Fang Yizhu''s insight seems quite extraordinary. He knows everything and can say a few words, but the current situation has no time to listen to him. The darkness enveloped Tang Xiaomei and shrank sharply inward, like a yoke cage.
Lu Ping listened to the sound of perceiving the power of the soul. He can''t make a very clear judgment on powers he hasn''t seen in a short time. I just felt that it was dark and airtight, leaving no gap.
Then there was a flash of cold light. The sword in Wang Tong''s hand rushed out without hesitation and disappeared into the darkness.
Wang Tong raised his mouth and showed a cruel smile. Tang Xiaomei''s means, he couldn''t be clearer. It takes more energy to perceive the downwind attack. It is inevitable to be negligent when fighting endlessly. So he simply used his own means.
The night returns.
Impulse, Qi and force, the control system power of three souls, and strong binding force can completely block the opponent. When the wind attacks and then goes off the peak, they are all within the blockade of returning this night.
After that, isn''t it such an easy thing as a sword?
The sword did not enter, but Wang Tong''s hand had already released the sword.
For Wang Tong, returning at night can only be a temporary constraint. He doesn''t have such a powerful soul power to directly imprison his opponent with this power. Therefore, he still needs this sword to solve his opponent, but since this sword penetrates the night return, it has become a flaw in the seamless bondage of the night return.
Many people don''t realize this for a moment, or realize it but don''t know how to use it. But Tang Xiaomei is the same as him. Just as he knows the characteristics of downwind, Tang Xiaomei knows this flaw in his return this night. This was used by others when they competed with each other. At that time, the other party took advantage of the moment when Wang Tong withdrew his sword and fought back, winning both defeat and injury.
So at this time, Wang Tong simply let go and didn''t withdraw his sword.
"You lost." He said faintly.
Before the words fell, the earth under his feet moved slightly, and a soul force broke through the earth, with a bright blood red, which had pierced Wang Tong''s left foot.
"Ah!" Wang Tong screamed. He had stood different, but the power of the soul had not disappeared. From bottom to top, he brought out a series of blood flowers.
When Wang Tong came back from the night, she also disappeared with the heavy blow. Tang Xiaomei, who was trapped in it, held the sharp sword stabbed by Wang Tong in her left hand and twisted its direction. The sword crossed Tang Xiaomei''s neck, but brought out a blood hole.
And her right hand held her sword tightly. The sword hung down and blood beads rolled on the tip of the sword. At the foot of Tang Xiaomei, blood flowed continuously and soaked the land.
The siege of night return is comprehensive enough, but there is only one place.
Tang Xiaomei''s feet, the contact surface with the ground.
There was no room to enter this place when the night came back, so this place became a breakthrough for Tang Xiaomei. Her feet could not move, so she simply broke through her own feet, penetrated the soil, and launched a heavy blow at Wang Tong''s feet.
She can break through the earth and walk out of such a distance, but still maintain such a strong killing. This blow also consumed Tang Xiaomei''s considerable strength. At this time, her face is also very ugly. Her right leg and left hand are badly hurt. There is no key injury on the left neck, but the wound is not shallow. Her left shoulder has been soaked with blood.
But she didn''t stop. Her left hand threw Wang Tong''s sword aside, and her right hand lifted it and moved forward.
Step by step, blood marks.
After only a few steps, she came to Wang Tong. Wang Xiang had a continuous wound from his foot to the top, and the blood dripped. His hands were at a loss. He didn''t know where to cover them. Tang Xiaomei''s sword had pointed to his chest.
"I lost, lost!!" Wang Tong shouted hurriedly, his eyes full of fear.
"I''ll go!" This side is worried about the note first.
Wang Tong''s injury is not light, but it is only limited to flesh injury; Tang Xiaomei also suffered a heavy blow, especially in order to make this blow, she consumed a lot.
On that blow, there was no clear victory or defeat. Both of them had spare power to fight again. In contrast, Wang Tong''s victory may be greater
But Wang Tong chose to admit defeat.
He was frightened.
Tang Xiaomei''s tenacity instantly disintegrated his confidence. He never knew that among his classmates, only the younger martial sister who is more eye-catching in cleanliness has such a side.
So he quickly conceded defeat, just as when his mentor was exposed, he quickly drew a clear line between his superficial position and his mentor. He always did it very quickly.
When the test field retreated, a full ten five circle seven stars slowly floated down.
Tang Xiaomei put her sword against Wang Tong and stared at him without moving.
Kill him?
This is a small effort, but Tang Xiaomei didn''t think so. Even Bai Li, the first disciple of Kaiyang peak who killed her mentor, hated her, but she couldn''t come up with much killing intention.
She just wants to teach these people a lesson. Maybe this lesson won''t affect them, but it''s enough for Tang Xiaomei herself.
Her sword fell and held the ground. When the Seven Star order fell, she didn''t pick it up. She didn''t care about it at all.
"Go away." She said.
Wang Tong stepped back. He also saw that Tang Xiaomei was in poor condition, far weaker than he thought.
I shouldn''t admit defeat so soon!
Wang Tong looked at the seven stars that covered the ground and was very annoyed. His seven star order is gone now. With his ability, he should have made progress this year.
He was depressed, but Fang Yizhu seemed more dissatisfied than him.
"Waste, what a waste!"
"It''s as timid as a mouse."
"I''m really blind!"
Fang Yizhu was annoyed and cursed, with a look of resentment. The gambling products looked very bad.
"You gambler, do you want to die?" Wang Tong, who was already depressed and extraordinary, was also cursed by Fang Yizhu. It was unbearable. When he was just injured, he was still dying. At this time, he seemed to come to Fang Yizhu with great spirit.
"Are you useless? Do you regret losing now? " Fang Yizhu said.
This remark directly poked Wang Tong''s scar. Now he has finished the seven star test anyway, and he won''t worry about the rules of the test.
"Owe pumping!" He scolded and slapped him. Lu Ping and Fang Yi bet on the testing ground here. As Tang Xiaomei and Wang won the same game, the synchronization ended. The Seven Star order is also falling towards Lu Ping.
Pop! This slap passed, and Fang Yizhu fell to the ground.
Lu Ping, who was about to pick up the Seven Star order, was stunned. Tang Xiaomei was stunned over there. Even Wang Tong was surprised.
This guy with endless guns is so bad? I slapped casually, but I didn''t even have a decent Parry?
This... This is the fifth lap, isn''t it? How should it be a three soul penetrator?
Wang Tong wondered, but he was just a little stunned.
Fang Yizhu was so bad that it was easier for him to vent his anger. He raised his foot on the spot and kicked it towards the fallen square.
"Make your mouth cheap!" He continued to scold. As a result, Lu Ping had stopped in front of him.
"It''s none of your business!" He stared at Lu Ping.
As a result, Lu Ping didn''t speak, but raised his hand and slapped it.
Wang Tong is not Fang Yizhu. Of course, he won''t be unresponsive, but Lu Ping was really surprised when he said so decisively. But he has lost the Seven Star order, so he will indulge.
In such an accident, the reaction was slow. With an injury on his body, one leg was still carried in the air, ready to kick Fang Yizhu. Lu Ping slapped him, but he didn''t escape. He was pulled solid.
Pop!
Wang Tong also fell as like as two peas.
However, Fang Yizhu had already climbed up and was embarrassed when others saw him, but he seemed calm.
"Younger martial brother, how powerful! Kick him, kick him. " He cried, hiding behind Lu Ping.
A king who was accidentally slapped by Lu Ping was very angry at this time, turned over and jumped up, and was about to make a big move.
"Do you know who he is?" At this time, Tang Xiaomei, who was just watching quietly, suddenly spoke.
Wang Tongyi was stunned and looked back at Tang Xiaomei.
When Lu Ping and Fang Yizhu met each other, Wang Tong didn''t pay much attention to the two spectators, so he didn''t know their origin.
"His name is Lu Ping." Tang Xiaomei said.
Wang Tong was stunned again, turned back and looked at the road. At ordinary times, he couldn''t help but withdraw two steps backward.
"The newcomer from the fifth hospital... Lu Ping?" His eyes fell on Lu Ping''s hands, but he didn''t see the five-level top-grade divine soldiers blowing horns and battling in the seven killing Proclamation.
But Wang Tong will not doubt that Tang Xiaomei''s words are deceitful. He is just more aware of each other''s terrible - the divine soldiers are useless, and he slaps himself over with a slap. As for the unexpected conditions of that slap, he didn''t care. He was a man who paid attention to self-protection.
Do it? He had no idea at all. He was thinking about how to end.
As a result, at this time, someone inserted again.
The paper fan shook gently. It was Zhan Ren, the first disciple of Tianxuan peak.
The discipline group of tianxuanfeng is responsible for all the rules of Beidou college.
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