Chapter 184

Tang Hepu was killed by Leng Shiqi in a short time, even after using his cards. This scene naturally fell into the eyes of all practitioners who came to participate in the great theory of classics.

Originally, they thought that the blood clothes pavilion would not attack the Tang family, but they didn't expect that they not only shot, but Tang Hepu, the legitimate genius of the Tang family, was killed by Xunlei!

Some people in the crowd also recognized the virtual shadow. It was Tang haokuang, the contemporary master of the Tang family, a master of the unity of heaven and man!

I don't know how Tang haokuang attached part of his spiritual power to the jade pendant. The power of his two fingers just now is comparable to the strongest blow in the early stage of the spiritual pulse realm.

But even so, Tang Hepu was still killed and died in the hands of a black killer!

This surprised everyone.

If it was the killer in blood who killed Tang Hepu, it would be just a black killer in the spirit realm. Moreover, from the cultivation point of view, the black killer and Tang Hepu both look like the seventh floor of the spirit realm, but their combat effectiveness is really far apart!

In addition, the soul skills of the black killer are more and more exquisite. He is not only good at sword, knife and ghost claw, but also proficient in concealed weapons, and even practiced soul skills!

This is not the most amazing place for them. What surprised them most was that the black killer really dared to kill Tang Hepu! Or let him die without a whole body in such a cruel way!

There are not a few people who can kill Tang Hepu in the field, but even if Tang Hepu stands here with his neck up, they dare not kill, because Tang Hepu is the lineage of the first-class Tang family!

This is the deterrent of identity.

"Who the hell is this black killer? He really dares to kill Tang Hepu."

"Is this the disciple trained by the top forces? That's great!"

"This child must not be in the pool in the future."

"Hey, hey, the Tang family's lineage died in the hands of the blood clothes Pavilion. Now there's a good play."

"It should be said that he died in the hands of the bloody Pavilion again."

"Hum, the Tang family has become more and more arrogant in recent years. They deserve it."

"Yes, the Tang family has lost two good seedlings one after another. I'm afraid they will be out of luck next."

When everyone whispered, Tang wanqiu naturally saw the tragic death of Tang Hepu, and her heart immediately sank to the bottom of the valley.

This trip is mainly for her, so she naturally has to bear the responsibility. Now Tang Hepu is dead. Even if she escapes back, she may have to face heavy punishment from the family.

At this time, bingshang blew out several punches one after another, each with a biting cold, but Tang wanqiu made a strange move.

She put the spirit sword across her chest, and then she broke her spirit sword!

Soon, the fragments of the spirit sword turned into flying rain, smashed the fist shadow of bingshang, and continued to shoot out without reducing castration.

Bingshang put his hands together, and a large amount of cold air condensed into an ice shield in front of him to block the fragments of the spirit sword.

However, Tang wanqiu took advantage of this time to take a faint layer of blood all over her. With the rapid increase, she climbed over the wall of Jinyi academy and fled.

Bingshang didn't seem to be good at speed. He hesitated and didn't chase out.

At this time, Leng seventeen had also killed the last son of the Tang family and collected all their heads.

These are achievements and resources!

Bing Shang came to Leng 17 and asked, "do you also repair the cold?"

Leng seventeen nodded without denying. Just now he used ice vine to naturally escape ice war's eyes.

"Have time to duel." Bing Shang said and rushed directly to another spiritual cultivator in Jinyi Academy.

Leng Shiqi secretly raised his eyebrows. He had never touched bingshang, but from these two words, he seemed to be a cultivation maniac.

Then he looked around. At this time, almost all the low-level disciples of Jinyi academy died, and cold bodies could be seen everywhere.

In the spiritual realm, there are only three people in the Academy who are struggling to support, but it seems that they will become corpses soon.

As for he Liangcai, because he used his cards to firmly suppress the fangs, but the fangs were very slippery. They didn't fight against he Liangcai at all, and they were only slightly injured.

However, several killers in blood rushed to the rescue, and he Liangcai's road to failure was doomed.

Leng seventeen suddenly felt a little embarrassed because he couldn't get involved in the battle of heaven and man, and all the low-level disciples of Jinyi academy died. He didn't know what to do.

He looked at the other killers in black and gathered around he Liangcai and Duan Zhiming, but they didn't dare to come forward, just to prevent them from escaping.

Leng Shiqi also walked over, and then looked at the battle outside the gate of the Academy.

It was a battle between fengsha Mo and Shushan old man!

The two men had already collapsed the magnificent gate of the golden wing academy, which was three or four feet tall. The wind killed Mo's knife was sharp, while the old man Shushan's attack was magnificent. None of them dared to approach near the place where they fought.

Cold seventeen quietly opened his eyes. He wanted to observe the battle of Linggang realm experts more clearly.

The battle between fengsha Mo and Shushan old man seems to be equal, but the more so, the more uncomfortable Shushan old man is. He has a feeling that his decades of cultivation have been in vain.

Gradually, his heart was filled with all kinds of complex emotions, and finally became hate!

He hates me!

He hates those spiritual sects who are high above, and he hates those geniuses who are obviously low in cultivation but have noble eyes above the top by virtue of their status. He hates Feng Sha Mo, who is not half as old as him, and whose cultivation is not as good as his. He can even fight with him!

When he saw that the disciples of the golden wing Academy had been basically slaughtered, and his good friend he Liangcai was dying, he hated the wind killing strangers and the blood clothes Pavilion more.

"Ah!!"

The old man Shushan's face unconsciously became a little ferocious, and a very thin black gas appeared between his eyebrows.

Feng Sha Mo smiled strangely when he saw this. Immediately, he seemed to wield a knife at will. This knife had neither terrible knife awn nor turbulent knife gang. It was just a very ordinary knife.

However, when this ordinary and extreme knife was cut, it suddenly erupted into a wave of hatred, which instantly aroused the hatred of the old man Shushan. The combination of two hatred made the old man Shushan's eyes covered with a layer of black fog. He just stood in place and let the wind kill Mo cut off his head!

Li Jianyuan, a Shushan old man on the third floor of Linggang territory, was killed by the wind!

Thousands of onlookers screamed one after another. When fengsha Mo came in with the head of Shushan old man, they quickly quieted down again.

After he Liangcai saw this scene, his state of mind suddenly collapsed. He lost his mind and fangs could not miss this opportunity. His whole body turned into a black line, which went straight through he Liangcai's heart and directly penetrated a blood hole the size of a fist!

At the same time, shuge elder Duan Zhiming was also killed by other bloody killers.

So far, the golden wing academy has been destroyed!

Then Feng Sha Mo waved, and a group of killers quickly searched all kinds of resources of the golden wing academy, and then retreated like a tide, leaving only the stunned people.

Golden wing academy, it's gone?