That bit of blue sword light slammed straight into the flowing gold long sword!

The white spiritual power on the sword-wielding body has reached the extreme, and almost all of its power is concentrated on this sword. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ruan Zun!" Weng Qingxin exclaimed.

The person who made the sword was Ruan Zun, and the trick was a very common direct attack sword move "White Deer Hanging Horns" in the White Deer Swordsmanship, and the sword was not a standard fine iron long sword issued by the Spirit Academy, but a dark sword given by the Xujing Patriarch.

Ruan Zun wants to save people. He felt that the woman had a point. Moreover, even if it is unreasonable, it will not lead to death. But he also knew that if he wanted to save people from the powerful young man in front of him, he had to do his best.

His spiritual power, which had been consumed a lot against the inexplicable attraction when he was going up the mountain, was now using all that he had left. The sharpness of the Stygian Sword, he had no doubt that only the Stygian Sword could block the flowing gold long sword.

But that's not enough. So he picked up that town trick, and also used that town trick to hit Long Xiaofeng. This was the first time he had used this technique on a human being after he had learned it. Patriarch Xujing said that this technique can make the opponent immobilize three breaths, which is extremely eye-catching, and should not be used until the moment of life and death.

Ruan Zun felt that now was the time of life and death. Although it is not your own life and death, other people's lives are also your lives.

"He's crazy!" Weng Qingxin muttered.

"Stop him!" Zhao Lizhao said hurriedly, but he knew that it was too late.

Lei Hu was surprised.

The other spiritual priests present were also dumbfounded and had different reactions.

"This man is looking for death. A lot of people thought.

"Is this person looking for death?" Long Xiaofeng also thought in his heart, he knew that his spiritual power cultivation had now reached the level of an intermediate immortal master, but his actual combat power was far from being reflected by his cultivation. The other party's aura is pale and pale, and a junior spiritual priest dares to "speak up"?

He didn't put a lot of effort on his hands because it wasn't worth it. The flowing gold long sword in his hand is one of the high-grade spirit soldiers of the Demon Suppression Palace.

In the next second, that kid will be split in half with a sword. He thought.

The two swords were about to intersect, but suddenly, Long Xiaofeng felt that his breath was suffocating, and then, his whole body, his whole body, stopped?

The time to stop is fleeting, and the spiritual power on the sword has grown old. Ruan Zun's Dark Sword changed direction at this moment, from the original battle to the side attack.

The two swords intersected, and the flowing gold sword was struck off the rails, and with a few bundles of the woman's hair, it slashed at the stone next to it, and the stone was split in two, like a weak piece of tofu.

Ruan Zun fell to the ground upside down under the huge impact, his mouth was full of blood, and it was obvious that his internal organs had been injured by the impact.

"Why did I suddenly lose my mind?" Long Xiaofeng didn't understand, so he didn't care who the people on the ground were.

The woman had closed her eyes and was waiting to die, but when she heard the sound of the two swords intersecting, she opened her eyes and immediately understood, and said, "Little brother, this matter has nothing to do with you, you should leave quickly." Your strength can't save me. ”

There was a big uproar in the field, a low-level junior spirit master, and the most outstanding young powerhouse in the Demon Suppression Palace, the intermediate spirit master, fought a trick, and the difference between the two sides was so many levels, which was also a strange thing.

Weng Qingxin, Zhao Zhizhao and other students from the White Deer Spirit Academy hurriedly rushed out and protected Ruan Zun, fearing that Long Xiaofeng would be killed. Zhao Zhizhao first gave Ruan Zun a pill to stop bleeding and a pill to return to the spirit pill, and asked Weng Qingxin to take care of it, before he stepped forward and said to Long Xiaofeng: "This brother, I have offended. We are students of the White Deer Academy. ”

"White Deer Spiritual Academy?" Long Xiaofeng frowned, his mind was actually still on the trance he had just had, "What about the White Deer Spiritual Academy, those three people, could it be that they are all from your Spiritual Academy?"

"Not really. Zhao Zhizhao hurriedly distinguished, "We never knew them." It's just that we, a junior student, may not have seen the world since we were children, and we were reckless and offended just now. ”

Long Xiaofeng glanced at Ruan Zun, who was pale and lying in Weng Qing's arms, obviously hurt by his own random sword. He said coldly, "In that case, you should leave quickly." Don't stop blocking the law enforcement. ”

Zhao Zhizhao asked Lei Hu to drag Ruan Zun back with him, but Ruan Zun slowly sobered up at this time, staggered to his feet, broke away from Weng Qingxin's blocking hand, and walked towards Long Xiaofeng.

As he walked, he also said loudly: "I think she is right, this Tianyuan Valley is everyone's Tianyuan Valley, not the Tianyuan Valley of the Demon Suppression Palace, how can others break the rules and commit a capital crime when they enter?" He said in a loud voice, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.

Wen Yanbo, who was not far away, frowned even deeper, this kind of scene was something he really didn't want to see. A young spiritual priest had been bewitched by the woman's words. If this continues, more people will only be bewitched. However, when he saw the young man and the clothes and logos of the companions around the young man, he changed his mind again, "White Deer Spirit Academy?"

"Interesting, really interesting. His brows relaxed, and there was no longer a trace of wrinkle, "Today's matter, is it a temptation of Lu Jiuyuan, an old man, to me?"

After thinking for a while, he said to the students of the White Deer Spirit Academy in the field: "You young people, do you think it is unfair to kill her?"

Ruan Zun spat blood again and wiped his lips with great effort, "Of course it's unfair. Even if you trespass, you are not guilty of death. She has been cut off by you, and her companions, both of whom have been killed, have been punished. Why do you have to take people's lives?"

Wen Yanbo said angrily: "A small junior spiritual warrior dares to accuse me of participating in politics in front of my face!" The middle finger in his hand was slightly bent, and he pinched a magic trick, only to see the golden light in his hand surrounding, and then facing him, a slender sword shadow quickly penetrated his left chest like lightning bolt!

"Ruan Zun!" Zhao Zhizhao and the others were shocked and hurriedly inspected his injuries. Weng Qingxin knelt down in front of Wen Yanbo and begged bitterly: "Adult, forgiveness, my junior brother, I really haven't seen the world and is not sensible, please forgive me!"

Ruan Zun was pierced in the left chest, and blood gushed like a spring. Zhao Zhizhao hurriedly fixed his acupoint to stop the bleeding, and said hurriedly: "Don't talk anymore, if you continue like this, do you have to let them kill you?"

The woman also said hurriedly: "Little brother, you can go quickly, don't worry about me." ”

Ruan Zun was speechless, Wen Yanbo glanced at him coldly, feeling that he was no longer suitable to bully the small, and said to Long Xiaofeng: "You can handle the matter here cheaply." The figure flashed and disappeared into thin air.

Long Xiaofeng said to Zhao Zhizhao: "The Demon Suppression Hall has negotiated with the four major spiritual academies of Shinshu, and each spiritual academy has also said that they must abide by the rules reached by all parties. For the sake of the spiritual courtyard, I don't want to have more complications, so you can take him away. ”

Zhao Zhizhao easily stopped Ruan Zun's bleeding and prepared to drag him away. He also felt deeply regretful, although he also felt that the woman's sin would not lead to death, but the matter of the Demon Suppression Hall was not something that a small student of the Spirit Academy could intervene in. Xiang Weng Qingxin made a look, and the two were about to make a move, Ruan Zun had already struggled, and said to Long Xiaofeng, "What do you want to do before you let him go?"

At this time, his spiritual power was exhausted, his blood and qi were weak, and he was almost at the end of his strong crossbow.

Seeing his sad appearance, Long Xiaofeng frowned and said, "Who is she, you want to defend her like this?"

Nguyen Zun said: "Every, every innocent life is worth it and worth preserving. ”

"Makes sense. Long Xiaofeng said, "It's the same as what she just said, it's very reasonable." Well, I'm not an unreasonable person. Shizun asked me to deal with it cheaply, so her life and death are in my hands. Patting Ruan Zun's cheek, "Since you also want to play, then I will accompany you." Aren't you willing to use your life to defend it, I will fulfill you, I don't need you to die, I will give you two choices. ”

"The first choice is that you defeat me, and you take people away. He said, put away the flowing gold sword, and spread his legs, "Of course, you will definitely not be able to defeat me, then I will give you another choice, if you want to save her, just get under my crotch!"