The person who was talking was originally from the Huanyang Sect. The brother of a mother was killed by Feng Binbei's powerful sword light when he was hitting the Tongling Valley in the Yellow Sand World.

Because of his shallow cultivation, he fell behind the senior brothers, and then he escaped by chance.

After seeing the power of Feng Binbei's sky-covering sword light, he had already dissipated his thoughts of revenge in his heart, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel alive again when he saw this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Tianzong and Tianxing were both shocked. This seemingly plain words made Yuan Zimo, who was ready to stop, have another murderous intent.

Yuan Zimo's expression suddenly moved when he heard this, and then the seal in his hand poured into the majestic spiritual energy again.

At first, he was trapped by the reputation of Tianzong using the Medicine King Valley, and after hearing the reminder of the disciple of the sect, he immediately understood.

Tianxuan Sect is indeed not enough to see Medicine King Valley, but Yuan Zimo has no concern in his heart about those academic institutions that are like being trapped by the sect.

"Diet!!"

The moment when Yuan Zimo's sword technique turned smoothly, the majestic spiritual energy in his body instantly dissipated invisible.

The only sword energy falling in the air was now condensed as if it were the substance. The sword energy was surrounded by wind and thunder, and the entire Xu clan was pressed to lie on the ground.

A sword in the sky fell like a star, and the sword light hanging across the sky and the earth also shook to varying degrees.

Lu Junfeng understood that this sword energy alone was not enough to make Feng Binbei helpless, but Feng Binbei could not do his best at this moment.

Because Feng Binbei must always be careful not to let his sword light damage his sword intent, so Feng Binbei is fighting with Lu Junfeng and Yuan Zimo at the same time, and he dare not use it with all his strength.

"Removing the knife!"

Lu Junfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and said softly to Feng Binbei behind him.

Feng Binbei was unmoved. He was a stubborn person, otherwise he would not have made all the four university officials tremble as a servant disciple.

When Tang Ming and the others did not appear, Feng Binbei had only his own sword and martial arts in his life. Everything else was difficult to make this almost withered man have a slight interest.

But along the way, he was gradually accepting the kindness of Tang Ming and others. Once a stubborn person recognizes something, it is difficult for external objects to change.

In Feng Binbei's opinion, it is not a life-and-death situation. Even so, he would not listen to Lu Junfeng's words and withdraw his sword at this time for his own safety.

"Haha, it turns out that the love is deep and the friendship is strong. Yuan admires you a little!"

Looking at the two people struggling under their sword energy, Yuan Zimo's face was filled with crazy expressions.

The leader of the sect originally thought that he could do whatever he wanted in the innately prohibited Yunmiao Immortal Island, but he did not want to be humiliated by the garbage from several third-rate academic institutions again and again.

From entering the snowfield to enduring humiliation to today, no one can imagine how much resentment has accumulated in Yuan Zimo's heart.

"Haha, I really can't bear to leave!"

Just as the sound of wind and thunder in the sky gradually approached with the sword energy, a strange smile appeared on Lu Junfeng's face under the Fengbin North Sword Light.

After he said such an inexplicable sentence, Feng Binbei's face suddenly changed, and he felt a strong thought of death from Lu Junfeng.

The purple wood sword box slowly floated out of Lu Junfeng's hand and floated in the air.

Lu Junfeng gently brushed his hands across the sword box, his eyes full of reluctance, but soon, this reluctance was replaced by the determination bursting out from his eyes.

The twelve sword intents, including the one above Feng Binbei's head, turned around in the sword box instantly. Lu Junfeng flipped his hands and the sword box suddenly merged again.

Feng Binbei and Tianzong behind him both breathed a sigh of relief. In their opinion, this guy still obeyed their advice.

However, Hua Xu, who was standing behind him, frowned slightly at this time. He clearly felt a magnificent and chaotic aura emanating from Lu Junfeng's body.

Logically speaking, although he is gradually understanding some of the skills on jade slips, he has not yet reached the point where he can watch the energy.

But at this moment, Hua Xu could clearly see that the patterns on the purple wood sword box were gradually tearing apart, and the energy on Lu Junfeng's body was also integrated into it like a long whale absorbing water.

burn one's boats!

Among the people present, Hua Xu probably only understood what Lu Junfeng wanted to do at this moment.

Feng Binbei pulled the knife, and on the blood-drinking knife that was gone after the estimate, a blood-stricken sword shot up into the sky and pointed directly at Yuan Zimo's falling sword.

"There is a dispute between me and him, and others can't help me!"

Lu Junfeng brushed the sword box with one hand, and the originally merged sword box suddenly burst out. The endless sword energy roared towards Yuan Zimo like a wild beast that broke through the cage.

Even the blood-drinking sword light was shaking by the fierce sword intent at this moment.

The purple wood chips in the sky floated across Feng Binbei's eyes, floating in front of Tianzong and Tianxuan, and an indescribable sadness spread silently in the personal heart.

"Hmph, it's just a fight between trapped beasts. Today, everyone except the high disciples in the Medicine King Valley will have to die!!"

Yuan Zimo snorted coldly, feeling the majestic sword intent that was hit. He finally understood why the same sword energy was a world of difference in Lu Junfeng and his hands.

That guy's talent really made Yuan Zimo feel frightened. Sword intent, which is something that only the ancestors of Tianxuan Sect would dabble in.

Fortunately, Lu Junfeng's sword intent had just reached the threshold, and coupled with his previous squandering outside the Tongling Valley, Lu Junfeng, even if he fought with his back, was just a desperate struggle at the end of his strength.

The twelve sword energy full of sword intent constantly change positions in the air, and the speed is not very fast, but every time the position is changed, the sword intent will slowly rise to a step like climbing a tower.

"Twelve Jade Emperor Tower?"

Tian Xing looked at the sword intent that was gradually reaching the top in the air, and couldn't help but feel more surprised that Lu Junfeng could use such a sword technique.

Among the academic institutions, they are just puppets used by the sect to control the secular world. Although everyone in the sect knows that the academic institutions have long been unwilling to be inferior to the sect, due to various factors, the academic institutions have never been able to compete with each other.

But now it seems that the school has been hiding its strength for so many years, which has already made the sect feel a little paralyzed.

The Twelve Jade Emperor Tower is not a sword technique or any other martial arts, but a process of condensing spiritual essence.

Such a martial arts, let alone a first-class sect like Tianxuan Sect, even in the Medicine King Valley, he has only seen similar records in some classics.

And Lu Junfeng was born in the school, where did he get such a despicable magic trick?

In fact, Tian Xing had already noticed it, because what could surprise him was not only the Twelve Jade Emperor Towers that Lu Junfeng had used at this moment, but also the Nanming Lihuo of Han Daxiong, and the rusty long sword in Feng Binbei's hand.

None of these three things can be owned by an ordinary sect, and even the Tianxuan Sect does not have such a big deal.

But all these things appeared in the hands of several disciples in the academy, and all of this was actually clear enough.

Fortunately, the Medicine King Valley is not in conflict with the world. Even if their strength is positioned by the entire cultivator world within the scope of the second-rate sect, they are too lazy to deal with anything.

Whether it is a sect or a school, there is no difference in their eyes. This is why from the beginning, all sects despise Tang Ming and his group, but they don’t care.

As he spoke, twelve sword energy with abundant sword intent had flowed to Yuan Zimo's sword energy.

A sword mixed with overwhelming power, but at this moment, it was forced by these twelve sword intents to stop falling.

Everyone was even more attracted by the fact that after a moment, calculating the flow of sword intent, these twelve sword intents actually forced Yuan Zimo's sword intent to return to heaven.

"No...no?"

"How is this possible! Brother Yuan's killing god style was actually repelled back? What kind of evil path is this kid practicing?!"

The disciples of the sect who can enter this Xueyuan are basically the leaders of the major sects, so you can naturally see Yuan Zimo's unique skills at a glance.

Cold sweat gradually emerged from Yuan Zimo's forehead. These twelve sword energy were different from his own style of killing god, and it contained sword intent.

Although Lu Junfeng is at the end of his strength, there is an essential difference between the sword energy between them.

He already felt that he had overestimated these disciples in the academy enough, but now it seems that these guys' methods have exceeded his imagination.

Is this the current institution has gradually exceeded the cognitive scope of the sect?

When Yuan Zimo thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a sudden suddenness in his heart. If it was really as he thought, then a bloody storm would probably be set off in the world of cultivators soon.

"I don't believe that can your mere school children have the ability to make a comeback?"

Yuan Zimo felt fierce in his heart, and then he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and a scarlet blood sword suddenly fell into the sword technique.

After the sword energy that had been retreating gradually merged into this blood, the divine light suddenly became enormous, and the sound of wind and thunder exploded deafeningly from the air.

At this moment, Lu Junfeng had a faint bloody color oozing out of his seven orifices, and his essence was dissipating at an extremely fast speed.

He couldn't hold on for long. Although these twelve Jade Emperor Towers were domineering, his foundation was still shallow, and his cultivation level had not been fully restored, which was not favorable.

After the Killing God's move was integrated into the essence and blood, the twelve sword intents had already shown signs of defeat.

"Senior Brother Feng, please help him!"

Tianzong, who was standing beside him, nervously pulled Feng Binbei's neck of clothes and said.

But to his disappointment, Feng Binbei shook his head gently at him at this critical moment.

Feng Binbei and Lu Junfeng both understood the sword intent and sword intent, so Feng Binbei understood that even though he took action at this moment, he would seriously injure Yuan Zimo or even kill him.

However, it will completely crush Lu Junfeng's sword intent without any suspense. This is even more uncomfortable than death for a person like Lu Junfeng who is so proud of his bones.

Although Feng Binbei refused, Tianzong's words were silently touching Yuan Zimo's ears.

After hearing Tianzong say something about Feng Binbei taking action, Yuan Zimo's mind shook.
Chapter completed!