Just when Jiang Yeran confronted Yuntai, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind behind him. This made Jiang Yeran's heart rise sharply, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to turn around to defend.

However, before he could make a move, four black shadows suddenly flashed behind him. It was a four-handled arc-shaped short blade that was swept up by the cyan wind, and with the whirring sound of the wind tearing through the air, it quickly attacked Jiang Yeran's vital body.

"Get out!"

Jiang Yeran shouted angrily, this was supposed to be a fair duel between him and Yuntai, but now he was plotted, which made him very unhappy! Seeing that he couldn't dodge, he simply gave up the idea of dodging, and the majestic spiritual power swept out under the urging of "Spirit Decision", colliding with the four arc-shaped short blades in the air.

The next moment, the arc-shaped short blade that originally enveloped his vital body stopped in the air so unbelievably, as if it had been forcibly seized control by an invisible force.

"Climb for you!"

Jiang Yeran didn't use his eyes to see, as soon as his spiritual power came out, he had already locked on the sneak attacker lurking in the shadows while controlling the four arc-shaped short blades.

Only a pig-like scream was heard, and the four arc-shaped short blades inserted eight hideous blood holes into this person's body with lightning speed.

"You're pretty good at this short blade, and since you're willing to send me equipment, I'm disrespectful. Jiang Yeran looked at a second-year student who jumped out after being injured, and said with a smile: "But the so-called coming is not rude, let's use you to try the power of this short blade." ”

Saying that, Jiang Yeran didn't care about the other party's pleas for mercy, and as soon as his mental power moved, he manipulated four arc-shaped short blades to cut his muscle tissue. In this person's horrified gaze, the four arc-shaped short blades were like cutting tofu, and in an instant, his body was cut into neat five sections, turning into nourishing Jiang Yeran's energy.

Witnessing the process of Jiang Yeran's killing, Yuntai's face turned dark, and the corners of his mouth twitched, not that he felt that the scene was bloody and he couldn't accept it, after all, this was just a virtual system, and for them, it was like playing a game.

He just recognized the person who attacked Jiang Yeran, which made him feel a little unhappy.

The owner of these four arc-shaped short blades, oh no, it should be said that the former master, was also the number one person in their second year, named Feng Yao, and was known as the "Wind Chaser".

As the name suggests, he is a Wind Inhuman, and the Wind is a very common element in the Inhuman world. So at the beginning, there was nothing special about Feng Yao, until a team battle match. At that time, the members of his squad broke out into a team battle with another squad, and due to their outmatch, they quickly fell into disadvantage.

Just when the Feng Yao team was about to be wiped out, Feng Yao unexpectedly threw out four flying blades, and took advantage of the moment when the other party thought that the victory was decided, and the moment of carelessness, he instantly assassinated the four members on the opposite side, and their team also completed the lore!

Since then, the nickname "Wind Chaser" has gradually sounded in the second year, and he is like a natural assassin, who comes and goes like a ghost, but always surprisingly able to kill his opponents with a single blow with his four curved short blades.

Later, Feng Yao's flying blade secret technique has been imitated by various wind attribute aliens, and has even been interviewed by the student union as a textbook assassination technique, but no one has ever succeeded in learning it. It can be said that it has always been imitated and never surpassed.

Although, the top ten masters in the second grade, such as Yuntai, are confident that they can resist Feng Yao's four-handled flying blades in the case of a hard frontal carry. But if this person secretly attacked, then I am afraid that even they would have no way to do it. Even a few of them have discussed this purpose, believing that only by reaching the level of a second-rate master can they rely on their perception of Fengyao's aura to lock his position and resist his sneak attack.

However, Jiang Yeran in front of him broke their cognition, and even slapped him in the face. He is clearly a third-rate master, and he actually killed Feng Yao when he was sneak attacked, which made Yuntai feel incredible.

"Heh, are the second-year seniors so enthusiastic?" Jiang Yeran sneered disdainfully at the corner of his mouth, the short stick in his right hand pointed obliquely at the gimbal, and the blue-purple ghost cold flame burned around his body, and four sharp arc-shaped short blades rotated, surrounding him, and the momentum of Xuan He really rendered him like a demon god from hell.

"I'm sorry, but I don't really know anything about it. Yuntai said in a deep voice, he really didn't lie about this, he really didn't know that Feng Yao would suddenly sneak attack Jiang Yeran.

Jiang Yeran smiled lightly, of course he knew that this was mostly Feng Yao's own behavior, so he didn't care. If he is the eighth-ranked senior in the second grade, when dealing with one of his first-year juniors, he still needs someone else to sneak attack to win, then how can he mix in the second grade.

"It doesn't matter, since you gave me four high-grade curved short blades, then I will reluctantly accept your apology. Jiang Yeran smiled absently, and then Sen Ran's gaze turned to the cloud platform again.

Being looked at by this kind of gaze, the gimbal suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He secretly greeted the eighteenth generation of Fengyao Ancestor, if the sneak attack was successful, it would be okay, but now he has lost his wife and broken his soldiers. He knew that these four arc-shaped short blades were all purple-level weapons that Feng Yao had exchanged for in the virtual system after he had accumulated energy for half a year after entering the second year. Now, it's making a wedding dress for Jiang Yeran, doesn't this increase the difficulty of the game for Lao Tzu?!

Seeing that Yuntai's expression was nervous, Jiang Yeran's eyes narrowed slightly, and his spiritual power was to control the four arc-shaped short blades to shoot out, covering all his dodging routes with four completely different trajectories.

Yuntai frowned, he didn't understand why Jiang Yeran could control the short blade so flexibly and freely, or control four at the same time. That invisible fluctuation is not spiritual power, but when did the spiritual power become so strong?

At that moment, in the face of the four flying short blades, he didn't dare to be careless, and his toes tapped the ground, and the bright red fire attribute ability gushed out, taking his body to turn over deftly in the air, which was able to dodge the first two short blades to fly. And as his figure landed, the other two short blades were already shot in front of him.

The gimbal snorted coldly, and the fire attribute abilities of both hands erupted, knocking the two curved short blades that flew directly out. But before he could relax, the two short blades that had been avoided before turned back and struck at his vest. Although the short blade had not yet been attacked, the strength that easily tore through the air made him feel a chill in his heart.

And the two short blades in front of him that were knocked away by him were also spinning, and under Jiang Yeran's control, they flew towards him with precision again.

Yuntai let out a low snort, he understood that he couldn't be so passive, otherwise he would lose sooner or later. At this thought, the cloud tilt folded his hands and spread them slightly to the sides, and as his palms opened, a little crimson light also appeared in the palms of his hands. When his palm was fully open to the sides, the crimson fire attribute ability suddenly swept out of his body as if it were substance, turning into a crimson spear.

At the moment when this spear was formed, the temperature around him seemed to rise. And the ground beneath his feet became unusually dry, and even the water molecules in the soil were evaporated by its scorching temperature.

The crimson spear was three meters long, and the moment it was formed, the gimbal held it firmly in its hand and danced quickly in the void. For a while, the guns were all around, and the sky was full of flames, perfectly isolating the four arc-shaped short blades controlled by Jiang Yeran from three meters away from him.

"It's kind of interesting. Jiang Yeran nodded slightly, looking at the cloud platform that was impermeable to defend himself, he suddenly felt a little funny. Obviously, you are the senior, the eighth-ranked master in the second grade, why is it that you are fighting now, but it is more like you have been suppressed by me.

Jiang Yeran naturally didn't know that Yuntai was afraid of his background, and he just wanted to drag himself down. Seeing that he didn't take the initiative to make a move, Jiang Yeran's dark eyes flashed a hint of battle intent, and his body trembled slightly, just like a ghost, he appeared three meters in front of Yuntai, just on the edge of his spear's attack.

He pinched the short stick with one hand, and the blue-purple ghost cold flame quickly emerged, and finally converged at the front of the short stick, with the appearance of this layer of energy, the power of Jiang Yeran's stick also exploded suddenly.

Yuntai's face sank, since ancient times, weapons have been an inch long and an inch strong, junior brother, you dare to come up with a short stick? It also happens to be within the range of my spear, is this a provocation?

With a cold snort in his heart, he changed his previous defensive strategy, and the flame spear in his hand stabbed straight out, swept up a piece of spear, and attacked Jiang Yeran in front of the door.

However, the next moment, Jiang Yeran used practical actions to educate him, don't look down on short soldiers.

I saw Jiang Yeran wave his right hand, and the short stick in his hand had already been chopped down, forcibly changing the trajectory of the spear with fierce force, and stabbing towards the side behind him. And Jiang Yeran's left hand, at this moment, also appeared with a short stick, and he pointed at the chest of the Yuntai without hesitation.

"Double sticks?" Yuntai's eyes froze, he had never fought with Jiang Yeran before, he didn't know his style, just now he saw that he was just holding a short stick, so he subconsciously thought that his weapon was a short stick in his right hand.

At this time, when I saw him come out with both sticks, I secretly said something bad in my heart. But he also reacted very quickly, and immediately put the spear in his hand back to defense. It's just that when he was about to swing his spear, he suddenly found that his spear seemed to be imprisoned by some invisible force, and he couldn't withdraw it to defend it at the first time.

And it was such a momentary delay that Jiang Yeran had a short stick in his left hand, but it was already carrying the sound of whirring wind and pointing it on his chest.

At that moment, Yuntai could only be heartbroken and decisively gave up the spear. He clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed into the baton with a berserk or attribute ability.

"Bang!"

The two collided fiercely, and the stick that was enough to pierce a third-rate master-level powerhouse was directly blasted away by the Yuntai's punch, and the blue-purple flames drifted all over the sky, but instead adhered to the Yuntai's body with a strange viscous feeling.

The gimbal was startled, and his fire-attribute abilities surged rapidly, trying to extinguish the blue-purple flames that were sticking to his body. It's just that no matter how desperately he tried to stop it, this blue-purple flame burned more and more.

In an instant, Jiang Yeran's figure shuttled out, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the gimbal.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Yeran's twin sticks, which were covered with ghostly cold flames, turned into a shadow of sticks in the sky and smashed overwhelmingly towards the panicked gimbal.