The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Chapter 687: Wanfu Zhiyong

Oh la la!

The sword front of the War Soul sword dragged a long trace on the ground and sparked. (8) (1) Ω Chinese Network WwW. 81.Zw. COM

Tang Yan strode to the crowd and rushed out.

A familiar figure in front of the crowd jumped into his eyes - pure.

She actually appeared again, and, obviously, the core of this group of people, she looked like a mad female leopard, and said: "These people ruined our sword forest, kill! Worship the sword with their blood. !"

"kill!"

The crowd screamed and shouted, and it was deafening.

Tang Yan's eyebrows are raised high, and the soul of the sword is full of light, especially those mottled highlights are like the stars in the sky, shining and sparkling.

The people of the National Teacher's Office have already been red-eyed, regardless of the rush to kill.

Puff puff……

The War Soul sword was raised high and brought up a scarlet blood. Some people screamed and fell to the ground.

Like infectious diseases, there are more and more screams, and more and more people are falling to the ground.

No one can stand where Tang Yin passed.

At this moment, it is the most peak state in his history. The nine products of the valley, together with the complete method of flying the swords of the heavens, are simply the perfect match of heaven and earth, and the mutual lethality of the explosion is very eye-popping.

After the pure son was squeezed into the crowd, the hatred in his eyes was gradually replaced.

"He... how could it be so powerful?"

The pure man couldn't find the answer, only saw the doorman fall down one by one.

Suddenly, she was like a madman, hysterically shouting: "Retreat, back!"

The crowd retreats in a tidal wave, and Tang Yan will let go of this opportunity to pursue the victory. The soul of the sword will be rushed to these people.

"Knot printed!" Chunzi shouted in the island Mandarin.

On time, everyone gave up the resistance, and the hands were sealed. In a flash, a mysterious atmosphere filled the air.

Tang Yan looked a glimpse and looked up at the sky. Now the enemy raised their hands to the air, and then a little light gathered on their heads.

In the end, a sword was formed.

They even used a ninja and a handprint to condense a sword. The light of this sword is not embarrassing, but there is no doubt that its lethality is not to be underestimated.

"kill!"

The crowd shouted in unison, the earth shook the mountain, the houses around it collapsed, and the stream splashed several meters high, and the soil on the ground floated.

Tang Hao stopped his footsteps and pointed his right hand forward. He shouted: "The sky is flying!"

Hey!

The soul of the sword flies away and turns into a sword light.

At the same time, the virtual sword on the head of the crowd also spurred out and greeted the sword of war.

boom!

A dazzling ray of light emerged from the collision of the two swords, spreading in all directions, followed by a powerful impact, which was razed to the ground in all directions.

Tang Zhen was hit by a thousand scorpions, his throat was sweet, and a bruise almost spurted out of his throat. He suppressed the urge to spurt blood, looked up, and saw a piece of white. There are no other colors at all between heaven and earth.

Opposite, the sound of screaming on the ground is also on the rise.

Obviously, this blow is not only uncomfortable, but the people on the opposite side may be even more uncomfortable. After all, their cultivation cannot be compared with Tang, and their tolerance is naturally much weaker.

The eyes have not played a role, Tang Yan can only let go of the perception, trying to figure out what the other party is.

He was just running in the air, and a sense of danger hit his heart.

"what happened?"

He couldn't think about it, he rolled on the spot and leaped to the side.

boom!

He faintly saw that the place where he had stood before had become a deep pit, and the national teacher was standing beside the pit, his eyes were blood red, like a beast to choose people.

"The national teacher did not escape!"

Tang Yin’s heart was stunned, and a smooth move made a brighter sword in the white light. The soul of the sword did not know where to fly back to his hands.

With a fixed eye, the mottled highlights on the War Soul sword are even bigger. Almost half of the swords are covered. The original black spots are like rust spots, which may peel off at any time.

The exposed highlights are exceptionally eye-catching and brilliant.

"Don Tang, you have a soldier in your hand, and you have a powerful sword. I am negligent, and I have been your way. This is a shameful shame. I want to kill you, a shame." Said murderously.

"You will release Wu Junshan and others, and I will naturally go. Otherwise, these doormen will probably be buried with you." Tang Yulang said.

"Hey, I want to save them, aren't you? Well, you and me, I will see if you have this ability." Guo Shi's eyes turned and smiled in surprise.

Tang Yan’s heart leaps and the other’s smile is too strange. Is there any trick?

But even if there are really tricks, then he has only one head stuck in.

Because Tang Yan knows that although he has only won a game, it is impossible for him to really kill the national division.

After all, the repair of the other party is higher than him.

It is impossible for the national teacher to want to give birth to him now, and the two are in a stalemate.

The white light around it has gradually dissipated, and the eyes have finally recovered their vision. At first glance, everyone is dumbfounded.

The villages that have seen the paradise have disappeared, and the ruins are everywhere, and they are in ruins.

There are quite a few people in the country who are standing on the ground, and there are only a handful of people who can stand. They are fighting against Tang Yan with the power of everyone, and they have not taken advantage of it.

Everyone looked at Tang Yan with ecstasy, they never thought that such a young person would cultivate to such a superb realm.

Li Xiaotian was holding the martial arts on the sidelines, in a state of sluggishness, with no eyes, and the brain had lost the opportunity to think.

With one enemy, one thousand troops, nothing more than that!

Everyone's gaze once again focused on Tang Yin and Guo Shi, and heard the dialogue between the two people. Li Xiaotian's heart could not help but be tight. He wanted to speak out and dissuaded, and then he swallowed back.

At this moment, her words are simply a slap in the face of Tang Yan, and Tang Yan will never pay attention to it.

"National teacher!" The people of the island saw the national teacher, and they all prayed respectfully. Even those who were lying on the ground climbed hard.

The national teacher gave them a faint look and said: "Retreat!"

The people hesitated a bit, but they did not dare to disobey his orders, and they helped the injured door to retreat to the side.

The pure face is shy, and his head is lowered to the side.

The national teacher looked at the group of defeated soldiers, there was no trace of mercy, and the eyes were as plain as the old wells.

Only then, he let these people rush to go up, he knows that there will be many deaths and injuries, but the final result is still bigger than he expected.

It was originally expected that so many people could work together to at least reinvent Tang Yin. I did not expect that he would not spit in even a single blood.

You know, when he was hiding in the dark, he spit a few mouthfuls of blood.

The trick of Feixiang in the sky is deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul. Even if he is dead, I am afraid he will not forget.

Especially when I saw this move for the second time, his soul had a feeling of trepidation. This sword is too powerful, but Huanghuang Tianwei is no different.

On time, this made him more determined that he was born with Tang Yan, and only by smashing out the things in his head can he make up for his losses.

Otherwise, even if he killed Tang Yan, his losses would not be recovered.

The national teacher packed up a bad mood and glanced at Tang Yan, rushing out like a whirlwind, saying: "I want to save people to keep up."

When the voice fell, he had already rushed hundreds of meters away and ran straight to the deepest part of the village.

Tang Yan took over the Wu in the hands of Li Xiaotian and chased it up without saying a word. Li Xiaotian hesitated, and followed closely.

On time, the national teacher was in front, Tang Yan and Li Xiaotian were behind, Xiaobai stood on his shoulder, and the turtle was thousands of years old and drilled back into his backpack.

One after the other, the wind is running fast.

While watching the trace of the national teacher, Tang Yi looked down at the arms in her arms. Her face had no blood, and she was completely in a coma. The occasional beating between the eyebrows still showed his suffering.

He carefully controlled the infuriating into the body, and in a short while, the scene around her heart was clearly presented in his mind.

The dark locusts of the group have completely awakened and broke out of their shells. Like a squid, there are countless tentacles that firmly wrap the heart of Wu.

The locust is no longer black, but becomes blood red, it seems that it **** the blood of the heart.

The beating of the heart has become very weak and seems to stop beating at any time.

It seems to have sensed his infuriating threat, and the tentacles of the locusts shrank and shook the heart tightly.

Wu immediately screamed, and he woke up, but the thick pain in his eyes made Tang Yan’s heart twist like a knife.

"This is... Where to go?" Wu asked weakly.

"We will save people."

There was a glimmer of joy in the eyes of the martial arts, saying: "Found them?"

"Not yet, but I will find them, I promise you!" Tang Yan said categorically.

Wu mouth corner twitched a bit, and gratifiedly squeezed a smile: "I believe you, you must rescue them..."

When she hadn't finished talking, she stunned her head and fainted.

"Wu, Wu..." Tang Yan called out loudly, but there was no reaction.

Li Xiaotian looked at him on the sidelines, and stopped talking. Finally, she gnawed her teeth: "Her toxicity is already serious..."

The implication is that I want to let Tang Hao give up.

Tang Yan jerked his head up and slammed Li Xiaotian, her neck jerked, and there was a fear of the sword crossing the neck.

"Under the last moment, I will never give up, this is what I promised her." Tang Yan said one word.

Li Xiaotian’s mouth twitched and said, “She is so lucky, I met you.”

During the talk, the group had already left the village behind, crossed a mountain and finally came to a huge lake.

The lake is like a mirror. There is no trace of it. It reflects the blue sky. The floating stream is like a swimming fish in the water. It is especially beautiful.