At noon, the sun was shining. Outside a magnificent gate, a strong wind team was patrolling as usual.
Here is the junction of the yellow school district and the Xuan School District of Tianfeng University.
Generally speaking, yellow students cannot enter the Xuanji School District, and the gale team will guard here.
Suddenly, a dark cloud floated over and covered the hot sun overhead. The whole gale team was gloomy immediately.
"I have a bad feeling that the mountain rain is coming and the wind is all over the building!"
His eyebrows trembled slightly, and the captain of the Xuan level gale team suddenly burst into his heart when he looked at the dark cloud above his head.
Boom!
Then the earth began to tremble and heave.
The strong wind team's face was frozen and their heart was shocked: "what's the matter, is there an earthquake?"
"No, look ahead!"
Someone pointed forward and the people looked at it. They saw a group of dark figures not far from the front, just like a group of wasps. Everyone looked gloomy and bad.
It is no doubt that Yang Feng, who broke Murong Yingjie's leg at the gate of the college, is the first person to walk in the front.
These gale players were watching the excitement and were all present, so they knew the evil star.
Goo Doo!
He swallowed his saliva difficultly. The leader of the gale wiped the cold sweat on his head. When he saw Yang Feng coming, he immediately stepped forward and raised his hand and said, "the important place of the Xuanji School District, the Yellow students are not allowed to enter!"
"Fuck you!"
Poof!
Without saying a word, Yang Feng kicked the captain directly and kicked him out in an instant. With a loud bang, he knocked the steel gate open.
Then, a group of yellow level students swarmed in. Before they knew what was going on, they were completely submerged by the dark crowd and disappeared into the ocean of the people's war.
Yang Feng looked around and didn't know where to go. He roared, "Tu Ganglie, where does the turtle son live and lead the way in front!"
"Yes, brother Feng!"
As soon as he nodded, Tu Ganglie and Ximen Zun were Xuanji students. They immediately became the leading Party for the Yellow students who had never entered the Xuanji school district.
Suddenly, this group of dark wasps rolled over towards Murong Yingjie's villa, with great momentum.
Where they passed, those Xuan level students trembled and quickly hid aside.
Although the overall strength of Xuan level students is higher than that of Huang level, they can't support so many people to act together.
How can one or two of them resist this scale, a thousand people army? What's more, the monster Yang Feng is the first, and there is another monster Sha Tongtian behind.
It is unprecedented that all students of Huang level are so united and share a common hatred.
However, Murong Yingjie was the absolute king in the whole Xuanji level, and almost everyone had to submit to him, and the whole Xuanji level school district almost became his own territory.
On the way to his villa, there are checkpoints everywhere.
Obviously, Murong Yingjie had expected someone to trouble him, so he sent people to set up cards layer by layer.
Unfortunately, he never expected that so many people would come.
So the two sides soon broke out in a war and fought together. Under the leadership of Yang Feng, Sha Tongtian, Tu Ganglie and Ximen Zun, the war was also a one-sided massacre.
Soon, Murong Yingjie's lackeys were defeated like a mountain, and the Yellow rebel army rolled all the way to the Xuanji student teaching area.
Bursts of hissing and killing sound spread to everyone's ears.
"Kill!"
"Fuck you!"
"Murong's dog legs die!"
……
"Attention, students. We should keep this in mind today. Wind and thunder belong to wood attribute and are most afraid of gold and fire, so when you encounter this situation in the future, you should..."
In a quiet classroom, tutor Wen Yu is giving lessons to all the martial arts students of class a of Xuan level. Yin Tianxue holds his chin and is in a daze alone. What he thinks is how Huang level is now. Brother Feng, they won't have anything wrong.
After all, I haven't seen Yang Feng come to the college for three days.
But suddenly, one by one, he shouted to kill. It came from far and near, and the door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open. A male tutor in his thirties, blushing and panting, said, "tutor Wen Yu, stop class and come out to fight."
"What pull frame? What are you talking about, mentor Xuecun?"
"Huang level... There is a riot. Now they have reached our Xuan level teaching area and headed all the way to Murong Yingjie's mansion. At this time, all Xuan level and Huang level mentors have been sent to fight. Unfortunately, they can't hold it!"
"What?" Wen Yu was shocked and said, "all the students of Huang level rioted? Can't even hold the tutor? Then stop them first. Who is they taking the lead?"
"Yellow devil, Yang Feng!"
"I'll go. I can't control him only by the tutor of xuanhuang level!"
The teacher Wen Yu sighed helplessly.
Since Yang Feng broke Murong Yingjie's dog leg at the gate of the college, his title of demon king has spread throughout the Xuan level.
Not only students, but also tutors call him that.
After all, Murong Yingjie's nickname in Xuan level is the first devil in Xuan level. The devil is the only one who can control this devil.
But I never thought that the demon king had waved his army straight up and swept the Xuan level.
What does he want? Unified black and yellow?
Turning over his eyes, tutor Wen Yu couldn't help sighing and stopped teaching. He shouted: "all students are studying by themselves in the classroom. Don't run around. My tutor will go... Hey, Tianxue, why are you coming down from the window!"
However, before she finished her words, she saw that Yin Tianxue had jumped up and stood on the windowsill.
"My brother Feng is coming. I'm going to help him. Mentor Wen Yu, I'll see you on the battlefield, hehe!"
With a grin, Yin Tianxue threw a heavy fist and ran out.
The rest of the students lay curiously by the window, their eyes shining brightly.
Wow, war, shall we join in the fun and actually fight about our cultivation in the past six months?
Otherwise, you can't measure your real strength at all.
Only the teacher Wen Yu, helpless, stroked his forehead and smiled bitterly.
Ouch, this girl has become wild since her brother Feng came. What kind of person are you learning from? Alas
At the same time, on the battlefield, in the noisy scuffle, the strategy of catching the thief first and the king first. Dozens of Xuan level masters held Yang Feng in their arms.
Some locked his arms, some hugged his thighs, and some rode on his head and hugged his head. From top to bottom, he was completely locked.
"Yang Feng, you should be arrested quickly. We don't want to be Murong Yingjie's dog legs. But if we don't listen to him, we will end up like you. I'm sorry!"
"You shouldn't say sorry to me. Apologize to yourself!"
What has the final say, Yang Feng, sorry, "what kind of people are you?"
Uh!
Hearing his words, those who held him could not help but lower their heads with some sigh.
At this time, a loud laugh rang out. A Xuan level student took a four grade war soldier long sword and stabbed Yang Feng in the chest. The evil family said, "ha ha, it's a great achievement to beat this boy down, young master Murong, Jie!"
"Hum, they are just cowards. You are shameless, you pure dogleg!"
Ha!
Eyes must be fixed. When Yang Feng was fixed by so many people, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a cold air suddenly gushed out. In an instant, he frozen the scum who wanted to pick up his head into an ice sculpture and couldn't move any more.
Uh!
Looking at all this, everyone present couldn't help being silly.
I'll go, this monster, and this skill. It seems that it's no use just fixing his body. I have to seal his mouth