Hearing the sound, Nie Xuan turned around and glanced at Zhang Ruochen. He did not remove his foot from Zhang Shaochu's head. A strange smile appeared on his face and said: "What did you just say? You want to destroy me? Everyone heard it.
, he said he was going to destroy me!”
All the students around laughed, thinking that the two princes of Yunwu County were idiots.
It's true that Zhang Ruochen is the number one among the freshmen, but he is only at the middle stage of Xuanji Realm.
A warrior who is in the middle stage of Xuanji Realm actually claims to destroy a warrior who is in the middle stage of Xuanji Realm. What else can he be but an idiot?
Nie Xuan slightly cupped his hands towards Feng Zhilin and said, "Senior Brother Feng, let me help you teach that Ninth Prince a lesson first. What do you think?"
To deal with a warrior in the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm, Feng Zhilin didn't bother to take action himself. He stood there proudly, nodded slightly, with a cold look in his eyes, and said: "Since he said he wanted to destroy you, shouldn't you?
Destroy him first?"
Nie Xuan showed an understanding smile and kicked Zhang Shaochu aside, "Fat pig, get out of here. I will come back to deal with you later."
Nie Xuan shook his shoulders, and all the bones in his body shook.
He walked towards Zhang Ruochen with a steady pace and said with a smile: "Zhang Ruochen, you are not going to destroy me. I am standing in front of you now. Are you here to destroy me?"
The students surrounding Zhang Ruochen all stepped aside, looking like they were watching a good show.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Zhang Shaochu slightly, and saw Zhang Shaochu lying on the ground, shaking his head vigorously at Zhang Ruochen, signaling Zhang Ruochen to endure it for a while.
If you endure it, you may still have a chance to survive. If you don't, you will definitely die miserably today.
Feng Zhilin, under the pretext of avenging his younger brother, just didn't want the elders of the academy to get involved and wanted to put Zhang Ruochen to death today.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head at Zhang Shaochu, his eyes became firmer, he looked at Nie Xuan and said: "Nie Xuan, do you think I should destroy your hands or your legs?"
Nie Xuan snorted coldly: "Boy, you are too arrogant!"
He stopped talking nonsense to Zhang Ruochen, kicked off his feet, and rushed out at a speed of forty meters per second, as fast as a gust of wind.
The greatest advantage of a warrior at the extreme level of the Xuanji Realm is that his speed is much higher than that of a warrior in the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm. He can kill the opponent with one move before the opponent can react.
However, Zhang Ruochen is not an ordinary mid-level Xuanji realm warrior. In terms of speed, he is not much slower than the mid-level Xuanji realm warriors.
The moment Nie Xuan rushed over, Zhang Ruochen responded with a move and swatted it out with one palm. The jade-white Qi swirled between his five fingers, bursting out with a powerful force.
"Bang!"
Nie Xuan and Zhang Ruochen had a fist bump, and his face changed slightly. He felt a huge force pouring from Zhang Ruochen's palm into his arm, which made his arm burst with pain.
Sensing something was wrong, Nie Xuan immediately stepped back and distanced himself from Zhang Ruochen.
Nie Xuan's arm trembled slightly in his sleeves. Fortunately, he stopped his hand in time, otherwise the meridians in his arm would definitely be broken.
"What a domineering Qi, what level of skills are you practicing?" Nie Xuandao.
Feng Zhilin and the other students could naturally see that Nie Xuan had suffered a lot at the hands of Zhang Ruochen in the previous fight.
They all know very well about Nie Xuan's cultivation. Although he has just broken through to the intermediate level of Xuanji Realm, there is definitely no middle-level Xuanji Realm warrior who can compete with him.
That ninth prince of Yunwu County was so powerful!
Feng Zhilin noticed the jade-white brilliance flashing in Zhang Ruochen's palm just now, and a smile appeared on his face, "It's interesting, it seems that the skills he practiced are really extraordinary, otherwise it would be impossible to repel Nie Xuan.
Zhang Ruochen stared at Nie Xuan and said, "You can also try one of my moves!"
After saying these words, Zhang Ruochen's body was completely tense, like a war bow stretched into a full moon. The zhenqi in his body circulated rapidly, and he kicked off his feet at the same time, like an arrow that had left the string, and rushed out.
All the strength of the bones and muscles in his body was mobilized, he exploded with all his strength, and struck out with one palm.
"Man Xiang Chi Di!"
Nie Xuan had just fought with Zhang Ruochen and suffered a slight loss. He did not dare to look down on Zhang Ruochen anymore.
Just as the wind from his palm hit his face, Nie Xuan used a top-grade human-level martial skill, the Diamond Bone-Breaking Finger.
Nie Xuan stretched out a middle finger, and all the energy in his body rushed towards the middle finger, and a faint golden light appeared on the finger.
"King Kong Broken Bones!"
Nie Xuan's arm seemed to have turned into a phantom, and he pointed his finger towards Zhang Ruochen's palm.
"Bang!"
A finger and a palm collided. Nie Xuan and Zhang Ruochen both felt very uncomfortable and took a step back at the same time.
Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen had cultivated Yujing Qi, so he was able to withstand Nie Xuan's diamond bone-breaking finger. Otherwise, Nie Xuan's finger just now would have pierced his palm.
As soon as Zhang Ruochen took a step back, he immediately took action again, kicked off his legs, jumped seven or eight meters high, and struck out with a palm.
"The flying dragon is in the sky!"
Although Nie Xuan's fingers were in pain, he had to point out his finger again and hit Zhang Ruochen's palm again.
"Bang!"
Nie Xuan was shaken by the force of the palm and took three steps back.
Zhang Ruochen's movements were seamless and he immediately struck out his third palm.
"The dragon and the elephant return to their fields!"
"Bang!"
Nie Xuan's fingers were broken, he made a muffled sound in his mouth, and stepped back in embarrassment.
He stared at Zhang Ruochen from a distance, his arms shaking even more violently, and the pain in his fingers made drops of cold sweat break out on his forehead. His middle finger was broken.
In fact, Zhang Ruochen was not feeling well either. There was a burning pain in his palm, and drops of blood gushed out from the palm prints. He clenched his fists, and blood kept flowing out of his fingers and dripping to the ground.
Nie Xuan's combat power is even stronger than Qingyou's.
Prince Huo Xing stood in the distance, staring at the battle between Nie Xuan and Zhang Ruochen, his eyes getting colder and colder, and said: "He is only in the middle stage of Xuanji Realm and can compete with the top warriors in Xuanji Realm. We can't let him live anymore."
, otherwise it will definitely become a serious problem for the Sifang counties."
Xie Zhaowu stood next to Prince Huo Xing and said with a flattering smile: "Why do you need to worry, Your Highness? Nie Xuan has not yet displayed the true power of a top warrior in the Xuanji Realm. If he did, Zhang Ruochen might not even be able to show off his power."
I can’t even pick him up.”
Prince Huo Xing nodded and said: "The warriors at the lower level of Xuanji Realm can condense beasts with blood and energy. The warriors at the extreme level of Xuanji Realm can condense soldiers with blood and energy. Once these two bloodlines burst out,
With strength, it is really easy for Nie Xuan to defeat Zhang Ruochen."
Xie Zhaowu smiled and said: "Nie Xuan should have a trump card and will not use these two powers easily. After all, he is only dealing with a warrior in the middle stage of Xuanji Realm!"
Prince Huo Xing was naturally planning all this behind the scenes, but he was still a freshman and had no blood feud with Zhang Ruochen, so he used Feng Zhilin to deal with Zhang Ruochen. He just had to watch the show behind his back.
Nie Xuan resisted the pain coming from his fingers and shouted: "Okay! What a new born number one, he is indeed not comparable to ordinary middle-level Xuanji realm warriors. In this case, let you see the low-grade spirit-level martial arts that I have cultivated.
,Phantom Hand!”
Nie Xuan stepped forward and moved his hands, his fingers and arms forming phantoms.
Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes. Even if he injected his true energy into his eye veins, it was difficult to see Nie Xuan's moves clearly.
As a last resort, Zhang Ruochen had to release the space domain. Everything within a thirty-meter radius was under his control.
Borrowing the power of the space realm, Zhang Ruochen finally saw Nie Xuan's handprints and moves clearly.
"Nie Xuan is an extremely high-ranking warrior in the Xuanji Realm. With my current level of cultivation, if I fight him head-on, I will definitely lose nine times out of ten. I must defeat him or even incapacitate him before he can exert the power of his bloodline.
he."
Zhang Ruochen is very aware of the gap between himself and Nie Xuan. Now, there is only one chance. If he grasps this move, he can win. If he fails to grasp it, his end will be worse than that of the fourth prince Zhang Shaochu.
Zhang Ruochen stared closely at Nie Xuan, who rushed over quickly, holding the space-time crystal in his hand and hiding it in his sleeve.
"Zhang Ruochen, it's quite remarkable that you were defeated by my phantom." Nie Xuan had a crazy smile on his face, and more than ten shadows of his hands struck at Zhang Ruochen at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen's body turned to the left, and at an extremely fast speed, he took out the one-foot-long life-killing sickle from the inner space of the space-time crystal.
With a wave of his arm, the life-killing scythe sliced through the air, cutting off one of Nie Xuan's phantom hands.
Bloody light flashes!
A bloody hand fell to the ground.
"Ah...my...hand..."
Nie Xuan screamed, holding his wrist that was bleeding constantly, and almost fainted from the pain.
How could Zhang Ruochen let go of such a good opportunity? He put his foot on Nie Xuan's chest and kicked Nie Xuan away more than ten meters.
Just as Nie Xuan was about to stand up, a heavy foot stepped on his chest, making the bones in his chest rattle, as if his chest was about to collapse.
Zhang Ruochen put the life-killing sickle next to Nie Xuan's neck and said: "Don't move! Otherwise, it won't be as simple as cutting your wrists off later!"
Nie Xuan was extremely angry. If Zhang Ruochen hadn't suddenly taken out a sickle from his sleeve and cut off his left hand, how could he have been defeated by a warrior in the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm?
"If you dare to destroy my left hand, you will definitely not end well today!" Nie Xuan said through gritted teeth.
In the distance, Feng Zhilin and the other students took a long time to react, and immediately rushed over, surrounding Zhang Ruochen in the center.
“Whoosh!
Everyone looked murderous, taking out their true weapon level weapons, as if they were going to cut Zhang Ruochen into eight pieces.
"Asshole, why don't you let go of Nie Xuan immediately?" A student held a sword and pointed it at Zhang Ruochen's chest. If he stretched it forward, he could break Zhang Ruochen's chest.
Zhang Ruochen grinned, placed the life-killing sickle on Nie Xuan's neck, and said: "Whoever dares to move, I will cut off his head."
"Really? Do you believe that I will smash the head of this fat pig first?"
Feng Zhilin grabbed Zhang Shaochu's neck and dragged him in front of Zhang Ruochen.
Feng Zhilin circulated his true energy, with a ferocious smile on his face. He put his palm on Zhang Shaochu's head and said, "Zhang Ruochen, why don't you let go of Nie Xuan immediately and put down the sickle in your hand? Do you really think I dare not kill him?"
Zhang Shaochu was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his lips trembled, and he said: "Ninth... Ninth brother, don't... leave me alone..., if you let Nie Xuan go, you will... be dead!"
"Snapped!"
Feng Zhilin combined his five fingers to form a palm knife and slashed it down, breaking the bones of Zhang Shaochu's right arm.
"ah……"
Zhang Shaochu screamed, his facial features twisted in pain, sweating all over his body, and even his lips turned black.