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"You boy, you can't see the coffin and shed tears. I have practiced in this college for many years. No matter what skill I can do, I can use the five attributes, even if it's poison. It's not difficult to solve your little scum!" Murong Tian frowned slightly and pulled out a few times from the corner of his mouth.

It made him uncomfortable to publicly denigrate his image in front of so many people. The most important thing is that the boy in front of him is only the fifth level of the golden elixir realm, even if his spiritual power fluctuation is suppressed more severely! At the end of the day, he was just a fifth level practitioner of the golden elixir realm. There was no big storm in front of him.

Murong Tian's face was cold. He stepped forward slowly, looking extremely frivolous. "Now kneel down, knock three loud heads, and call out grandfather. I may be happy, and I can release you!"

"Looking for death!" Cheng Fei frowns tightly. His left fist has already been clenched. His body moves quickly like the wind and comes to Murong Tian's back.

Fist raised, without hesitation in murongtian's back, the clear fist sound and the tearing bone sound resounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone is shocked. It is murongtian that Cheng Fei is beating. It's Murong heaven that they are all afraid of!

"When did this kid rush behind him?"

"I'll go! I really didn't see it clearly at all. He should have such a tyrannical strength

"This... It's faster than me. I'm sure I'm not sure I'll fight him."

Many young disciples were shocked and looked at murongtian who was directly hit by Cheng Fei. The figure rose from the sky, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and then fell to the ground, heavily down.

The whole process is only maintained for two seconds, and Cheng Fei's speed is less than one second.

Looking at Cheng Fei's fist on the side, tiger is shocked and hard to speak. His eyes are dull and his mouth can't be closed. The moment of his fist was like a gust of cold wind, and the wave of spiritual power made him doubt his life. He suspected that the fifth level could defeat the seventh level!

"This..." brother tiger took a deep breath. "My God, this boy is so powerful. Can you say that I am dreaming?"

He couldn't believe what happened. As a poor student, Cheng Fei was able to beat murongtian, which was unprecedented in the whole imperial theological college!

Murong Tian was lying on the ground, and his whole body hit the rock. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looked at his broken white robe, and listened to the voice of shock and fear behind him. He was stunned for a short time, and his mind seemed to recall the moment when he started to fly out of the fist.

He hit himself in the back!

"Damn it!" Murong Tian took a breath. He got up slowly. His eyes were full of anger. "Cheng Fei, you will regret your fist!"

When he raised his hand, the dark purple light slowly condensed in his hand. All around him, the black air current rolled around like heat, and the earth under his feet, even the soil, trees and vines around him, withered when he was attacked by the black air.

There is no vitality, not a bit green!

"Use poison!" Cheng Fei, who was born to be extremely sensitive to poisons, reacted immediately. However, he was not afraid of it. Instead, he laughed.

You know, his body is immune to many poisons in the world. No matter what kind of poison he is doing, no matter how severe the poisonous fog is, it has no effect on him.

It's just that, except for myself, other people don't know at all.

Looking at Cheng Fei's smile, Murong Tian, with a black face, said in a deep voice, "what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh that you are beyond your ability and dare to use poison on me. It is obviously useless!" Cheng Fei laughs and looks at the displeasure of murongtian's face in front of him. He even laughs wildly and says, "I'm standing here, not moving!"

"Not moving?" Murong Tian asked.

After practicing this poison attack for a long time, no matter the flowers, plants or forests can't avoid the attack of his own poison. Even if the young disciples with strong strength saw him, they would certainly stay far away.

This skill is different from other skills. It can not only dissipate vitality, but also absorb the spiritual power of young disciples for their own use. While enhancing their strength, they can further improve their mastery of poison attack.

In the face of poison attack, no matter who is, they will escape far away. Only this boy doesn't understand the terrible part of his poison attack, and dare to catch it rashly. His death time has come, and his vitality and spiritual power will be owned by him!

This should be, but also the boy must pay!

Who made him offend the wrong people. Still so provocative, look down on him!

"The world is big and there are so many capable people. Once you can't afford it, you can only run away. If you look down on me, I will let you know what a hell's nightmare is!" Murong Tian sneered.

He is 100% sure of this poison attack and can kill Cheng Fei in front of everyone. He wants to let everyone know that there will be no good end against Murong Tianzuo. Cheng Fei is a living proof!It's just that Murong didn't expect. Facing this extremely poisonous fog, Cheng Fei not only did not run, but also laughed. The smile slightly raised at the corner of his mouth was so confident that others looked at him like an idiot.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you have the ability, you can come and talk nonsense there." Cheng Fei gently raised his eyebrows, and his words were extremely disdainful.

A man with seven levels of strength in the golden elixir realm is faced with a person who is two steps smaller than him, and even talks nonsense there. If he had been a man, he would have gone up with one blow and would not have delayed it until now.

"Stinky boy!" Murong said in a deep voice. He raised his palm and slowly condensed the black gas in his palm. His eyes were surrounded by black gas, which was like a comet tail, emitting a very strange breath.

"Black forest, poisonous fog." Four words came out of his mouth.

A large amount of poisonous fog swept around, and the black poisonous gas passed by, where no grass grew, vines, leaves and vegetation withered instantly, without any green or vitality.

The spiritual power in the air fluctuates in the black smoke, forming white airflow, and then dissipates. A large number of young disciples quickly stepped back three meters away. When murongtian's spiritual power fluctuated over them, the originally quiet elixir field had no soul power and was in an unstable disorder.

This extremely uncomfortable feeling prompted them to retreat and leave the place covered by Murong heavenly power.

This retreat, the public a sigh of relief, at the same time looking at murongtian.

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