Chapter 226 Mysterious Comer

"It turned out to be a blood demon sect!"

"I heard rumors that the Western Desert Demon Region is going to invade the territory of Hundred Kingdoms again. Could it be true?"

"The Demon Sect is going to make waves again! I'm afraid there will be another bloody storm!"

"One hundred and eight blood demons are coming to Xue Jiuyou, Tianlan Academy may not escape this disaster this time, let's go!"

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The strongest person here is only the cultivation base of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm. He is not the enemy of the Blood Nine Serenity Unity. How dare he continue to stay.

"Where to go!"

"Everyone else can be spared. The four new heroes must be killed. They will be the enemies of the sect in the future!"

"Okay! Start!"

"Kill! Not one of the four new heroes!"

This time, the Gorefiend Sect dispatched a total of thirteen disciples. In addition to Xue Jiuyou, there were also six experts in the ninth-level heavenly realm. The sharp killing intent rushed forward.

"You wait for the demons and demons, dare to do evil here, give me death!"

Huo Tianqing had a four-footed sword in his hand at some point, his eyes were round, his clothes were windless, and a red flame rose up around his body.

"Falling flowers follow the flowing water, break it for me!"

Huo Tianqing has a knife in his hand, and his momentum is soaring into the sky.

Chi!

The four-foot-long knife swept out, and the scarlet flames soared, turning into a monstrous fire wave, slamming the two nine-layer heavenly realm powerhouses into it.

"I'm here to help you!"

Zi Hongyuan’s eyes were full of purple awns,

The vitality of the whole body is running to the extreme, and the purple halo around him is like a substance, like a group of purple crystals.

"Ziqi is coming from the east, Ziyang is really strong!"

Zi Hongyuan shouted loudly, and the purple halo on his body became even stronger.

Boom!

A palm shot out, and a ten-meter-high purple astral wall pressed it out.

Wherever the Gangqi wall passed, the ground collapsed one after another, and the air was squeezed into transparent crystals, like a mountain.

"This is the Ziji Zhenyang Palm of Ziyang Academy, Xuan-level martial arts, rewind!"

The faces of the two ninth-level Heavenly Court realm warriors changed greatly, and their figures exploded.

Zhao Hanshan stood aside, his eyes changed, hesitating whether to make a move.

In this new talent conference, three of the four new heroes were taken by Ziyang College, all the students of Wanluo College fell off the list, and Wan Feng was seriously injured. He lost all face and hated Luo Feng in his heart.

Huo Tianqing forced back the two Celestial Realm warriors with a knife. Seeing that Zhao Hanshan was still standing by the side, his brows sank, and he said coldly.

"Zhao Shanshan, the Demon Sect is challenging our four colleges today, and it is about the life and death of our four colleges! Do you want to stand by and watch?"

Hearing this, Zhao Hanshan frowned, knowing that he could not escape, and with a flick of his hand, a sharp sword light burst out suddenly, blocking the last ninth-level Heavenly Court Realm warrior.

boom boom boom...

Several people in the Nine Heavens were fighting. The scene was not spectacular. The sound of the explosion of astral gas was like thunder, and it exploded continuously in the square. The ground was blasted with huge pits, which was shocking.

"Kill them!"

The remaining six Demon Sect disciples snorted coldly and flew towards Bing Ruolan and the others.

Zi Hongyuan and the others were anxious, but they were also incapable of doing the rescue at the moment.

"We stand together."

Seeing the murderous six people, He Qin stepped forward, the two-fingered rapier flashed and disappeared in an instant.

"Tips for carving insects!"

He was the first disciple of the square-faced Gorefiend Sect, snorted coldly, and kicked out more than a dozen leg shadows in a row. The leg shadows were layered on top of each other, like a big wave, completely crushing all the invisible sword energy!

"Be careful, these people are all eight-level underworld powerhouses!"

He Qin frowned slightly and warned in a low voice.

The strength of these demon disciples was stronger than she imagined.

On the other side, Luo Tian and the last disciple of the Nine Heavens Realm Demon Sect had already fought together.

The two collided violently, hitting from the audience seat to mid-air, and from mid-air to the Yanwu Plaza.

The strength of the two is comparable, and neither of them can do anything about the other for a while.

Seeing that Luo Tian was not in danger, Luo Feng retracted his gaze and looked to the other side, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Bing Ruolan, Ziyuan, and He Qin were forced to a corner of Yanwu Square by four Gorefiend disciples, and the situation was in jeopardy.

"Mother, you stay here." Luo Feng said to Yang Qing.

Yang Qing nodded, "Feng'er, these demon disciples are ruthless, and their cultivation is not low, so be careful!"

"Um."

Luo Feng gave Yang Qing a reassuring look.

Roar!

The dragon roared, ten qi dragons rose up under Luo Feng's feet, the figure flashed, and with one breath, he crossed a distance of hundreds of meters, and the tiger soul knife volleyed out.

Boom!

The air trembled, and the pitch-black sword light slashed towards the Gorefiend disciple in front of Bing Ruolan.

This Blood Demon Sect disciple was about to kill Bing Ruolan when suddenly he felt a chill coming from behind him, he just wanted to dodge, but the knife light he was faster!

puff!

The blood flashed, and with a scream, one arm of the Demon Sect disciple was cut off by the sword light.

"The setting sun shines through the stars!"

Seeing the other party's flaws, Bing Ruolan raised his vitality, and the silver snow rapier in his hand shook, turning into an extremely thin sword light, pouring out.

Chi!

The sharp sword pierced into the chest of the disciple of the Demon Sect, the tip of the sword came out from the back of the heart, and blood beads dripped from the tip of the sword.

The Demon Sect disciple stared at the sword edge on his chest, his eyes wide open.

He has a cultivation base in the early stage of the Eighth-layer Underworld Realm, and he never thought that he would die at the hands of a late-stage Seventh-layer Treasure Realm warrior.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng fell to Bing Ruolan's side and frowned when he saw a finger-long bloodstain on Bing Ruolan's left arm.

"Ruo Lan, are you injured?"

Bing Ruolan's pretty little face was slightly pale. Seeing that Luo Feng was fine, she smiled a little and shook her head, "It's just a small injury."

"Boy, how dare you kill the real junior brother! Die for me!"

A disciple of the Gorefiend Sect next to him saw the corpse and was furious, his palm oozing blood and slashing out.

Boom!

The bloody palm shadow slashed towards Luo Feng from behind with a thunderous momentum.

brush!

Luo Feng seemed to have eyes behind him, and he didn't even look at it.

Zi Yuan and He Qin also moved closer, their faces were covered in fine sweat at the moment, they were panting, and their bodies were scarred.

"Luo Feng, these people are the eighth-level underworld powerhouses, what should we do?" Ziyuan Meimei looked at Luo Feng and asked aloud.

She was only a fifteen-year-old girl, and the sudden change in the situation made her lose her mind immediately, and before she knew it, she had already regarded Luo Feng as a pillar of her heart.

He Qin stood quietly with his sword in his hand, guarding behind Zi Yuan, guarding against a sneak attack, apparently also waiting for Luo Feng's answer.

Luo Feng looked at the Gorefiend disciple next to him, and his brows sank.

The six Gorefiend disciples were blocked by the elders of Tianlan Academy. He killed one person just now, and now there are three people left.

Looking at the three Gorefiend disciples in front of him, Luo Feng's eyes did not relax at all.

Just now, he and Bing Ruolan were able to kill the Gorefiend disciple, most of which was due to the other party's carelessness.

If you fight alone, it is hard to predict who will win and who will lose.

These three Gorefiend disciples, two of them are powerhouses at the early stage of the eighth-level terrestrial realm, the square-faced warriors in the middle, and even more powerful warriors in the eighth-level terrestrial realm stage.

When the square-faced warrior saw Luo Feng, he waved the other two demon disciples to stop the offensive.

"I didn't expect that luck would be so good that No. 1 Xinjie came to the door by himself. This way, we won't have to find you." The square-faced warrior looked at Luo Feng and smiled coldly.

Luo Feng's eyes were calm, and he said calmly, "I don't think you are lucky."

The square-faced warrior grinned and clapped his hands indifferently, "The four of you have great potential, but it's only potential. Now you, in my eyes, are like the ants on the ground, you can be pinched to death at any time!"

Luo Feng saw Bing Ruolan's arm injury, and his eyes were slightly cold, "It seems that you have settled for us."

"The four of you will surely die today!" The square-faced martial artist's aura gradually condensed, a blood-colored halo shone around his body, and a pressure was suppressed in the air.

Luo Feng looked at the square-faced warrior with sharp eyes, and said slowly, "Today you must die too!"

Although the opponent was an eighth-level underworld warrior, Luo Feng was not afraid.

At the beginning, when he was only a late-stage cultivation base of the Seventh Layer Treasure Realm, he used the killing intent of the bracelet to kill Chen Heifeng, the elder of the Demon Sect, in the Guihao Forest.

At that time, although Chen Heifeng was seriously injured, he still had the strength of the eighth-level underworld.

Now that his cultivation has gone a step further, if he integrates the killing intent of the bracelet, he is confident that he will not be at a disadvantage.

It's just that Cicang Nanyue warned about the danger of killing the bracelet, so Luo Feng didn't want to use it unless it was a last resort.

As soon as Luo Feng's words came out, the people around He Qin were taken aback.

In the face of the eighth-level underworld realm powerhouse, it is arrogant to be able to say these words without changing his face!

The square-faced martial artist squinted his eyes, the blue veins on his forehead jumped suddenly, and said savagely, "A mere seventh-level Tibetan essence cultivation base, even a dog-like thing dares to scream in front of me! Wait for me to break your muscles and bones inch by inch, and let you survive. You can't beg for death, you can't be rude!"

Having said that, the square-faced martial artist wants to start.

Luo Feng clenched the Tiger Soul Saber tightly, his whole body energized together, ready to attack at any time.

When the two sides were about to strike, a clear and ethereal voice suddenly sounded.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it to be so lively here. It seems that I came at the right time..."

This voice floated from a long distance, but it seemed like someone was talking in his ear. The faint voice contained an irresistible power, showing unfathomable strength, and it was chilling to hear.

The people who fought fiercely in Yanwu Square stopped at this moment, frowning and looking towards the west sky.

After some time, a little blue light appeared in the western sky.

Biguang is getting bigger and bigger, rendering half of the sky to change color, looking closely, you can see a figure of Biguang standing with his hands behind his back, striding in the air, walking slowly.

The figure's pace seems to be extremely slow, but in a blink of an eye, it is already close.

In the air stood a handsome young man holding a folding fan.

The young man was wearing a brocade azure long gown, his eyes were like stars, his face was as white as jade, his temperament was extraordinary, and his face had a faint smile, as if he was a wealthy young man who came out to play and admire flowers.