Chapter 683: Sweep Xuan

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and outside a magnificent gate, a gale team was patrolling as usual.
This is the junction of the Huang-level school district and the Xuan-level school district of Tianfeng College.
Generally speaking, Huang-level students are not allowed to enter the Xuan-level school district, and the Gale Team is guarded here.
Suddenly, a dark cloud drifted by, covering the scorching sun overhead, and the entire Gale Team's head was immediately gloomy.
I have a bad premonition that the mountains and rain are about to come and wind up all over the building! "
His brows trembled slightly, and the captain of the Profound Grade Gale Team looked at the gloomy dark cloud above his head, and his heart suddenly burst.
Rumble!
Immediately afterwards, the earth began to tremble, and kept rising and falling.
The Gale Team's expressions condensed, and their hearts were shocked: What's wrong, is there an earthquake? "
No, look ahead! "
Someone pointed forward, and everyone looked at it and saw that not far in front, a group of black and heavy silhouettes attacked like a group of wasps. Everyone had a gloomy face and a bad face.
It was no one else who took the lead, but Yang Feng who broke Murong Yingjie's leg at the entrance of the college.
These Gale players were all there watching the excitement, so they knew this evil star.
Gurgle!
After swallowing hardly, the Captain Gale wiped the cold sweat on his head. Seeing Yang Feng's arrival, he immediately took a step forward and raised his hand and said: The Xuan-level school district is a major place, Huang-level students are not allowed to enter! "
Fuck you! "
puff!
Apart from anything else, Yang Feng directly raised his foot and kicked the captain out in an instant. With a loud bang, the steel door was knocked open.
Then, a crowd of yellow-level students swarmed in. Before the Gale members could realize what was going on, they were completely submerged in by the black crowd and disappeared into the vast ocean of People's War.
Yang Feng looked around, not knowing where to go, and roared: Tu Ganglie, where does the turtle son live, lead the way! "
Yes, Brother Feng! "
Nodded, Tu Ganglie and Ximenzun were Xuan-level students, and they immediately acted as leaders for the yellow-level students who had never entered the Xuan-level school district.
Suddenly, this group of black and crushed wasps crushed towards the big villa of Yingjie Na Murong, magnificent.
Everywhere they passed, those Xuan-level students trembled with fright, and hurriedly hid to the side, trembling.
Although the overall strength of the Xuan-level students was higher than that of the Huang-level, they couldn't stand so many people from acting together.
At this scale, a thousand-man army, how can one or two of them resist? What's more, monster Yang Feng is headed, and there is another monster Sha Tongtian behind.
Unprecedented, all the yellow students are so united and share the same hatred.
However, Murong Yingjie was an absolute king at the entire Xuan-level, and almost everyone had to submit to him, and this entire Xuan-level school district had almost become his own territory.
On the way to his villa, there are checkpoints everywhere.
Obviously, Na Murong Yingjie had expected that someone would come to trouble him, so he sent people to set up cards.
Unfortunately, he never expected that so many people would come.
So the two sides quickly broke out in a war, and fought together. Under the leadership of Yang Feng, Sha Tongtian, Tu Ganglie, and Ximenzun, this battle was also a one-sided massacre.
Soon, Murong Yingjie's doglegs were defeated, and the Huang-level rebel army crushed them all the way to the Xuan-level student teaching area.
The roars and screams of killings were heard endlessly in everyone's ears.
Kill! "
Fuck your mother! "
Murong's dog legs go to death! "
...
Students have paid attention, and we must bear in mind that what we are talking about today is that wind and thunder belong to the nature of wood, and they are most afraid of gold and fire, so if you encounter this situation in the future, you must..."
In a quiet classroom, instructor Wen Yu is giving lessons to all the practitioners of the Xuan-level Class A. Yin Tianxue put his chin on and was in a daze. All he was thinking about was how the Huang-level is now. Brother Feng and the others won’t come out. What's the matter.
After all, it has been three days since Yang Feng has come to the college.
Suddenly, heartbreaking shouts to kill, coming from far and near, the door of the classroom was also suddenly pushed open, a male tutor in his thirties, blushing, panting Tao: Instructor Wen Yu, don't go to class, hurry up and get out. "
What pull frame? Instructor Xuecun, what are you talking about? "
The yellow rank... rioted, and now they have hit our Xuan rank teaching area, all the way to Murong Yingjie's mansion. At this time, all the instructors of the Xuanhuang and Huang levels were sent to fight, but it was a pity that they couldn't help it! "
what? "The body shook, and Wen Yu was shocked and surprised: All the Huang-level students are rioting? Even the instructor can't stop it? Then quickly stop them who take the lead, who are they taking the lead?"
Yellow Devil, Yang Feng! "
I'm going, the instructor at the Xuanhuang level alone really can't stop him! "
With a twitch of face, Teacher Wen Yu sighed helplessly.
Since Yang Feng interrupted Murong Yingjie's doglegs at the gate of the academy, his title of Demon King has spread throughout the profound level.
Not only the students, but also the tutors, also called him this way.
After all, Murong Yingjie's nickname at the profound level is, the first demon of the profound level. Isn't it the only Demon King who can contain this demon?
However, he never expected that this demon king had already swept his army straight up and swept the profound level.
What does he want to do? Unify the two levels of Xuanhuang?
Rolling his eyes, instructor Wen Yu couldn't help sighing, and he stopped teaching, shouting: All students are studying in the classroom, no running around, this instructor is going to... Hey, student Tianxue, what are you doing, from the window Up and down! "
However, before she finished speaking, she saw that Yin Tianxue was already standing on the windowsill.
My brother Feng is here, I want to help him. Teacher Wen Yu, see you on the battlefield, hehe! "
With a grin, Yin Tianxue clasped his fists heavily and ran out one by one.
The rest of the students were also curiously lying by the window, their eyes shining brightly.
Wow, fighting eh, do you want to join in the fun too, by the way, how about your cultivation situation in the past six months?
Otherwise, in the usual discussions, they will only stop at the end, and they will not be able to detect their true strength at all.
Only Teacher Wen Yu, helplessly stroked his forehead, smiled bitterly.
Oops, this girl, since her brother Feng came, he has suddenly become wild. What kind of people are you really following?
At the same time, on the battlefield, in the noisy melee, the strategy of capturing the thieves first and the king was held. Dozens of profound level masters all hugged Yang Feng's body.
Some locked his arms, some held his thighs tightly, and some even rode on his head, holding his head fiercely. From top to bottom, he was completely locked.
Yang Feng, hurry up and get caught, we don't want to be that Murong Yingjie's dogleg. But if we don't listen to him, we will end up like you, sorry! "
You should not apologize to me, but apologize to yourself! "
In his eyes, Yang Feng shouted loudly: What kind of person he wants to become is up to him. Since you have decided to lay down your dignity and be that asshole, what you are most sorry for is yourself, don't make any excuses, you are simply cowardly. "
Uh!
Hearing what he said, those who were holding him couldn't help lowering their heads in a bit of sorrow.
At this moment, a loud laughter sounded, and a Xuan-level student held a fourth-rank warrior sword and stabbed Yang Feng in the chest, evil way: Haha, knocked down this kid, there is a record from Murong Master. Great work, Jie Jie! "
Humph, they are just cowardly, you are shameless, you pure shit! "
what!
Eyes must be certain, Yang Feng, with his body fixed by so many people, suddenly opened his big mouth, and a chill of cold air burst out, instantly freezing the scum who wanted to pick up the head into an ice sculpture. Can't move anymore.
Uh!
Seeing all this, everyone present couldn't help being dumbfounded.
I go, this monster, and this hand. It seems that it's useless to fix his body, he has to seal his mouth...