Looking at the three people who were faintly opposing each other in the void, the sound of ridicule rose loudly in the square.
"Who do those two guys think they are? Haha."
"How dare you fight with Dean You'an? You really don't know how to live or die."
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On the magic stage, the specially hired teachers and the eighth-level students looked at each other, some not knowing what to do.
Look at the three people facing each other in the void. Nicholas Snow stamped his feet fiercely. How could this guy not be able to bear it? Does he still want to fight the saint-level strongman Dean Youan?
Vice President Fa Er gently placed Wei'er in his arms on the chair next to him, and glanced at the three people above the void with some worry. With his current strength, he couldn't see clearly the black-haired man and the big man.
Strength, what does this mean? It means that those two people have been promoted to the holy level. The three holy levels... If the battle really breaks out, this academy may be the first to be destroyed... He smiled slightly, helplessly
Sighed.
Above the void, countless lines of sight are focused...
Liu Feng flipped his palm, flipped the epee playfully a few times, and several beautiful sword flowers scattered in the wind. His whole body's true energy surged sharply, and his protective aura emerged, forming a misty and elegant ancient sword shirt on his body.
, the slender white sword robe fluttered gently with the breeze...
The heavy sword with its sharp blade pointed at the handsome You An opposite, and the cold shout lingered between heaven and earth.
"Liu Feng, a young scholar who has recently been promoted to the Holy Order, came here to ask for advice from Dean You'an. Please don't refuse."
The cold drink was like a bomb, causing the square, which was not very peaceful, to fall into a state of madness.
"What? He is the youngest saint-level powerhouse in the mainland in the past thousand years?"
"The extremely powerful man who was promoted to the Saint level in his twenties. Liu Feng?"
"Liu Feng..."
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The light voice spread among the bunch of beautiful girls, but it caused endless silence.
A pair of beautiful pupils. He quietly raised his head and his eyes flicked over the thin body standing proudly in the sky.
"We...we are indeed blinded by vanity." A low murmur sounded among the girls...
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On the magic table, Nicholas Snow raised his head in disbelief, looking at the white figure looming in the void, and quietly covered his red lips with his slender little hands.
"Is that the youngest Saint-level powerhouse on the continent... the instructor?"
Countless eyes mixed with disbelief intersected on the dashing white shadow in the void.
"Roar." A thunderous dragon roar resounded through the sky.
Feeling the feeling of losing the restraint. Hei Baike's hearty laughter, rolling laughter, like spring thunder, continuous.
"Old You'an, hand over my brother's little lover, or we will tear down your shabby academy today." Hei Baike opened his huge earth dragon's mouth and said arrogantly.
"Half-dragon?" Seeing Hei Baike's head, You An's eyes narrowed slightly and he sneered: "I said you are crazy about women. You actually came to our Xinglan Academy to find women? If I don't give it to you,
Teach me a lesson, others really think that our Xinglan Academy is afraid of your Dragon Clan."
"Hand over Weier. You An." Liu Feng said coldly, looking at You An with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
"Hand over Wei'er? Dreaming." Hearing Liu Feng's purpose, You An couldn't help but get angry. "Liu Feng, don't think that you are the youngest saint in the mainland in the past thousand years, so you are so arrogant. No matter how you are
Genius. In my eyes, you are just a rookie who has just entered the Holy Land."
"Damn it, I'm looking for my own woman, do you want to take care of it?" Facing You An's anger, Liu Feng looked even more irritable.
"You fart, when did Wei'er become your woman? I...how come I haven't heard of you?" Seeing Liu Feng's even more inexplicable reason, You An was so angry that he jumped to his feet. He didn't care about the dean.
Feng Fan, in front of countless students, directly cursed.
"Damn it, who do you think you are Weier? Does Weier still have to tell you this old guy no matter what, old bastard?"
"I am Weier's teacher, isn't that enough?"
In the eyes of ordinary people, two holy men who were unattainable were in countless sights. They began to quarrel over a girl like gangsters on the street.
"That's ridiculous, you are Wei'er's teacher. Then she will be so seriously injured? Don't tell me, you don't know anything." Thinking of the pale look on Wei'er's face, Liu Feng felt heartbroken.
The killing intent skyrocketed.
"This...this...at that time, I had something to do, so I didn't stay by Wei'er's side, but I didn't know that, so I left for a while, and this girl tried to reach the stars beyond her own capabilities." Regarding this question.
, You An was also a little ashamed, and his handsome face slightly blamed himself.
"Hmph, so you are not qualified as a teacher at all. Hand over Wei'er and I will heal her." Liu Feng snorted coldly.
"Impossible, I will never hand it over to you, Weier. Moreover, I have never heard Weier tell you about your identity, so I won't believe it." You An waved his robe and rejected it directly.
"Damn it, you're wasting my time. Let's do it. Let me see how tyrannical you, a holy and heavenly person, can be." Liu Feng flicked the tip of his sword, and the buzzing sound of the sword echoed in the sky.
"Do you really think I'm afraid of you, a rookie who hasn't even reached the Saint level?" You An shouted coldly, and the space rippled as his hands danced.
Liu Feng narrowed his eyes lightly, and cold light flashed between his dark pupils. He stopped Hei Bake who was about to take action behind him, and said softly: "Hei Da, let me deal with him... Go and help me get Wei'er
Take it from me, please."
Hearing this, Hei Bake opened his mouth in dissatisfaction, but under Liu Feng's insistent gaze, he had no choice but to nod his head, his figure plummeted, and he quickly ran towards the towering magic platform.
Seeing Hei Baike walking straight towards the magic stage, You An raised his eyebrows and moved slightly. At lightning speed, Liu Feng, who was unprepared, only intercepted an afterimage... You An flashed in Hei Baike
In front of him, a white fleshy palm mixed with surging energy was stamped hard on the scaly Heb's chest.
"boom."
A loud sound resounded in the sky, and a dark shadow fell from the void, leaving a long trace on the square.
"Damn, old bastard." Hei Baike crawled from the ground and looked down at the broken scales on his chest. A trace of blood flowed out from between the gaps. He felt the pain on his chest. Hei Baike was huge.
His longan was slightly red, he cursed angrily and was about to rush forward.
"Hei Da, go and take Wei'er out first, please." A cold voice sounded in the sky. After seeing Hei Baike obeying his words, his figure flashed in the void and appeared behind You An,
The extremely sharp sword stabbed his vest without mercy.
"Humph." Feeling the fierce power behind him, You An snorted coldly, "The space is solidified."
Space fluctuations swept out, fixing Liu Feng in the void for a second or two, and then he was violently broken through. Although it only took a little time, in the eyes of the strong, it was enough to cope with everything.
Two figures suddenly appeared and disappeared in the void. When they appeared again next time, they were already more than a hundred meters away from where they were just now...
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On the square, countless people fell into sluggishness, and in the void, the falling black fragments... were they space fragments? Is the power of the Holy Order so powerful?
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On the magic table, the arrogant Hei Baike directly used the most brutal method to throw out all the people who were blocking him... Fighting all the way, Hei Baike walked straight to where Wei'er was, looking at him with both hands carelessly.
He waved behind him, and the huge space force scattered all the sneak attacks. The heavy footsteps made the magic platform tremble continuously.
"Old man, leave that little girl to me. You are not my opponent now." A circle of white smoke spurted out from between the huge nostrils, Hei Baike said with a squinting eye.
"Haha, this friend is joking. It's an honor to be able to fight against a strong Saint-level person, even if you lose." Vice Dean Fa'er smiled slightly, the space ring in his hand shone lightly, and a huge magic wand appeared on the palm of his hand, respectfully.
He nodded to Heibake.
"Please ask your friends for advice."
...
Liu Feng expressionlessly split the "Euan" in front of him in half, and kicked his right foot backwards like lightning... A fleshy palm emerged from the void and stamped hard on that foot.
superior.
"Pfft." The huge force coming from his right foot directly knocked Liu Feng away, and a mouthful of blood could not help but spit out from his mouth.
The void rippled gently, and You An appeared strangely in the void. He dabbed it with his hands and sneered: "You are just a junior saint, why should you fight me? You'd better take your friends and leave. I can do that."
Just pretend what happened today never happened.”
Liu Feng wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, glanced at the dim protective sword shirt, shook his head slightly, pointed the tip of the sword far away, vomited the sword, and let out a low laugh.