"I...go!"

Jian Fengyun said hard, and sat down weakly.

At this time, his face turned pale.

The Invincible Sword took away all his power, and this feeling of weakness made him feel unprecedentedly uncomfortable.

He didn't care about returning to the Sky-Devouring Tower, and directly crossed his legs to the ground to restore the consumed divine power.

......

Six days have passed since the male disciple of the Holy Academy surrounded Tianyi Peak.

Today is the seventh day, and the Holy Academy welcomes an uninvited guest.

Li Yinyang, the Holy Son of the Yinyang Divine Cult.

He stepped into the Holy Academy, climbed to the Holy War Platform in the Holy Academy, challenged the disciples of the Holy Academy, and asked the disciples of the Holy Academy to give advice in the name of discussing the Tao.

On the holy war stage

"Why, these crooked melons and jujubes in the Holy Academy are called the Holy Land of the Martial Arts of the Galaxy?"

Li Yinyang's eyes narrowed, and a wicked smile appeared on his fair face that made the women envious.

Under his feet was a disciple of the Nine Star Divine Yuan Realm.

"Ah...ah..."

The trampled disciple of the Divine Yuan Realm had his bones behind him, and his blood was flowing continuously. The severe pain made him scream.

"Li Yinyang, don't bully people too much. The geniuses in our Holy Academy have not taken action yet. You are just bullying us ordinary disciples."

Under the Holy War, a disciple from the Holy Academy gritted his teeth and said authentically.

Li Yinyang stepped onto the holy war platform and had severely damaged nine disciples from the Holy Academy in succession.

Every disciple of the Holy Academy could not stand up and was defeated by Li Yinyang after one move. Then he stepped on his feet and humiliated everyone.

"Okay, I'm not good at it. I want to ask the geniuses of the Holy Academy for advice. It's best to let your Holy Emperor come out together. He kills my uncle Li Mo. I will definitely pay the price!"

The evil smile on Li Yinyang's face slowly became cold.

Click!

The next moment, he kicked out, kicking the disciple of the Holy Academy under his feet to the point of breaking the arm of the Holy War platform, smashing it on the ground, and unconscious.

"It turned out that the timid emperor, who was as timid as a mouse, caused trouble!"

"So many brothers have caused serious damage. This sword Fengyun is really harmful to people."

"Yes, I'll forget it if I don't have the ability, but I'll go out to cause trouble. After today, I will definitely ask the Holy Dean Elder to deprive him of the emperor's order."

Under the holy war, many disciples of the Holy Academy couldn't help but talk.

When they heard that it was Li Yin-yang, who was attracted by Jian Fengyun, they couldn't help but feel indignant and verbally criticized him, as if they were going to tell Jian Fengyun to death.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let your geniuses in the Holy Academy take action."

Li Yinyang's face showed a yin look and felt impatient and authentic.

"I'll fight you!"

At this moment, a figure of a man in yellow robe fell on the holy war platform.

"Yang Duxiao, ranked 30th in the Five Domain Qingyun List, please give me advice!"

The man in the yellow robe held a short Xiao in his hand, and his body exuded the aura of the six-star God King Realm.

"After finally, it's okay, but it's not enough to deal with me."

Li Yinyang glanced at Yang Duxiao, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I will know if I have enough or not."

Yang Duxiao's eyes were locked tightly on Li Yinyang's body.

Although the opponent's aura reached the nine stars of the God King realm, he was still not afraid. As a disciple of the Holy Academy, he was confident that he was far superior to the outside world's warriors.

Before he could react, a fist fell on his chest.

Bang!

Yang Duxiao had no time to resist, and only felt a huge force in his chest, and then he was punched on the ground. A large area of ​​his chest collapsed, spitting blood.

"The waste is talking too much."

Li Yinyang licked the blood on the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

There was cruel disdain in his eyes, and then he suddenly raised Yang Duxiao and threw him out like a dead dog.

Bang!

With a light sound, Yang Duxiao's body smacked around the holy war platform, and blood soaked the entire robe from his chest.

"You...ah...ahah..."

Yang Duxiao stared at Li Yinyang with an ugly expression. The pain above his body was far less than the feeling of being rubbed and abused by his self-esteem.

"Come on Brother Yang to Yaodan Pavilion for treatment."

A disciple exclaimed, and three or four ordinary disciples surged out of the crowd, lifted Yang Duxiao and sent him to the Medicine Dan Pavilion.

"Is this the strength of your Holy Academy genius? It's really disappointing?"

Li Yinyang stood proudly on the holy war platform, his eyes swept around with contempt.

Under the Holy War Platform, countless disciples felt humiliated, but they dared not speak out. Even Yang Duxiao was defeated with one move. Except for the top geniuses in the Holy Academy, no one could fight with him.

"No one dares to challenge it yet? Are your disciples in the Holy Academy all useless?"

Li Yinyang's face was cold and swept around, saying.

"The name of the Holy Academy is not to be humiliated, I will fight you!"

At this moment, a black robe figure jumped onto the holy war platform.

This person is Tang Shiba, who had just fought with Jian Fengyun not long ago. His injuries have been healed, and his cultivation has improved, and he has reached the half-step Divine Emperor Realm.

"Oh, Tang Shiba?!"

Li Yinyang raised his eyebrows coldly and said.

"You recognize me?"

Tang Shiba was wearing a mask, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He doesn't remember knowing this holy son of the Yin-Yang Divine Sect.

"Of course I know. When I came to the Holy Academy, I lived in Shengtian City for a day. It was rumored that Tang Shiba fought with the Holy Emperor and was defeated at the gate of the city."

A provocative meaning appeared at the corner of Li Yinyang's mouth.

"Hmph, those are all rumors. How powerful is Senior Brother Tang? How powerful is that that turtle can match."

"Yes, that man Jian Fengyun, if he causes trouble, he still has to ask the disciples of the Holy Academy to stop the disaster for him. He is simply a vain emperor."

"Yes, I'm as timid as a mouse, and I'm worthy of defeating Senior Brother Tang."

Under the Holy War, the disciples of the Holy Academy spoke immediately, not believing that Tang Shiba would be defeated by Jian Fengyun.

Tang Shiba turned a deaf ear to the words of the disciples of the Holy Academy below.

His eyes looked at Li Yinyang quietly and said, "Yes, I lost to him."

Jian Fengyun spared his life that day, and he could admit his victory and defeat very calmly.

"Haha, your Holy Academy is really interesting. A group of disciples are talking about how useless that Holy Emperor is, but you say you have defeated him. Are you worse than a waste?"

Li Yinyang laughed loudly, with a playful light in his eyes.

"What did Senior Brother Tang just say? He was defeated by Jian Fengyun?"

"Impossible, it must be that Senior Brother Tang did this in order to make Li Yinyang underestimate the enemy."

"Yes, this must be the case. Senior Brother Tang is trying to confuse his opponent, and he will definitely not lose to that waste."

Even though Tang Shiba admitted it, the many disciples in the Holy War stage did not believe it and found a reason for Tang Shiba.

In the subconscious of these disciples, Tang Shiba is a noble and true disciple, while Jian Fengyun is just a war-fearer who dares not even accept the challenge of ordinary disciples, and is not at the same level at all.

"Why do you have to show your verbal advantage? If you want to fight, you can fight!"
Chapter completed!