Chapter 868: The Lost Dog 5

"Of course they should be greatly satisfied."

The students of Qianhuan Academy had been waiting outside the door for a long time, and when they heard Jun Mohuang's question, they immediately answered loudly.

At the same time, everyone rushed into the courtyard where Feiyunzong was located, and when they saw the disciples of Feiyunzong, they rushed over immediately.

"Hmph, a group of wastes who are beyond their own power, dare to come to the Feiyunzong's territory to spread wildness, let's see!"

The disciples of Feiyunzong saw that the students who were despised by them as waste dared to attack, with contempt on their faces, and they quickly fought with the students of Qianhuan Academy.

This time, Feiyunzong came to Tianxing City to participate in the star power ranking competition. Not counting the three elders such as Elder Luo, there were a total of seventy-five people.

Just now, Qianhuan Academy has severely injured the first batch of thirty people, so there are still thirty-five people left in this courtyard.

Among the thirty-five people, twenty were third-rank casters, ten were fourth-rank casters, and five were fifth-rank casters.

As for the students of Qianhuan Academy, they got Jun Mohuang's Silver Moon Immortal Li along the way. Except for Yun Lan and Jun Mohuang who have not officially refined Yinyue Immortal Li, everyone else has advanced to the first rank.

Right now, among the fifty seeded players in Qianhuan Academy, the ones with the lowest strength are the fourth-rank casters, and the fifth-rank casters are even more powerful. The Feiyun Sect's group is not an opponent at all.

Soon, the more than 30 disciples of Feiyunzong fell to the ground screaming, covering their chests and vomiting blood, and they were exhausted and could not get up again.

Elder Luo and the other three Feiyunzong elders, when they saw Qianhuan Academy attacked just now, they thought that one or two of these students were waste, and it was impossible for three people to take action.

So the three of them stood idly by, wiping the tea on their faces with handkerchiefs and tidying up the crooked hair on their heads.

Which one has just wiped his face twice with a handkerchief, and the tea on his face has not been wiped clean, and more than half of the more than 30 disciples of Feiyun Sect have already poured it.

"This... Hmph, I didn't think you guys are quite capable!"

The three elders were horrified, and they didn't have time to think about what was going on. They bullied them at the fastest speed and wanted to rescue the disciples of Feiyun Sect.

Each of these students is very strange, but the three of them are all eighth-level casting spirits, and they can't deal with this group of trash!

Even now, the three elders of Feiyun Sect are still full of arrogance.

"Three old men, your opponent is me, where are you going?"

The three of them should take a step forward, and a red cloud floated in front of them. Jun Mohuang, who had been leaning on the door frame to watch the fun, finally moved.

Jun Mohuang's palm wind is strong and contains infinite spiritual energy, and it slashes directly at Elder Luo.

"Little waste, courting death!"

Elder Luo saw that it was Jun Mohuang, a waste of the first-order spirit casting realm who came to stop the three, and felt that he had been greatly insulted.

She turned sideways to avoid Jun Mohuang's palm, and just wanted to raise her hand to counterattack, but the palm wind she hit suddenly turned around, and went straight behind Elder Luo, hitting him firmly on the back.

Elder Luo was beaten and staggered, rushed forward several steps, and almost fell to the ground.

He hurriedly used the spiritual energy of his entire body to stabilize his body, and when he used the spiritual energy, he realized that the blood in his chest was surging, the chest cavity was tingling, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his lips.

"You can't even beat a little trash like me. It seems that you are an old trash. Oh, no, you are not as good as a small trash. You don't even have the qualifications to become an old trash."

The corners of Jun Mohuang's lips twitched lightly, and his black gem-like eyes flashed lightly, full of ridicule.