Chapter 1113

"Well, it's really great. Let's fight hard. Let's see the strength of our students in Zhenlong college."

A group of disciples of Zhenlong college coaxed and yelled loudly, which made the disciples of Tianshen college extremely unhappy.

"What is it? Let me do it. "

Suddenly, another eight grade immortal came to the stage, holding not a sword, but an iron bar made of unknown materials, from which the law power of fierce mountains and rivers surged out, which was extremely shocking.

Just after he came down, the long stick waved and rolled the storm all over the sky. In the eyes of all the people, there were dense shadows of the stick. The power of each stick was extremely frightening, just like the roar of a beast. When he fell, he wanted to kill Mo Tianfeng.

Sing!

It's still a myriad of swords shooting in the air, spinning around Mo Tianfeng at high speed, whistling. You can hear the sound of gold and iron fighting outside. It seems that you can smell the smell of Mars and the fierce friction with the air. It's in flames.

Bang bang!

The shadow of the stick overlaps with the Qi of the sword, and it explodes. But the array perfectly counteracts the aftershocks, as if the ripples disappear after a few circles.

"Yes, I have some strength. Next, let's see how powerful I am. Heaven and earth

Suddenly, on that day, the disciples of the seminary gave a loud shout, which was like the roar of a wild dragon. The wind was rolling, and the light of the long stick in their hands was dazzling, which seemed to explode the river of stars. Suddenly, they jumped up, and the momentum of the whole competition platform changed greatly, which aroused all the law forces in all directions to come together and form a stick.

Then the stick dispersed again, and ten thousand long white sticks appeared, sweeping the eight wastelands of Kyushu. They smashed directly, and their eyes were terrible.

"Good, elder martial brother. Blow up the disciples of Zhenlong college and give us a long face." Countless people exclaimed.

"The sword moves the sky!"

Mo Tianfeng is also a body movement, backhand is a sword, sword tip shaking badly, forming countless illusions.

The breath of the whole person and the sword are united. Without the breath of the human being, it seems that there is only this sword Qi left in the heaven and the earth. It cuts through the void and cuts through the ages. A weak light appears. At last, it gets brighter and brighter. It seems that the sun in the sky finally penetrates through and reaches the depth of the shadow of the stick.

Where he passed, the shadow of the stick was all torn, and the chop collapsed. Mo Tianfeng's sword was reckless, extremely arrogant, and quickly broke out his strength at this point. When he penetrated deeply, everyone saw a flash of sword light, and then his voice stopped.

Looking at it, I found a few drops of blood on the ground of the competition platform. That day, the disciple of the seminary touched his throat. After a meal, his hands were full of blood, and there was a sword mark on his throat. If he went deeper, he would kill his head.

"How could it be that I almost cut off my head?"

This immortal disciple was obviously unconvinced and seemed to be a little manic. Suddenly, he broke out again. He waved the long stick in his hand and shot the whole person.

"You've lost. Go down."

Mo Tianfeng frowned, and suddenly shot out again with a sword, which was still a terrible sword. He gathered all his law power, penetrated through the void and resisted the blow. He kicked the disciple in the chest and spat out a big mouthful of blood. The disciple was unwilling to fly out and humiliated himself.

"Well, our Zhenlong college is cattle. Come on, Mo Tianfeng. You are the best."

"Who else, who is our elder martial brother Mo Tianfeng's opponent? Just come up, ha ha ha. Look at our elder martial brother Mo Tianfeng. If you don't fight, you'll be looking for teeth all over the place. "

"Yes, elder martial brother Mo Tianfeng is still very powerful. Generally, xianzun is not his opponent. Give us the long face of Zhenlong college, hehe. "

The students of Zhenlong college were very surprised.

"Waste one, do you really think you are a master? I'll come. "

The voice came, and then a figure swept from the distance, and then came down a very beautiful young man, who was a Jiupin immortal, "I only need a palm to deal with you. With such strength, I really think I can survive several competitions? "

"Hum!" Mo Tianfeng looks dignified, the strength of this person is much higher than him, but also intend to fight.

Boom!

The two figures coincide, and thousands of sword Qi shoots out of Mo Tianfeng. But in the sword Qi, a rule palm suddenly appears. With a slight push, it seems to shake the whole competition platform, and the overwhelming power is aroused from that palm.

With a bang, Mo Tianfeng felt that all his sword Qi had lost its function under this move and was disintegrated one after another. Then he flew out and burst out a big nest in his chest. If he hadn't tried his best to protect his body just now, he would have died long ago.

He lost!

"Waste one, who else?"

Jiupin xianzun man came to the stage, and all the disciples of Tianshen college cheered, while the disciples of Zhenlong college helped Mo Tianfeng up, "is elder martial brother OK?"

"It's OK. This person is too strong. I'm not an opponent." Mo Tianfeng shook his head.

"Let me do it." All of a sudden, a little fat youth came down from Zhenlong college. He turned out to be the saint son of Zhenlong college, a strong immortal. As soon as he appeared, he immediately burst out the light of the law. The power of the holy talisman in his body covered his whole body, and a finger pointed out.When they saw a beam of light, it directly impacted on the body protection law of the immortal disciple. The body protection law immediately exploded, and the person was seriously injured.

The young immortal spread a strong smell on his body. It was like the waves rolling against him. He died like a dog. With a scream, he fell on the test bench.

"This is the Holy Son of Zhenlong college. It's worthy of being immortal. It's really powerful. "

"Well, we can't compare the Holy Son. The natural strength is very strong, but there are many holy sons in the divinity school."

The competition platform kept fighting. Half an hour later, the saint son of Zhenlong college was defeated by a saint son of Tianshen college.

In this cycle, a batch of experts are beaten back, and then they go up to the more powerful experts.

This battle alone lasted three days and three nights.

Sometimes it takes a long time to finish the battle between the Xiansheng and the strong. However, if it goes on like this, Zhenlong college is obviously not enough.

Because their holy sons are almost the same, but there are still hundreds of them in the Theological Seminary.

An hour later, at this moment, when the last few saints all came to power and lost, only the genius of Zhenlong college, Xiao Yun, was left.

Xiao Yun is the most talented disciple of Zhenlong college. As soon as he came to power, he immediately aroused the idea of the whole audience. No matter it is Tianshen college, Zhenlong college, and other onlookers, such as Xianyu and zongmen, all have a dignified face.

Because once Xiao Yun is defeated, as long as he is defeated, no one in Zhenlong college can compete.

In the competition between the two colleges, Zhenlong college lost completely.