Chapter 201: war!

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The tutors retreated helplessly and announced loudly.
"There are five people on both sides, there is no limit to the competition."
Yan Qing and others immediately had the sword in their hands, and Lu Fan also waved his sword back to his hands, covering his body.
"Brother Han Feng, do you come as agreed?"
Han Feng said with a smile: "It's already fighting without distinction. Regardless of what he has done, I see which guy is not pleasing to the eye, so I just do it."
"good idea."
There was a sound behind him, but Brother Chu Tian and Brother Master came slowly.
The brother touched his belly and smiled: "I will help you solve one, and the rest is yours."
Lu Fan smiled and said: "Then trouble Master."
Oppositely, Yan Qinglang said: "That Lu Fan is mine, you can handle the others."
Yu Xin, Zhang Jun, and Ruan Xia nodded in no opinion. Only Magic Moon grinned: "How old are you, why should I listen to you. I also want to fight Lu Fan."
Yan Qing glared at Yueyue fiercely, but didn't say much.
Suddenly, the little black hair under Lu Fan's feet roared, and then rushed to kill.
"spread."
Yan Qing shouted, and the five separated immediately.
Xiaohei hadn't rushed to Yan Qing and others before, but it was a black inflammation.
The terrible black flame had just emerged, and it instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.
The power of the heavens and the earth around them became the nourishment of Heiyan. In a flash, Heiyan had to cover the mountain gate of the entire Yinyang Temple.
Yan Qing and others immediately spread Gang Jin to a distance of one foot to block the violent black inflammation.
The terrible heat wave and high temperature made Yan Qing and others look wild, and as soon as they came up, they fell into the wind.
Magic Moon scolded secretly, but she had suffered a big loss in Xiaohei's hands. Knowing how ferocious this black inflammation was, he stepped back and forth. At the same time, a ray of red light wrapped her, and a red lotus array appeared under her feet.
"Haha, Xiaohei is really fierce. Brother Lu Fan, brother I will go first."
Seeing that Xiao Hei's black inflammation suppressed Yan Qing and others, Han Feng jumped down.
"Awe-inspiring swordsmanship, cut."
As soon as the sword came out, the black flames around him seemed to know Han Feng, and he automatically gave way to him.
Han Feng's sword light directly sprayed on Yu Xin of the Yinyang Institute.
Yu was caught off guard and was cut off by Han Feng with a sword. The gang clothes on her body did not all protect against Han Feng's sword spirit.
The shirt was cut, and a narrow mouth appeared on Yu Xin's shoulder.
Yu Xin was furious, and he glared at Han Feng: "Han Feng, you actually want to challenge me, it seems that you are tired of life."
Han Feng sternly carried the sword on his shoulder and said: "Ge Laozi. Laozi just looks at you as a soft persimmon, so he only finds you if he is bullying. Who made you look ugly. Let me recognize it at a glance. Ugly can't blame others. "
A smile of evil spirits rose from the corner of his mouth, Han Feng raised his sword.
He was a vengeful person. In Jianbaoshan, Yu Xin had a feast with him. Today, Han Feng wants to breathe out.
Next to it, Zhang Jun of Yin-Yang Academy wanted to step forward to help Yu Xin, but the next moment. A gleaming blade of light shook the gang of his cleavage, almost letting a ray of black inflammation burn through him.
"Bei Ming Dao, Zhang Jun. I have heard of your name for a long time. Today, I will discuss with me how to use the knife."
Heiyan separated, Chu Tian's figure caught Zhang Jun's eyes.
Zhang Jun shook his hand with a shining long knife emerging from his sleeve. The blade was long and narrow, with a dot-com pattern of the Big Dipper, shining in the cold light, like a star.
"Yi Yuan Yuan, Zuo Tian Dao Chu Tian, ​​I have heard your name for a long time, but don't let me down."
Zhang Jun smiled coldly, his original small eyes, narrowed into a slit, vaguely surging cold light.
Chu Tian slowly placed himself the knife on his right hand and put it on his left hand, laughing: "Relax, you won't be disappointed."
On the other side, Master Brother also found his opponent.
Like a ghost, he appeared behind Ruan Xia and patted Ruan Xia's shoulder gently: "Hey. Let's play with both hands."
Ruan Xiadeng was shocked, and the gang clothes on his body were as if they were nothing. How did the other party photograph him through his gang, and how did he appear behind him.
The elder brother touched his stomach with a smile, and he didn't have any energy at all.
Ruan Xia waved his hands, holding two long swords in his hands.
But he is known that Ruan Xia of Qianlang Sword, and the other unknown people, dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of him.
Ruan Xia didn't say much, and raised his sword. The brother stood on the spot and waited for Ruan Xia to come.
The black flame suddenly disappeared, and Xiaohe opened his blood basin to bite at Yan Qing.
Yan Qing immediately disappeared and reappeared, kicking Xiao He's head with his hand.
If the crisp sound of Jinshi collision sounds, don't underestimate the hardness of Xiaohei's body, which is definitely stronger than Lu Fan's body. Yan Qing's attack was blocked by Xiaohei's skin.
Yan Qing himself froze for a moment, and then Lu Fan jumped from Xiaohei's back, facing Yan Qing with a sword.
"To kill the sword in the sky."
As soon as a sword came out, only a huge kill word fell on Yan Qing's gang.
This killing character is completely different from the cupola killing sword that Lu Fan usually released. A horrible murderous energy was revealed from the killing character, making Yan Qing's movements stagnate.
The gang clothes on the body melt at the speed visible to the naked eye. Yan Qing uttered a cry, and a strange force left a wound directly on his chest.
When Yan Qing changed hands, he hit the kill word with a punch, two forces collided, the ground under his feet was fragmented, and the airflow was like a vortex.
Xiaohei was lifted a few feet away by this violent force.
When he looked up again, Xiaohei suddenly saw a figure in front of him. Phantom Moon, who was indeed holding a colorful scimitar, stood in front of her and smiled: "Xiao Hei. You fell in the hands of my sister today."
Xiaohei looked at Magic Moon with her big eyes, is she also an enemy?
Xiaohe looked a little confused for a time.
Here, in the vortex of the airflow, Lu Fan and Yan Qing fought again. One sword followed one sword, and Yan Qing was backed up repeatedly by Lu Fan. He kept retreating into the courtyard door and entering the Yin-Yang courtyard.
Another match, Lu Fan's epee fell on Yan Qing's fist.
The two collided, and the airflow exploded, but no one could help anyone, and the huge force kept the two bodies sinking.
Yan Qinglang said: "To kill the sword in the sky, the seventh kill. Very strong swordsmanship. But this can not defeat me. Try my punch, the yin and yang are broken.
The black and white light on the fist lighted up, and the power of the world around him was instantly separated by several feet away.
Lu Fan felt wrong and quickly closed the sword. Yan Qing's fist immediately landed on Fan's retreating force and directly hit Lu Fan's face.
The terrible black and white bright light interweaves into a huge disk of Yin and Yang, and then, the power explodes, and the surrounding space shakes.
boom. boom. boom.
There were three consecutive explosions, and countless rubbles were scattered, and Lu Fan's figure flew out, directly smashing the Yin-Yang courtyard and knocking open the door of a house. The instructors who were standing not far away felt that theirs seemed to be a bit unsafe, and they quickly retreated further.
In the house, Lu Fan stood up with a carp.
In the courtyard, a group of servants plus a student opened his eyes and watched Fanfan.
Obediently, all came in.
What a terrible power.
"Get your life."
Yan Qing rushed to the next moment, Lu Fan's body flames skyrocketed.
Chiyan Dragon Roaring Sword.
Sword with flame dragon, killed in one blow. Yan Qing rushed against the Yanlong, his body full of black and white light. The sword-fired dragon released by Lu Fan could not stop his footsteps.
Wrapped in black and white power, Yan Qing came to Lu Fan like a broken bamboo.
With a big laugh, Yan Qing said: "Lu Fan, you are too weak."
With that, Yan Qing broke the Yanlong with a palm.
But what turned up in Yan Qing's eyes was Lu Fan's face with a chuckle.
Yan Qingdun felt bad, but it was too late.
"Five Thunderstorms."
Lu Fan said one word after another, and every word spoken would make Yan Qing feel shocked.
A great part of the reason why the warriors call out their own exercises when fighting each other is that the sound contains vigorous power, which can make the opponent's heart shake. In this respect, Wu Lei Zhen Tian is absolutely the top martial art.
After Lu Fan finished speaking these five words, Yan Jin's body was shaken by more than 20%.
At the same time, the flames that had originally been blown away by Yan Qing hit the thunder at the moment, and formed a formation.
That's right, Lu Fan even used Chenxin martial arts that he stole in Mingxin Academy. It is transformed through the Promise Refining God, plus Lu Fan ’s own clever use.
These few tricks directly formed a combination of killing tricks.
"Thunder falls, punishment for destroying the world."
As Lu Fan's voice sounded, fire and thunder exploded in all directions.
Above the sky, a thunder fell and hit Yan Qing.
Immediately, Yan Qing's eyes were about to crack, and there was a smell of burntness on his body, and he was deeply buried by the thunder.
The terrible fire thunder struck again, turning this entire yard into a flame purgatory.
The servants standing behind Lu Fan and the student were stunned to see their house turned into a sea of ​​fire.
That is to say, Lu Fan was kind-hearted. At the critical moment, he also controlled the raging power of the fire and thunder, and did not directly burn them all.
Black smoke rose from Yan Qing's head, and he didn't expect this set of moves. Was beaten strong.
While he is ill, he will be killed, such a good opportunity. Of course Lu Fan will not let go.
Another sword shot, Wu Lei Zhen Tian Jue, Zhen word swordsmanship.
Lu Fan wanted to shoot Yan Qing directly into the ground.
The force of tyranny struck Yan Qing's head. The slate and stones around Yan Qing exploded into powder.
"drink."
With a loud roar, Yan Qing used his head to hold Lu Fanqi's sword.
A ray of blood flowed from Yan Qing's forehead.
At this moment, Yan Qing's eyes turned into gold and silver.
"Lu Fan, you are so brave. You forced me."
Clenching his teeth, Yan Qingbao drank out loud.
The clothes cracked and Yan Qing's body swelled in a lap. A terrible force, with an air blow, pushed Lu Fan away a few steps.
Yan Qing looks a lot stronger overall.
On his body, complex patterns lit up, like a pattern. Flowing on the surface of the body like a gang, the golden light flashing in the left hand and the silver light flashing in the right hand.
On his chest, there is a vortex of black and white, and the complex lines are like a silk thread connecting his hands and his chest.
On the sky, the Dean saw Yan Qing's situation and exclaimed: "The Trinity, the ancient battle body, Xingyuan, you even passed Yan Qing such exercises.
Xing Yuan said calmly: "The dean. The exercises, as long as the students have the ability to learn. Naturally can be taught. I remember the ancient war body, not within the scope prohibited by the college."
Dean Lengheng said: "It's not within the prohibited range. That's because there is no way for the ancient battle body to be practiced by students. Don't tell me what exercises are practiced. The ancient battle body is a few hundred. Years ago, to give the puppet cultivation skills, are you going to turn your disciples into puppets. Do you want to ruin their future. "
Xing Yuan had a light in his eyes, flashing slightly. But it only flickered for a while, and then quickly converged back.
"The future is chosen by myself. The predecessors can create such exercises. Then the descendants can naturally improve. I believe Yan Qing can overcome this."
I asked Master Zunwen to say: "The theory of bullshit, in vain as a teacher."
Xing Yuan glanced sideways, snorted coldly, and said no more.
Below, Yan Qing's own strength began to skyrocket, and soon there were signs of breaking through the outer gang. Faintly, the power of heaven and earth around him was stripped out of the pure gold power of five elements, and turned into a strand of golden ribbon, winding to Yan Qing.
All this, Lu Fan looked at it. He also knows clearly that this is the performance of the warrior who broke through to Yuangang.
Taking Lu Fan's five-fold cultivation as an external factor, coupled with his strong tyranny, and endless methods. It is not impossible to defeat the peak of Waigang.
But once, the other party is the warrior of Yuan Gang. Then his chance of victory will land in a straight line.
After all, the outer Gang and Yuan Gang environments are very different.
Not to mention anything else, any kind of pure five-element force is not something he can resist now. Especially now that it is wrapped around Yan Qing, it is still the golden force with the strongest attack power among the five elements.
Lu Fan raised his sword and wanted to stop Yan Qing's breakthrough.
But Yan Qing just casually waved with one hand, a terrible force directly hit Lu Fan.
That is to say, Lu Fan responded quickly, and at the very moment of the attack, he laid the epee on his body. The golden power hit his epee, otherwise he would be seriously injured on the spot with this blow.
A sharp force directly penetrated his gang. Even if it is a gang clothes formed with gang gas, under this power, it is like paper. Lu Fan flew a dozen feet away, pulling the ground out of a deep gully.
The Epee stuck in the ground, and then stopped. Clenching his teeth and getting up, Lu Fan suddenly saw a group of servants squatting in the corner next to him, and the student.
"The power of extreme gold is indeed arrogant. You, go quickly, go."
Lu Fan shouted loudly at these people.
These idiots are still standing here to watch. The power of a Yuangang Martial Artist, even if it spreads a little bit, is enough to kill this group of people.
Hearing Lu Fan's shout, the gang quickly ran away.
Lu Fan slowly stood up, his face dignified, a layer of armor slowly appeared on his body, and finally he wrapped up the whole person.
Scale dragon armor.
Only by relying on the scale dragon armor, Lu Fan has the power to fight against the Yuangang Warrior.
Strictly wrapped in the whole body, Lu Fan held a heavy sword in his hand and began to transform his gang qi into the power of the soul.
At the same time, the left hand slightly pinched the dharma decision, and the power of the world around him slowly condensed under his control.
There is no way, with his current strength, he wants to fight with a Yuangang Jingwu who has mastered the power of the extremely gold. You can only use some of the methods of the gas refiner.
"Unexpectedly, you are still a kind-hearted generation. Ha ha, a kind-hearted warrior. Ridiculous, ridiculous."
Yan Qing smiled and watched Landing blast those servants and students away, rippling strength all over his body.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Yan Qing forced a grin.
He also paid a terrible price for practicing this set of exercises. Who can know that his body's meridian skeleton has gradually crystallized, and who knows that once he uses this method, his "human nature" is gradually disappearing.
Yan Qing himself knew that as long as he continued to practice, he used this method. Sooner or later, he will become a person, no ghost, no ghost.
But what does that matter? Anyway, as long as this set of exercises can quickly improve his strength, he can become the first of the martial arts students, and then the first in Donghuazhou, and even the first in Wu'an. Then it is worth paying any price.
There is nothing wrong with it at any cost.
Fists clenched tightly, Yan Qing stomped heavily on the ground. A crack mark spread from his feet ten feet away.
Lu Fan's pupils contracted, and at the moment when Yan Qing's feet fell, he felt a strong breeze.
Yan Qing's speed is too fast, leaving a ghost image in place. I already hit Lu Fan's chest and abdomen with one punch.
boom.
The thump sounded all around, and Lu Fan's blood burst, and the scaled dragon armor on the chest and abdomen was hit with a deep fist mark.
Not looking, Lu Fan's backhand is also a punch.
The power of the heavens and the earth was lined up, and the speed of Lu Fan's punch was too fast to catch with the naked eye.
There was also a muffled sound, and Lu Fan's fist hit Yan Qing's face.
Yan Qing, like a puppet, said mechanically: "The speed is good, the strength is average."
After that, the golden light soared, and Yan Qing's figure disappeared.
Lu Fan disappeared with him. Only a golden light was seen on the ground, fighting with a white light. In the Yin Yang courtyard, began to walk constantly.
Wherever he passed, the house collapsed and gravel was scattered.
The students in other branches looked at this scene through the mirror, and they all kept sucking air-conditioning.
"Perverted. The two are simply perverted."
"Then Yan Qing, as the No. 1 Yin-Yang Academy, would be able to rush into the Yuan Gang Realm by means of exercises. Why Lu Fan also has the strength of Yuan Gang Realm. What is this."
"Lu Fan did not possess the strength of Yuan Gang Realm, but possessed the speed equivalent to the warrior of Yuan Gang Realm. He must have practiced a tyrannical stature that could be comparable to the warrior of Yuan Gang Realm. The misty courtyard Those guys who practise the body may be ashamed to commit suicide. "
"It's terrible, too perverted."
. . . . . .
There was a cry of exclamation in each branch.
Qiao Xuan, Luo Dan, Yunan, Mingzhu, Xuanfeng, and other top schools, seeing this scene, they look as if they are earthy.
In the Hengshan courtyard, Qiao Xuan smiled bitterly: "It turned out that when Lu Fan played with me. It wasn't with all his strength."
Qiao Xuan laughed at himself a few times, and then continued to cheer Lu Fan loudly.
In the Thunder Court, Luo Dan watched the match between Landing Fan and Yan Qing, and the expression on his face was unpredictable.
Su Xuan, Rodin kicked through the mirror.
"Not watching, not watching. It affects my emotions. Two perverts."
In Mingxin Hospital, Mingzhu smiled and looked at Lingyao: "Lingyao sister, you must bring Lu Fan to Mingxin Academy again in the future."
Next to him, Man Yan smiled and said: "Yes, Sister Lingyao, his skills are so strong. Sister Sister and I are all greedy. Let him teach something."
Ling Yao didn't even hear the words of the two sisters. She was watching the competition wholeheartedly.
Such a fierce battle situation made her feel tight.
"Lu Fan, you must be fine,"
In the Yin-Yang courtyard, Lu Fan and Yan Qing are fighting in full swing.
Outside the courtyard, Han Feng and others were also fighting.
"There are different kinds of running, and your ancestors are inflexible. Why are you so weak,"
Han Feng scolded while playing, and let Yu Qi's Qiqiao smoke. I wish I could peel Han Feng away.
Suddenly, Han Feng saw a flaw in Yu Xin's move, slammed his sword, and stabbed Yu Xin's thigh. The sword hit the bone three points, the painful Yu heart shouted.
"Damn, I'll fight you,"
Yu Xin ignored his injury and punched Han Feng in the head.
Han Feng was not weak either. Pulling out his long sword was a mess of stabs, and the two began a life-changing play with blood flying.
"moron,"
Master Xingyuan glanced at this side, swearing out loudly, and turned to ignore it.
Yiqing Master smiled happily and exchanged injuries with Han's children.
On Han Feng's side, the overall situation is set.
Chu Tian and Zhang Jun had been fighting all over with injuries, blood gurgling.
But neither of them even looked at their wounds, and stared at each other.
Zhang Jundao: "Zuo Tiandao, but so."
Chu Tian did not speak, but raised his sword.
The two again made the knife. The sword is light, and the figures are interlaced.
Chu Tian slowly closed his knife and sat on the ground.
Chu Tian said slowly: "Bei Ming Dao, the waves get a name."
A knife wound appeared on Zhang Jun's chest, and the whole person fell to the ground.
On the other side, the elder brother stood on the spot and pointed to Ruan Xia: "This trick is not good. Oops, the angle of this trick is too bad. Oops, haven't you eaten. Would you like to go home for a meal? Come fight. "
Ruan Xia was almost going to collapse. All the power he hit on the master was like a mud bull entering the water, and there was no movement at all.
The master looked at him with a smile, and continued: "Hurry up, I'll finish the job after the fight, go home and eat."
Ruan Xia screamed and rushed towards the master.
But as soon as he rushed to the master, Ruan Xia flew out as soon as he got a belly.
"Poor,"
The master shook his head and laughed out loud, winning a clean and neat.
Finally, the little black and the magic moon standing at the entrance of the courtyard are still big eyes to small eyes.
"Hey, Xiaohei, are you going to fight?"
Magic Moon shouted with his hands on his hips.
Xiaohe leaned forward, sticking his tongue out and actually licking the moon's face.
Huayue laughed suddenly, leaving all the students who watched speechless.