Wu Rong's goal was Mo Cheng. When he heard that Fang Qiao told him that Wu Rong was hiding nearby, he immediately thought of leaving this place where many people gathered.
It's not that he was scared of Wu Rong's strength and wanted to escape.
But here, there are Zhu Jun, Wei Changshang, Xing Yu and other friends and family members with whom he has a relationship, and he doesn't want them to be hurt any more because of him.
He called Zhu Jun and others to hide in the forest, hoping that they would hide temporarily, but they all followed him blindly.
What Mo Cheng didn't expect was that Wu Rong was actually hiding in front of him, his voice floating in front of him. In an instant, he gathered his energy into the most concentrated state and looked over nervously.
"call out!"
A strong wind swept directly over. Mo Cheng opened his eyes and saw a big foot in front of him, swinging towards him.
Mo Cheng's face already felt a little stinging, and he ducked to the side.
Then he raised his hand to pat away Wu Rong's kick.
A kick wrapped in spiritual power is full of power. If you are kicked by it, it will be a trivial matter for you to be unable to walk for several days.
So vicious!
A thought flashed through Mo Cheng's mind, but he didn't have any kind thoughts.
When he bent down, ice marks appeared in his palms and were thrown towards the big feet above his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Wu Rong did not really use this foot as an offensive, and struck up forcefully. Instead, he took advantage of the opportunity to flip his body in the air, jumped in the air, with his head facing down, and struck straight down with one hand,
Collision with the oncoming ice mark.
Buzz!
There was a buzzing sound everywhere.
A circular ripple swept through the surrounding area instantly.
A crack also appeared under Mo Cheng's feet, and then spread in all directions, like a crack, gradually increasing in scope, which also caused Mo Cheng to press down a little.
Wu Rong, who was standing upright above, seemed to be very relaxed.
"Mo Cheng, I must kill you today!"
Mo Cheng, who was below, gritted his teeth and replied: "Wait until you kill me, otherwise the price will be unbearable for you!"
"What a loud tone! See if I don't kill you!"
When Wu Rong increased his weight above him, a mountain was instantly added to his body, as if he was already holding up against the sky, with no way out.
But Mo Cheng didn't believe it. He pushed his legs down on his own initiative, and then lifted his legs up into the sky, standing on the ground. But it seemed that he had an aura that wanted to break through the sky.
However, Wu Rong only trembled slightly, nothing serious happened.
In such a short time, Mo Cheng's current situation was that he had been completely suppressed, which was unimaginable.
But Wu Rong ignored Mo Cheng's real purpose at this moment.
I saw Mo Cheng stomping down hard, his body dwarfed, and there was a slight gap where the hands above him were resting. Mo Cheng fell to the side awkwardly for a moment.
He fell hard down, regardless of his image, he stood up again, eyes wide open, and looked ahead.
When Mo Cheng was escaping, Wu Rong pressed down hard, but failed to hold back and rushed underground.
Bang!
The dust and mist shot into the sky and flew up again.
When the dust hit the ground, Wu Rong was already standing, looking at Mo Cheng with an unkind expression.
"That's a good trick, kid, but for me, it's more interesting this way. The fun begins now!"
After saying that, he stretched his hands behind his back.
At this time, everyone turned their attention to Wu Rong's back.
Wu Rong carried a long sword on his shoulder. He looked mighty, but he showed a sinister look.
When fighting Mo Cheng, the long sword kept trembling, with a strong desire to participate in the battle.
Wu Rong pulled it out, and his aura suddenly rose, letting everyone see a familiar smell.
This was the energy that radiated his own strength into Xin Bang in mid-air when he was in Ding Pavilion of the Academy not long after entering the academy. It was the kind of energy that was suddenly ejected by Xin Bang.
But now, it is real before his eyes, without the illusion and tension of facing the enemy at that time.
At that moment, I was happy for a moment because Wu Rong suddenly improved his strength. But when I thought about it, I felt it was ridiculous. Wouldn't that make me die faster?
The long sword was unsheathed, its unparalleled momentum was terrifying.
I still remember that before coming to the academy, my father took me into the stone room and pulled up the White Yin Sword left by my mother. The White Yin Sword at that time had the same energy and momentum as the long sword in Wu Rong's hand!
"I think you should know that I am a swordsman, and a very strong one. It is much stronger than what I was born as a warrior, so you should know that it is very easy for me to kill you."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you can really kill me, that's your skill. Don't be so silent!"
There was no fear in Mo Cheng's words. In fact, he was a little scared, but he thought of the innocent friends around him, so he had to fight even if he risked his life!
After his death, Wu Rong must have suffered the same damage. Not to mention dying together, he would only be able to retain half of his strength. In that case, at least it would not be too difficult for Zhu Jun and the others to deal with him!
"This is what you asked for!"
Wu Rong smiled fiercely, paused his feet, and then waved the long sword in his hand.
"My sword is named Ruiyu. It is one of the most precious swords in the world, but it is one of the top swords in the world. It is a very honorable thing for you to die by its sword!"
The long sword ruined the words, and the momentum was extraordinary.
Wu Rong held the long sword in his hand, fully displaying his strength in front of everyone in an instant.
Although the warrior's spiritual power is only at the eighth level of the Beginning Realm, it has sword power that is ten times stronger than it, and it is constantly flowing through the body, urging it to be activated.
The power of the sword is extremely sharp, and the powerful one can even make people dare not look at it, killing people invisible.
Not to mention Wu Rong's current strength, he was still able to deal with all the students present with ease.
Once everyone figured this out, they quickly distanced themselves from him.
In fact, Wu Rong was only interested in Mo Cheng. Perhaps he had said before that if he wanted to die in his hands, he must have the qualifications.
It was extremely arrogant, but it was at this moment that everyone was reminded of the weight of these words.
"Sword light burns the sky!"
On the sword body, countless sword rays are secreted, which are all over the sky, covering downwards, approaching the point where nothing can be done.
It was the lightning that filled the sky, shooting towards him.
"Breaking Heavenly Cold Fist!"
Mo Cheng didn't dare to underestimate him, and with the first blow, Huang Yuanpin unleashed his powerful skills.
Under the instant coldness of the surrounding space, along with the mighty force of heaven and earth, after blasting forward, it condensed again, and the ice seal palms continued to emerge, and four ice seals appeared one after another.
"Baisu Bingyi Jin!"
A low growl sounded from the bottom of his throat.
Four ice seals rushed towards Wu Rong like they were desperately trying.
Wu Rong waved the sword of ruination towards the sky, and struck down from the horizon.
In an instant, it was as if a gap had been opened in the sky, rays of light were radiating, and the sound of swords trembled one after another.
"choke!"
The struggle with space is no less difficult than giving in.
A very overbearing, long and harsh sound resounded in everyone's ears.
Mo Cheng's several attacks, if there are any, seem to have no harm to it, but have a squeezing effect on the space.
Seeing the deformation of the space everywhere, everyone's hearts were clenched together.
The Sky-Breaking Cold Fist, the power of heaven and earth, and the spiritual power shot were also like four ice seals. After a slight collision with the Ruining Sword, they just missed it and dodged it.
There were several explosions in the sky, but Wu Rong was safe and sound.
There was still a victor's attitude on his face, and he was looking at Mo Cheng.
Mo Cheng was startled, the huge attack in his eyes kept amplifying, and the long sword gradually approached him.
You can feel the cutting sharpness on the blade of the sword.
Mo Cheng forced himself to hide aside, but Wu Rong responded accordingly, as if following Mo Cheng's movements, he would also move.
There was no choice but to rush back at a faster speed.
It seems that facing Wu Rong's move, there are only two results, one is to defeat Wu Rong and injure Wu Rong, the other is to be hit by Wu Rong and not only die but also be crippled.
When Mo Cheng saw that Wu Rong's sword was so powerful, he also felt determined. At worst, he would fight with all his strength. If he didn't do anything, the sword would fall down later. Wu Rong would not be hurt, but he would be beaten to death.
.
It would be impossible to save Zhu Jun and the others, and instead would make these friends suffer a disaster that had nothing to do with it.
Wu Rong's figure faced Mo Cheng's anxious escape, but he did not let him get hurt immediately. Instead, he acted playfully, smiling at the corners of his mouth, staring at Mo Cheng with pleasure, as if to say, run faster!
Once such an insulting hint flashed through Mo Cheng's mind, he felt like a demon in his heart, his eyes dim.
"Haha! Mo Cheng, I said you are no match for me. Once I pick up the sword, who among the younger generation can defeat me? Haha... I will always be the strongest!"
"The best shit! I haven't come with you yet! Are you so excited? Don't be too happy too early!"
"Really? Come on then!"
Wu Rong was suddenly angered by Mo Cheng, and instantly increased his speed by a few points, and slashed at Mo Cheng with his long sword.
Mo Cheng was blocked by the cold force, but the energy and blood in his body was boiling, making him feel a little uncomfortable.
He flew backwards and fell to the ground. He resisted spitting out a mouthful of blood and stared at Wu Rong.
This kind of power has been resisted by myself, so I have nothing to fear!
Slowly stood up again. Under Wu Rong's surprised gaze, his hands were also moving rapidly, but they were the terror of different spiritual powers. They only had the meaning of Yuan Mian, which contained shocking power.
People not far away were also frightened by the fight between the two.
When Yan Li saw Mo Cheng's hand, his eyes suddenly lit up.
I saw that the formation force used by Mo Cheng felt very close to Yan Li, just like Wu Rong, the swordsman now, was excited to meet someone of the same status.
After two breaths, Mo Cheng gathered countless formations in front of him, winding like a long snake, twisting and turning.
Under such shocking power, Wu Rong was in vain.
When did Xi know such advanced methods? I have never seen him use them. Could it be some innovative and powerful method?
After being shocked in his heart, he didn't react at all, and the sword in his hand buzzed again.
At this moment, only Mo Cheng knew clearly that the power exerted by his hand was completely useless and had no effect. It was the mental spectrum and fire magic spectrum that Xiaoli had taught him before to confuse his opponent!
It was only now that Yan Li on the side seemed to be looking from the perspective of a composer, discovered some clues, and nodded his head in interest.