Chapter 300: Angry

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Meng Yan clenched his fists, he naturally saw that Rong Kaixuan was in a dangerous situation, and the blood in his whole body could not help but toss, he just wanted to shoot immediately. However, the voice of Old Quexing Star came from his ear again, so that he could not act rashly.
The teacher's grace for more than ten years of teaching has left an indelible lofty status and influence in his heart. Therefore, although he gritted his teeth and trembles slightly, his feet are still like an old tree rooted and firm. Grabbed the ground.
Rong Kaixuan's eyes widened, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly came to his mind. At this moment, he seemed to see the coming of death. The palm that broke through the sword light's barrier, was about to reach his chest, like the palm of death beckoning him.
In an instant, Rong Kaixuan's spirit and energy rose again. This is a sudden breakthrough after reaching the peak, and he climbed again at the highest place...
Everything in the eyes, everything in the ears, seemed to disappear.
In his world, there is only this deadly palm left.
The True Qi in his body burst out suddenly, surging like a wave, his dantian and his meridians swelled, and the True Qi flowing in it was violent and fierce.
It seemed that at this moment, his true energy broke through the obstacles in the realm and reached a new realm.
At the same time, the last scene in the wind tunnel emerged again.
"Snapped……"
The nodes in the void suddenly burst, from one to two, two to four, and four to eight.
The world in front of him seemed to become more detailed at this moment, allowing him to see the nature of power.
After a pause with his feet, Rong Kaixuan's body seemed to become stiff and sluggish. He seemed to be exhausted, no longer able to resist, and was about to be killed by Zhang Heng.
However, just as Zhang Heng sneered and Wang Xiaoxiao and others exclaimed and shouted, the long sword in Rong Kaixuan's hand suddenly broke out.
In just an instant, the long sword burst into unprecedented light.
This is an endless sword light, an infinite power.
The star-quenching sword technique was instantly displayed to its extreme by Rong Kaixuan.
"Ding……"
A huge deafening sound exploded in everyone's ears, and the sound was endless, seeming to reverberate endlessly in the valley.
In fact, in this instant, Rong Kaixuan had already stabbed hundreds of swords.
Each of his swords pierced a node.
When there were only more than ten of these nodes, Yi Rong Kaixuan's teacher-level true energy was naturally unable to shake. However, when the number of nodes reaches one hundred, or even hundreds, then the innocence of an early teacher-level powerhouse is enough to break it easily.
Rong Kaixuan's star-quenching swordsmanship pierced hundreds of swords in an instant, each of which pierced the most delicate weakness of that claw.
After a hundred swords, Zhang Heng's momentum sank vigorously, as if Mount Tai was crushing the top of the mountain, he was bound to get a blow and suddenly shattered.
"what."
Zhang Heng gave a strange cry and flew away. He stared with bull's eyes and looked at his palm in disbelief.
His arms trembled slightly, dripping with blood, and the palm of his hand, which was full of innate-grade true Gang Qi, was punctured and scratched by Rong Kaixuan.
Although the wound was not fatal, the sword opened a huge gap in his self-confidence.
The innate-level powerhouse was stabbed by a teacher-level cultivator at the moment when he had an absolute advantage and was about to win.
What's more terrifying is that this teacher-level cultivator is not the pinnacle, just a junior who has just entered the teacher-level.
"You, you..." Zhang Heng pointed at Rong Kaixuan remotely and said in disbelief, "How did you do it?"
Rong Kaixuan laughed. At this time, he was quite embarrassed, with a long sword in front of him. He held the hilt of the sword at the age of one year, panting for breath, and swaying gently, as if he even had the strength to stand alone. lost. However, there was an unparalleled excitement in his eyes, and there was an indescribable color in the laughter.
"How I did it, do you... deserve to know?"
If it was normal, when facing an innate-level powerhouse, Rong Kaixuan would never be so arrogant to incur hatred.
However, Zhang Heng, a suitable talent, had already used his murderous intent, and that powerful and substantive killing intent was definitely not hidden from Rong Kaixuan. For people who want to kill himself, he will never show any more affection.
The fierce light in Zhang Heng's eyes flickered, and he said coldly: "Do you think it's great to be promoted to a mid-range martial artist? Humph, the old man can kill you as well."
Rong Kaixuan is just a hundred swords in an instant, although each sword has only the power of the peak of the initial martial artist. However, no matter how powerful an early martial artist is, he cannot always maintain his power above this level in a whole hundred swords. Therefore, the only explanation is that Rong Kaixuan has broken through the early stage and advanced to the mid-term martial arts master.
Although in front of Zhang Heng, there is no difference between the early and mid-stage martial arts, and being able to withstand that fatal blow is simply incredible, but this is at least an excuse for Zhang Heng to step down.
This kind of breakthrough at the moment of life and death is not common.
With a wipe of his hands, Zhang Heng's anger was violent, and he was about to shoot again.
However, at this moment, his movements suddenly stiffened. Although facing Rong Kaixuan, his aura had already undergone a huge change.
"Da, da, da."
A heavy, drum-like footstep sounded suddenly in the crowd.
Everyone turned their heads and looked around in surprise, then involuntarily backed away, giving way to a path.
Meng Yan, the tiger of Liberty City took a big step and walked towards Rong Kaixuan.
Although he was only a human being weighing no more than two hundred jin, he made huge footsteps that seemed to be roaring every time he stepped out.
No one knows how he did this, it seems that every step he takes at this time is powerful.
anger.
There was incomparable anger in Meng Yan's eyes.
He finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Even if the old man Quexing Xing hadn't spoken yet, even if the teacher wanted to see where Rong Kaixuan's limit was, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Then every time he took his steps, his anger would violently writhe in his heart. Every time he walked, what he released was not only his true energy power, but also the monstrous anger that he wanted to erupt in his heart.
In front of Lao Tzu, you dare to have a murderous intent on Triumph, it's really...finding death!
That powerful anger turned into a stormy anger, permeating the entire area.
Everyone standing here clearly sensed this unignorable killing intent. Although they were not Zhang Heng, what they felt was just the aftermath, but they were still terrified and uncontrollable.
Yu Yide’s face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Meng Yan. Although he had known that Meng Yan was not easy to provoke, although he had just been promoted to Innate, the reputation of the Tiger of Liberty City was long. It is by no means easy.
However, he had never imagined that this angry tiger could possess such a terrifying, almost suffocating huge evil spirit.
Old Que Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, and let out a sigh that was half regret and half appreciation.
Meng Yan's shot was beyond his expectation, and he couldn't see where Rong Kaixuan's limit was, which was quite regrettable. However, Meng Yan's spirit made the old man Quexing Star proud.
This great young man deserves to be his most valued successor, and he has the spirit of an old man.
The old man stroked his long beard lightly, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. This was a joy for successors, and filled him with joy.
In the distance of the crowd, a middle-aged man who looked ordinary, like a farmer, also nodded slowly. Being able to accept these two younger brothers is really a great honor for the teachers.
Meng Yan came to Rong Kaixuan's side with a heavy footstep. He slowly said: "Junior Brother, you have performed well enough. Leave the rest to me."
Rong Kaixuan's heart loosened, and Meng Yan's appearance was like a heavy mountain, making him completely relieved.
"Yes, brother."
Rong Kaixuan drew his sword and retreated. Although his steps fluttered a little and seemed to be unstable, his body was full of vigorous and upward vigor.
Rong Kaihua stepped forward quickly and supported him.
The two brothers looked at each other, but there was a hint of pride deep in their eyes.
In the mid-term martial arts, facing an all-out killer move of an innate-level powerhouse, not only was able to be intact, but also able to force the opponent back with one move, and slightly injured the opponent. This record is enough to make them proud. .
Wang Xiaoxiao stepped forward and raised his slender hand.
A ray of milky white light immediately enveloped Rong Kaixuan's body, and after only a moment, Rong Kaixuan's pale complexion became flushed.
"Healing spell?"
"Oh my god, it turned out to be a healing spell."
The audience suddenly exploded, and everyone looked at Wang Xiaoxiao with a scorching feeling in their eyes.
The number of Healing Spiritists is extremely rare, and each of them is the target of major forces vying to recruit.
Not only that, there is also a tacit agreement among the major forces, that is, not to impose assassins on spirits who possess healing spells.
Because on this continent, humans are not masters in an absolute sense.
In the vast expanse of land to the west of Liberty City, there is an even larger group of spirit beasts.
They possess the terrifying power that makes the entire human empire tremble. Once the most tragic racial war breaks out between the two sides, the status of the spiritual healer becomes crucial.
For a time, everyone's eyes looked at Rong Kaixuan and others a little different again.
Rong Kaixuan, this young strong man recognized by the Tigers of Free City, actually forced the innate strong back as a martial artist. He has proven his potential and value with his actions.
And beside him, there is actually a spiritual person who knows how to heal the spell, which is even more surprising and enviable.
Zhang Heng looked at Wang Xiaoxiao and Meng Yan on the opposite side with a green face.
He sensed Meng Yan's undisguised murderous intent, and gently pursed his lips, he said solemnly: "Brother Meng, this is a misunderstanding, you and I don't have to be like this."
Meng Yan smiled proudly, and said: "Misunderstanding, look at the sword!" With her wrist raised, a cold light suddenly burst.
He was holding a spirit sword, like a magnificent God of War, striding upright towards Zhang Heng.
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