Chapter 800 The Blooming Sword!

Boom!

Immediately, a hole was torn open on the third floor, and a figure flew down from it, gliding on the ground for tens of meters, before stopping, completely embarrassed.

"what happened?"

Seeing this, some students outside were slightly taken aback, wondering what happened?

"Hey, isn't that Yu Miansheng, the genius senior of the Qianyuan Academy? Why..."

"God, look at his hands, who hurt him!"

The crowd recognized Yu Miansheng's identity, but when they looked at his hand holding the jade fan, they saw that hand was trembling and dripping blood, obviously injured!

And he was the one who escaped quickly, otherwise, it would not only be as simple as being injured, but even his life would be left behind, but the crowd didn't know about this.

Boom!

Immediately after, another figure flew out and hit the ground with a bang, completely covered in blood, but lifeless!

"Han Sen!"

Looking at the sudden figure, the eyes of the crowd froze, and their eyes subconsciously shifted to the cultivation tower, only to see a handsome figure stepping out with a sword in hand.

In the eyes of the crowd, he is only at the third level of sages, but the sharpness of his body makes them afraid of people at the fifth or sixth level of sages.

he is……? ?

Many people stared at it with strong doubts.

"It's him, Ye Wushuang!"

Immediately, some people opened their mouths and spit out three words lightly, how could they not know this person, the person who fought Yan Xingkuang to the death, the Holy Academy is famous!

Behind him, there are two people following.

And watching the three come out, Yu Miansheng's face was extremely ugly, he was defeated, and the defeat was so complete that he didn't even have the strength to resist.

More importantly, Han Sen, Ting Feng's junior, was killed by Ye Wushuang without hesitation under his protection. He was responsible, and Ting Feng's anger was beyond his ability to bear!

"Kill Han Sen, you will regret it!"

Yu Miansheng stared at Ye Wushuang gloomyly, with indescribable shame. He had humiliated Ye Wushuang as a coward before, but now he found that under Ye Wushuang's sword, he didn't even have the courage to fight, making him more like a coward!

"Kill Han Sen?"

The moment they heard Yu Miansheng's words, the crowd was in an uproar. Hansen, he is the junior of Ting Feng, who is the tenth person on the Kunlun list. How dare Ye Wushuang kill him?

Ye Wushuang is crazy, really too crazy, not to mention offending Yan Xingkuang, and now he has offended Ting Feng, not far from death.

The crowd secretly guessed that Ye Wushuang's tragic fate had already been predicted.

However, how could these people know that it was not he, Ye Wushuang, who provoked others, but someone else provoked him. He had no intention of causing trouble, but others came to trouble him time and time again. If he did not resist, he would be bullied and humiliated. Therefore, he Fight back, defend yourself.

However, this kind of resistance has become madness in the eyes of others, perhaps this is very ironic!

"I really can't think of a person who dare not even take my sword, how can I regret it?" Ye Wushuang questioned, but his words were extremely sarcastic, making Yu's face flushed and his jade fan trembling, but he didn't make a move after all.

"Besides, if you do it, you won't regret it. I never regret killing him, so you can get out."

Ye Wushuang uttered a sentence indifferently, and glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, killing people was not because he wanted to, but because he was forced to, if people don't provoke him, why should he provoke others!

"Hmph, you will regret it, and immediately."

As soon as Ye Wushuang's footsteps were mentioned, a sharp figure stepped out of the Shenfeng Peak, walking with a sword behind his back, like a peerless sword, the sword roared into the sky!

"Tingfeng!"

Looking at the person who came, the hearts of the crowd trembled fiercely, finally came!

Boom!

Ting Feng's figure landed on the ground, and a chilling sword intent came out vertically and horizontally. The pure sword intent swept all directions like waves, making everyone feel a splitting pain!

Such a strong sword!

The crowd looked at Ting Feng in horror, as if they were looking at a supreme sword god, whose sharpness was unstoppable.

With the body of a sword and the practice of the Cihang Sword Code, Ting Feng's strength ranks tenth on the Kunlun list. This kind of strength is indeed what they look up to.

Ting Feng glanced around, and finally landed on the corpse lying on the ground.

"I can't stop it." Seeing this, Yu Miansheng came up, said something, hesitated for a while before saying: "My strength is not as good as him!"

Strength, not as good as him?

The crowd was surprised. This was said by a talented senior from the Qianyuan Academy. It was not as good as a freshman who had only been admitted to the hospital for a short time. The surrounding students felt that their ears were hallucinating.

Ting Feng's eyes also turned to Ye Wushuang, and two sharp sword lights shot out from his eyes, "You are Ye Wushuang!"

"If no one is called by this name, then I think it should be me. I don't know how to ask?"

Ye Wushuang's eyes were also staring at Ting Feng, the sword body really gave him a kind of human like a divine sword, with a peerless sharpness!

"You killed my junior, slapped me in the face, and slapped my teacher in the face, and you still ask me what advice I have, you are ridiculous!"

Ting Feng smiled coldly.

"It's really ridiculous!" Ye Wushuang also sneered, "Your junior brother is self-righteous and forcibly seized my Xuanzhong room. I drove him away and warned him once, but he didn't know how to repent. He has the audacity to invite you to call the shots and destroy it. According to the rules, the bombardment of the door of Xuanzhong’s room caused my friend to go mad, and the breakthrough was blocked, but you said that I slapped you in the face, may I ask if I am ridiculous, and you are ridiculous?”

"What a sharp mouth!" Hearing Ye Wushuang's sarcasm, Ting Feng's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: "Who is ridiculous? Believe in my sword, I will make you understand!"

"An idiot who can't even say a word of rebuttal, presumably the sword is not that good?"

Ye Wushuang sneered.

"Your mouth is very powerful, I hope your strength is also the same."

Ting Feng's face sank completely, and the sword intent on his body erupted instantly. Countless sword shadows shuttled around, stepped out with one step, and those sword shadows rushed out like a river.

"cut!"

Ting Feng opened his mouth to vomit, and the hearts of the crowd trembled suddenly, and they saw the infinite sword shadows continuously merging to form a substantial sword that lifted the sky.

That unparalleled swordsmanship makes people feel small!

"This sword, who is not Ting Feng's strongest method, but the sages and sages can't take it down, and it is more than enough to deal with Ye Wushuang."

The crowd sighed secretly, feeling powerless against this sword, the people on the Kunlun list are indeed extraordinary!

"This is your powerful sword?"

Ye Wushuang's face was calm, and he said a word indifferently.

"It's too late to regret it now!"

Ting Feng sneered, but the huge sword did not stop, locking Ye Wushuang, and the killing of the sword also enveloped Ye Wushuang.

"You are wrong, I just want to say that your powerful sword is just... rubbish!"

Ye Wushuang also uttered a sentence, making the eyes of the crowd focus. At this time, Ye Wushuang also moved, the ancient sword swept across the sky, and the invincible sword way swept across. With a pure sword, the sword light bloomed instantly!

The unparalleled and terrifying giant sword was chopped into pieces, and the way of the sword was also ridiculous, annihilated.

The eyes of the crowd froze, and the Cihang Sword Dao that made them fearful was defeated, and the word "garbage" echoed in their ears!

Ting Feng's sneer also froze on his face, he couldn't believe that his sword would be defeated by a scornful ant.

"If this is your powerful sword, it can only prove how useless your sword is and how useless you are!"

Ye Wushuang let out a soft sarcasm, her body was very close, and her sword moved forward without hesitation.

The hidden sword is the sword of a gentleman, and the sword is the sword of killing. When the sword is out of the sheath, it does not look back, and its sharpness is stronger. At this moment, Ye Wushuang wants to be a sharp sword!