Chapter 277

Ivy court, martial arts stage!

The blood spirit God broke out a momentum of destroying the sky and the earth, and swept away against Zhang Heng standing on the ground.

You know, the blood spirit God is the divine power that the ancestors of the Zuo family realized the way of heaven.

The ancestor of the Zuo family realized that when he became the blood spirit God, he became famous in the first World War and became the most powerful warrior in the state of Chu.

Therefore, when many students of the Ivy League academy saw Zuo Feng show his bleeding spirit, they also understood that the teenager standing on the martial platform was mostly abandoned.

Although the Ivy League academy can't kill students indiscriminately, the struggle between students is damaged in the south. What's more, Zuo Feng is now going to crush a warrior with six Wuling?

So in front of many students of the Ivy League academy, they are looking at the young figure standing on the ground. Their faces are full of fun.

"Ow..."

When many students of the Ivy League academy stared at Wu Tai with a playful look, the blood spirit God controlled by Zuo Feng, a genius of the Zuo family, rushed away at the young figure.

The roar of terror swept the world, and the great power swept away, making the students of the Ivy League feel a color of fear.

"Zhang Heng, let's go."

The Dongfang Yu standing behind Zhang Heng looked at the blood spirit God sweeping towards him quickly, and his face was full of silence.

Needless to think, Dongfang Yu also understands that the martial arts competition at the Ivy League banquet tonight is that someone is making a game against Dongfang Yu, and it is still aimed at his death.

So when he saw the blood spirit God sweeping towards Zhang Heng, he knew that the blood spirit God could easily crush Zhang Heng.

"Dongfang Yu, trust me."

On the ground, the face of the young man standing was full of calm color. His eyes stared at the huge figure sweeping towards him, and a sneer appeared on his face.

It has to be said that Zuo Feng, the genius of the Zuo family, has cultivated a powerful blood spirit God. Even Dongfang Yu, one of the top ten talents of the state of Chu, was defeated by him.

If it comes to strength, Zhang Heng understands that he is not Zuo Feng's opponent, but he is not the strength, but the sun and moon demon wheel.

Since Zhang Heng saw the blood spirit God displayed by Zuo Feng, the Sun Moon Magic Wheel in his body had an impulse to move.

It's just that he has been suppressed by him. Now, in front of Zhang Heng, the breath of the strong blood spirit is sweeping towards him.

Zhang Heng, who immediately stood on the ground, did not hesitate. The soles of his feet touched the ground, his figure flashed, and a strong breath burst out on Zhang Heng.

When this thick breath broke out from Zhang Heng, a blood red magic wheel was suspended in front of Zhang Heng.

The demon wheel emits blood red light. Even so, the blood red demon wheel doesn't emit a little evil!

"Ignorant waste, die for this one."

However, just when Zhang Heng showed the sun moon magic wheel, the blood spirit God who shot at Zhang Heng also roared.

He immediately waved his huge arm and hit Zhang Heng crazily.

"Come on."

Standing on the ground, Zhang Heng also showed a sneer on his face when he saw the blood spirit in front of him sweeping towards him.

Immediately, Zhang Heng no longer hesitated and quickly controlled the Sun Moon Magic Wheel suspended in front of him, which was the blood spirit God rushing forward and smashing it madly.

The terrible fist of the blood spirit God collided with the blood red demon wheel displayed by Zhang Heng.

The terrible aura wave, centered on two people, broke out and swept the world.

When this terrible aura wave broke out, suddenly many students of the Ivy League academy around felt a touch of dignity, because at this time, the genius who wrote about the Ivy League academy also felt an unusual atmosphere.

"Waste, I didn't expect it to be him."

At this time, Qin Yu, who stood in front of many talents in the Ivy League academy, stared at the martial arts platform. At this time, he also showed a killing opportunity when he looked at the young figure standing on the martial arts platform.

Qin Yu is no stranger to the young man standing on the ground. If he had not been defeated by this waste in Fawang City, it would be Qin Yu who now controls the sun moon magic wheel.

"Zhang Heng, don't worry."

However, Xia Xuerou, standing side by side with Qin Yu, was also very shocked when she saw the behind the scenes in front of her.

The young genius from Qingyun city has gradually become a genius step by step, which is also seen by Xia Xuerou.

If it weren't for his husband and wife and the emperor of Chu, how could Xia Xuerou promise Qin Yu.

"Ah..."

However, on the martial platform at this time, when many students of the Ivy League Academy were shocked, they saw a sad roar on the martial platform.

The roar was huge, full of panic and infinite fear, as if he saw something, which made the owner of the voice tremble.

However, at this time, many students of the Ivy League academy saw that the blood spirit God on the martial arts platform was getting smaller quickly.

The original Huge Big Mac has only doubled in an instant.

"Waste, what did you do to my blood spirit God? Stop it."

At this time, Zuo Feng, the genius of the Zuo family, was full of iron blue on his face and stared at the young figure.

At this time, Zuo Feng looked at the young figure. In front of the suspended blood red magic wheel, his face was full of fear.

Because he knew that the magic wheel manipulated by the boy was definitely not an ordinary magic wheel.

"Hum."

However, Zhang Heng ignored Zuo Feng at this time, and directly ignored his request.

But he knew that if he didn't have the sun moon magic wheel, he would not let go of himself once he matched the left peak.

In that case, Zhang Heng understood that once the sun moon magic wheel came out, it was time to teach this Zuo Feng a painful lesson.

And at this time, Zhang Heng also smiled bitterly. After feeling the strong Qi of the blood spirit God, this Taoist instrument, the sun moon magic wheel, was out of Zhang Heng's control.

"Ow..."

In the void, the huge fist of blood spirit God smashed wildly at the sun moon magic wheel.

However, at this time, the blood spirit God, those huge palms, were impressively locked by the sun moon magic wheel. The strong breath of blood spirit God broke out from him, and immediately all of them were absorbed by the sun moon magic wheel without hesitation.

"Ah, what the hell did you do to me?"

In the void, the original huge blood spirit God suddenly felt that his body was shrinking rapidly.

When he saw his body shrinking, his face was shocked.

Obviously, even Zuo Feng doesn't understand why the blood spirit Dharma of their Zuo family has no effect in the hands of this waste.

"Zuo Feng, that's the sun moon magic wheel. Take it back quickly."

At this time, Qin Yu, who stood in front of many talents in the Ivy League, said quietly when he saw the behind the scenes in front of him.

"What, Sun Moon demon wheel?"

After hearing Qin Yu's words, Zuo Feng, the genius of the Zuo family, suddenly his face was full of dead silence.

At that time, he saw in the ancestral land of the Zuo family that although the blood spirit God was powerful, it was a nemesis.

And this nemesis is the sun moon magic wheel.

However, it is said that the sun moon magic wheel has fallen into the unknown magic mountain, and then its whereabouts are even more unknown. What left Feng didn't expect is that he would encounter the killer in the legend of their Zuo family.

"Blood spirit God, take it for me."

Thinking of this, Zuo Feng no longer hesitated. He quickly ran the blood spirit Dharma and wanted to take back the blood spirit God.

However, later, he was shocked to find that his blood spirit Dharma had no effect on the blood spirit God.

"Zhang Heng, stop it."

At this time, the owner of the Ivy League academy also saw the scene in front of him. As the owner of the Ivy League academy, his eyes were always bright.

The boy in front of him is just a boy from Qingyun city without any background.

On the contrary, Zuo Feng is a genius of the Zuo family. If something happens to him in the Ivy League, the strong man of the Zuo family may come back to trouble him. At that time, he, the owner of the Ivy League, may not be able to do it.

Therefore, when the leader of the Ivy League academy saw the behind the scenes in front of him, he also burst into a drink. Immediately, his figure flashed and rushed towards the young man standing on the ground.

"Hum."

However, at this time, Zhang Heng's face was full of indifference, and he directly ignored the roar of the leader of the Ivy League academy just now.

"Whew, whew..."

Seeing this, Zuo Feng and the master of the Ivy League burst at him.

Zhang Heng also showed a sneer. His eyes stared at the Sun Moon Magic Wheel in front of him. He directly manipulated the sun moon magic wheel to quickly devour the blood spirit God.

Originally, the Sun Moon Magic Wheel devoured the blood spirit God independently, but after Zhang Heng's manipulation, the Sun Moon Magic Wheel devoured the blood spirit God at an incomparable speed. It was just that in a flash, the huge blood spirit God turned into a baby size, and the breath burst out of him was also very weak.

"Zhang Heng, do you know what you have done? My Zuo family is bound to be at odds with you!"

Zuo Feng's face was extremely pale. The blood spirit God was his original name Yuanshen. Now his Yuanshen was swallowed up by Zhang Heng. Together with him, Zuo Feng was seriously injured and his cultivation fell sharply.

But even so, Zuo Feng, a genius of the Zuo family, stared at the young figure and roared.

"I am. I, Zhang Heng, have never been afraid of anyone."

Standing on the ground, young Zhang Heng also showed a sneer after hearing Zuo Feng's words.

Although Zuo Feng died from the top ten aristocratic families in the state of Chu, Zhang Heng has never been afraid of anyone.

At present, Zhang Heng saw the owner of the Ivy League academy sweeping towards him quickly. Zhang Heng also did not hesitate to quickly take back the Sun Moon Magic Wheel in his hand.

"Zhang Heng, you're great."

Dongfang Yu, standing behind Zhang Heng, looked at the strength shown by Zhang Heng just now. Even if he was a genius of the top ten aristocratic families in the state of Chu, Dongfang Yu's face was full of shock, because even he didn't expect that Zuo Feng would be defeated by Zhang Heng.