng's self-explosion of the golden pill was both unexpected and reasonable.

On the fighting platform, Wang Yi's body was full of scars, and at the last moment, he stimulated the vast ancient aura in his body, increased the strength of his body several times, and quickly transformed the effect of the elixir, and his senior sister Song Qingxuan's sachet was also stimulated, propping up the light cyan shield, and resisting the blow.

Although he resisted this blow, Wang Yi's body was still scarred and needed long-term recuperation to heal, and it was difficult to recover in the short term.

What's even more serious is that countless gray air currents rushed into the body, they continued to devour Wang Yi's blood, there was an ominous smell, this breath seemed to be different from any spiritual power, it was very evil, and it made people palpitate.

Wang Yi ran Haoran Holy Qi to get rid of the gray qi, the gray qi did not disappear, after being cleansed by the Haoran Holy Qi, the gray qi disappeared the ominous evil aura, and also stopped devouring blood, it traveled in Wang Yi's body, and finally merged into the Shenque acupoint. Wang Yi's body returned to silence.