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Chapter 862

"Zhou Xing should be OK, right?"

At this time, Si Jianlan frowned slightly and asked Lin Qingyue beside her in a low voice.

"No problem, you don't know what he did when he was in the Dream Forest before."

Lin Qingyue smiled slightly, but she felt a little absolutely confident.

"That's right. I heard from him that I did a lot of things in the dream forest. However, I didn't see it with my own eyes..."

Si Jianlan nodded slightly, and Zhou Xing also told her something about Zhou Xing in the Dream Forest.

"Hmph, Situ Ling, you take action and let this kid see the power of our academy."

"This time, it's not just your battle with him, but also a battle between our Academy and the Holy Land of Heilongshan."

Wang Su spoke at this time.

Since they knew Zhou Xing's identity, most of the people present obviously regarded Zhou Xing's identity as a disciple of the Holy Land of Heilongshan.

Not just the one around Si Jianlan.

"Yes, Seventh Prince, see how I kill this kid."

"The first move of the Phantom Knife, come Wuying!"

As Situ Ling spoke, he pulled out the long sword in his hand, the long black sword, and swung it out quickly, and Situ Ling's entire person almost turned into a phantom and disappeared directly.

"What a fast speed!"

"Yes, this is the speed of Situ Ling of the Phantom Sword, which is simply unbelievable."

Seeing Situ Ling's speed, everyone exclaimed. Situ Ling's speed was faster than that of a half-step king.

It is even comparable to the speed of some masters of the first level of the Purple Mansion.

"This is too fast, and now I can't keep up."

One of the masters at the first level of the Purple Palace and the elders in the academy frowned slightly and couldn't help but say.

Situ Ling's speed was indeed completely surpassed him.

Zhou Xing did not move, but just smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"A little trick to carving insects."

Zhou Xing raised the axe in his hand and prepared to take action.

"kill!"

At this moment, the phantom appeared behind Zhou Xing, and the sword light slashed towards the back of Zhou Xing's head.

"Okay, we don't need to take action now."

Zhu Xing and Mu Hande looked at each other and laughed. They knew Situ Ling's strength very well. Even if they were the two of them, it would be very difficult to defeat Situ Ling.

Now that Situ Ling has made every effort, Zhou Xing has absolutely no chance to survive.

However, at this time, Zhou Xing just raised his hand and slashed the axe in his hand towards the back.

In an instant, the surrounding space seemed to solidify.

The people around the ring felt a terrifying idea that made people want to surrender.

"thump!"

Some of them are weak and even kneel directly on the ground.

"What's going on?"

After a moment of brushing, Wang Su's expression changed. Zhou Xing's axe, as soon as he took action, was so shocked that it caught people off guard.

"you!"

Originally, Situ Ling of the Phantom Sword was still very sure. With his own speed and the power of the sword, Zhou Xing had absolutely no chance to react.

However, as soon as Zhou Xing raised his hand to react, his heart skipped a beat and felt an indescribable fear.

The speed of the knife in his hand suddenly slowed down, as if he had encountered an extremely huge obstacle in front of him, which made him not know how to do it for a moment.

This is not a suppression of strength, but an indescribable, spiritual, or even a suppression involving space.

"Bang!"

Before he could react, Zhou Xing cut the axe directly on his knife, and a huge force knocked him away directly.

"ah!"

"One move?"

"I actually lost in one move?"

Everyone around was shocked, and even Wang Su widened her eyes and looked in front of her in disbelief.

Situ Ling, who he trusted the most, was defeated in one move in front of Zhou Xing?

Zhou Xing is just at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, why is his strength so terrifying?

"This kid's strength is indeed terrifying."

Some kings who were watching the battle in the air couldn't help but look at each other, and their eyes were filled with unconcealed surprise.

"You really made us look at each other with admiration."

Before Zhu Xing and Mu Hande could take action, they saw this scene and suddenly they felt a little more afraid in their hearts.

"It's time for you two to take action, let's go together. I want to see what kind of strength you two are."

Zhou Xing smiled faintly, but the move just now consumed a lot for Zhou Xing. He did not use all his strength, but he still consumed about one-tenth of his strength.

Zhou Xing couldn't help but breathe a little after consuming so much power in an instant.

"Let's take action together."

The two looked at each other and knew that there was no other choice except to join forces.

"We have to kill him."

"Well, this guy...is our mortal enemy."

The two of them looked at Zhou Xing with a hint of hatred.

Then, both of them took action quickly, one with a sword light and one with a gun light rushed towards Zhou Xing.

The speed of the two was a little slower than that of the Phantom Sword Situ Ling, but the pressure they gave was not inferior to that of Situ Ling.

"Um?"

"The two of them are more ruthless than the guy just now. They obviously want to kill me completely."

Zhou Xing frowned and was a little alert.

"But I'm not afraid."

Zhou Xing moved his body and was also extremely fast, and rushed directly towards Mu Hande, who was holding a spear.

"kill!"

Zhou Xing's axe and pressure instantly enveloped Mu Hande. Suddenly, Mu Hande's face changed drastically, and he also felt Zhou Xing's unparalleled terrifying power.

Suddenly, sweat beads on his head appeared, and an extremely nervous feeling enveloped his whole body.

"What kind of power is this, why am I..."

Mu Hande's spear could not be stabbed out at once, while Zhou Xing's axe hit the spear and knocked it out instantly.

"Boy, you're dead!"

At this time, Zhu Xing seized the opportunity and stabbed Zhou Xing's body with a sword.

"good!"

Seeing Zhou Xing assassinated, Wang Su immediately cheered up. Since Zhou Xing was assassinated, Zhou Xing would be severely injured even if he did not die.

Zhu Xing was also quite proud.

"Boy, aren't you very strong? But in the face of absolute strength, you are still not enough."

Zhu Xing couldn't help laughing.

"Yeah?"

At this time, Zhou Xing was careless and broke free from the sword in Zhu Xing's hand. The wounded area was recovering quickly at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

"Your damage is of no use to me. My body recovery ability is something you can't imagine." (To be continued)
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