Zhenlong college students, male and female, a total of 15 people, one by one look ugly.

There were at least 30 people present in the divinity college. The young man at the head was Jiupin xianzun. He was also a gifted disciple. He was slim, dressed in long clothes, but his arrogance could not be concealed by words. His eyes are sharp.

The four or five people next to him are also immortal realm, and the rest are Immortal Emperor disciples.

They are all family power, college identity and outstanding figures.

On the other hand, among the 15 people in Zhenlong college, the first young man is eight grade immortal, the next few are one grade immortal, two grade immortal, and the rest are also immortal emperors. However, compared with a group of people in Tianshen college, they are much weaker.

At the foot of the crowd, there were several huge bodies of immortal and great demons, with blood flowing from the ground.

It was obvious that there was a fierce battle just now. Mo Tianfeng of Zhenlong college finally killed the eight grade demon. When he was about to search for the spoils, the people of Tianshen college came and stopped him.

It's a demon that can be compared with human immortal. He has bones, blood and weapons. It's worth a lot to take out. Even immortal wants to get them. Moreover, this is the spoils of their Zhenlong college. The Tianshen college even started the fight directly, which made Mo Tianfeng, the leader, very angry.

"You are the elite disciples of the divinity school. You have some identities, but you snatch the corpses of the demons that we have worked hard to kill. What do you mean? There's no bully like you. "

Mo Tianfeng, from Zhenlong college, stood up with several wounds all over his body. The killing devil just suffered some injuries and was finally killed. No one wanted his and others' booty to be robbed.

"What is robbery? Can you talk? This is our elder martial brother, Yang Ji, who is the cultivation of Jiupin xianzun. When you see him, don't you salute quickly? "

"Yes, these things should be considered as filial piety to elder martial brother Yang Ji. Otherwise, you will suffer a lot today."

Several disciples of the divinity school stood up and gave orders. They were pretending to be powerful. They stared at Mo Tianfeng and sneered.

"It's your honor that elder martial brother Yang Ji wants your things. You can only leave after filial piety. Otherwise, I think you all know the consequences!"

A man and a woman, who were disciples of the divinity school, approached and oppressed.

"Well, don't talk to them. Take it. It's all scrapped. Originally, if you hand it in, I Yangji won't do anything to you, but now I've changed my mind. I want to hand in not only your booty, but also your storage rings. "

Yang Ji in a long dress has high eyebrows, arrogance and arrogance, which is reflected incisively and vividly. His eyes scan the disciples of Zhenlong college. Cold as hell.

"Why give it to you?"

Mo Tianfeng's body is full of powerful immortal spirit, stirring up the storm and waiting for him. Together with more than a dozen disciples behind him, Mo Tianfeng is on guard to prevent Yang Ji from suddenly attacking them.

Yang Ji is Jiupin xianzun. A large group of people behind him are experts. There are a lot of people. Moreover, these people are members of the God party. If you call them, many people will come. Let Mo Tianfeng face is very ugly.

But it's impossible for them to hand over things like this.

It is absolutely impossible for them to do such a stupid thing without saying that they are Zhenlong college. Even if it's not, Mo Tianfeng can't swallow the evil breath in his heart.

"Don't forget that both Tianshen college and Zhenlong college are the first-class forces in fairyland. They are the top universities. They are not much weaker than you. You can be arrogant outside, but you can't succeed in front of Zhenlong college."

Mo Tianfeng is an upright man, very hard.

But this curtain fell in the eyes of Yang Ji, a young man, with a sneer and a shake of his head. "I've seen a lot of people who try to be brave, but I've killed them all. I don't need you. What's more, what real dragon college do you deserve to be on an equal footing with our divinity college? What a joke. "

"It was before. Didn't you know that our divinity school had a unique talent? The great man is a genius who can match the leader of the college. In front of him, what bullshit real dragon academy is a group of waste, sooner or later, it will be trampled under the feet of our celestial theological college. You Zhenlong college will be demoted as a third rate college, or even a fourth rate college. "

"Huatianjun?"

Mo Tianfeng, a group of disciples of Zhenlong college, frowned and said nothing.

Hua Tianjun is a terrible genius. He is young, but he is a supreme immortal level master. This is just a piece of gossip, maybe even stronger. He is a successor to the future leader of the Theological Seminary.

Strength and position are very important.

"Why are you afraid? Ha ha ha. A bunch of rubbish! When it comes to the genius of our college, look at the faces of you, tut tut. Since we know that our divinity school is terrible, if we don't hand over the storage ring soon, maybe we can spare your life. "

"Yes, or you'll all die."... "

"Your divinity school is a genius, but we are not bad at Zhenlong college, Xiao Yun! It will break through Xiandi in a short time. At that time, you can compete with your divinity school. Don't be complacent too early. "Mo Tianfeng seems not reconciled. He retorted.

But it was the theological seminary that caused the ridicule of a group of people.

Yang Ji, in particular, sneered, "what is he? Although he is better than us, he is not a hair compared with elder martial brother Hua Tianjun. Elder martial brother can crush him to death with one finger. Not to mention you Zhenlong college, you are the young immortal of the whole fairyland. To our elder martial brother huatianjun, you are all mole ants. Do you understand? "

Xiao Yun of Zhenlong college is also a genius, eight grade immortal saint, but he is definitely not the rival of Hua Tianjun.

Hua Tianjun is famous for his strength. Someone once saw Hua Tianjun kill a Jiupin immortal with one move, which seemed a little relaxed. From this we can see how powerful Hua Tianjun is.

It's just a miracle of fairyland.

"Well, less nonsense. I'll give you one last chance. No one can save you today. Hand over your things quickly. I don't have the patience to listen to your nonsense. If I'm fighting, I'll kill you!"

All of a sudden, Yang Ji seems to be a little impatient. His brow is wrinkled and his eyes are full of murders. In his eyes, the theological seminary is everything. The real dragon academy is not worth mentioning here. They crush it at will.

A strong sword will soar to the sky, and the dark clouds will roll in the sky. Where they appear, there will be a big hole. It's like a volcanic explosion.

Wan Zhong's sword Qi directly oppresses him.

"If you want us to hand over something in vain, your divinity school is too arrogant! Even if I die, I won't do it! "

Mo Tianfeng looks awe inspiring. With a big wave of his hand, he swept a group of disciples behind him and pushed them to a distance. With a boom, Mo Tianfeng also pulled out a magic sword and assassinated them, showing his powerful attack.

He has already sent a message to elder martial brother Xiao Yun. As long as he persists for a while, once elder martial brother Xiao Yun comes, they will be saved.

"To die!" Yang Ji was furious.

Boom! The two men fought fiercely together, the earth fell apart, countless cracks appeared in the space, and the storm swept away from the center of the battle layer by layer.

At the same time, the other students of Zhenlong college rushed up.

They will not let Mo Tianfeng face everything alone. For a time, the sword light, the sword shadow and all kinds of shooting are their own strong unique skills. They play incisively and vividly, and they don't have the slightest hand.

Every time the aftershocks of the attack hit a place, the earth directly collapsed, and the air was full of hissing sound. Two bright figures suppressed the whole scene and kept fighting.

It seems that Mo Tianfeng's immortal sword is one grade higher than Yang Ji's. Barely able to hold on.

But the gap in cultivation, let Mo Tianfeng quickly showed defeat, bang, his left shoulder in the move, hiss a deep wound.

Yang Ji's sword just now, he didn't dodge it in time. It was too fast. Fortunately, it was just skin injury.

Whoa!

Suddenly, it is a sword to assassinate and come, Mo Tianfeng on the body again many a wound.

Yang Ji's speed is very fast. Every move is full of boiling sword spirit, which permeates all the space. It's like Wanzhong sword mountain. It's overwhelming. Although Mo Tianfeng is very fast, he is still fighting back.

But with every counterattack, Yang Ji disappears.

"You are not an opponent. I don't know what's good. You really think it's my opponent? Ten thousand swords belong to the family! Kill the demons! Die for me

A cold, sarcastic voice appeared in the void, and a shadow swayed. Yang Ji suddenly appeared in front of Mo Tianfeng. The white sword in his hand was shaking, shaking out the shadow of millions of swords.

With the tremor getting faster and faster, it finally spread all over the world. It was a world full of sword Qi for millions of miles. The white sword Qi appeared in ripples, which contained the power of the law and cut the mountains and the earth.