747 Chapter 747 Here We Come

It was a bead, a round bead that was smaller than an egg. It looked nothing special, and it was not very conspicuous. People who didn't know the goods would probably only regard it as a bead to play with. Bayi Chinese Network w≈w≠w=. =8=1≥z≠w≥. ≈c≤o≥m≈

"Obsidian Wind Spirit Orb, one of the three treasures of the Qingteng royal family!"

The dean was slightly startled. He didn't expect Nie Teng to carry such a treasure on his body. This thing is really a treasure. Because it is made of obsidian and engraved with a defensive formation, the defense alone can resist the Nascent Soul monk twelve times. In addition to its defensive power, it can also stir the wind in the air. At the same time, if the wind attribute cultivator obtains it, this bead can also exert a great effect in battle.

I saw that Nie Teng threw the bead in his hand into the air, and the bead instantly turned and rolled the airflow in the surrounding air to one side, sucking the powerful airflow that formed a barrier under the bead, forming a whirlwind-like wind. Merry, go to the forest on the other side.

Because the airflow that was set up as a barrier was sucked and rolled away, the battle scene inside also appeared in front of everyone's eyes, but when they saw the scene in front of them, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Feng Jiu, who was wearing red clothes with countless cuts, was covered in injuries. The red clothes on her body could not tell which blood belonged to him and which belonged to the enemy. All I knew was that the blood in the red clothes was dyed deep red, which was shocking. It is the wounds one after another, as well as the strong murderous aura and coercion surging on him.

At this time, what shocked them the most was not because of this, but the long sword in the hands of the Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him. The sword penetrated his entire shoulder, and the sharp tip of the sword used to be pierce in, pierce out from behind...

Compared with the sharp sword of the Nascent Soul cultivator that stabbed him in the shoulder, the sharp green sword in his hand pierced through the heart of the Nascent Soul cultivator, and the sword qi with the flames slashed from the heart. Fall, and instantly destroy its Nascent Soul!

"hiss!"

Everyone who saw this scene took a deep breath, and they could see at a glance that this was a fighting method that traded injury for life! This is a lose-lose method of losing eight hundred and one thousand to the enemy!

It was so dangerous that they couldn't help but tremble with fear. If the Nascent Soul cultivator's sword was stabbed right, then he would really lose his life...

"boom!"

The Nascent Soul cultivator opened his eyes wide, and was kicked down by Feng Jiu with unwillingness. The same Nascent Soul was destroyed, and there was not even a trace of life left.

"Um!"

The long sword stabbed on the shoulder was pulled out due to the fall of the Yuanying cultivator. At the same time as the long sword was pulled out, she took a staggering step backwards, supporting her body with the sharp sword in her hand to stabilize her body. Shaky footsteps.

She turned her head to look at the crowd coming up, and when she saw them, she couldn't help but be slightly startled. Familiar, unfamiliar, all came one by one, is this all the mentors who have combat power in the entire academy?

"Feng Jiu, here we come."

The dean's eyes fell on the young man, seeing that he could hold on until now, until they arrived, the mood at this moment cannot be represented in words, only that they saw that he was still alive, their mood was not only excited , still excited.

The wise and sharp gaze moved away from Feng Jiu's body, the dean looked at the two remaining Nascent Soul strongmen, and the old and low voice came out of his mouth with fierce killing intent.

"kill!"