Chapter 335: The Wind Is Tight, It's!
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It was an ordinary jade square, but at this moment, it suddenly became a martial arts platform!
The change in this scene made the surrounding student monks stunned for a moment, and they didn't know what the situation was for a while. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
But Jiang Xiaochen had already snorted coldly and said, "Hmph Han Qing, you have fallen for the master of this young pavilion!"
While speaking, Jiang Xiaochen had already made a move like lightning, and first slapped Han Qing with a palm.
And Han Qing flew up very exaggeratedly, spurting blood from the sky, and the picture was extremely tragic.
"Ah, I'm unwilling, I still have to fight!"
"Senior brothers and sisters, I, Han Qing, am sorry that you have caused you to fall for the traitor's scheme, hate!"
Han Qing fell to the ground and fainted to death in the cry of grief.
The audience was silent, shocked by Han Qing's tragic scene.
They suddenly felt that their former youthful enthusiasm could only be regarded as impulsive.
There is no comparison with the young man Han Qing in front of him!
That's the fearless and fearless hot-blooded fighting boy!
But Jiang Xiaochen was speechless, he just felt that Han Qing was too involved and exaggerated, right?
However, Jiang Xiaochen had no scruples at this time, and he didn't need these student monks to speak about challenges at all, and he had already taken the initiative to kill.
Because, as long as you enter the martial arts stage, you will automatically default to the challenge!
He didn't have to listen to their challenges over and over again.
At this moment, he was about to be driven crazy.
Now, he can finally let go of the battle and sweep through the cracks!
"Fight!"
Jiang Xiaochen's figure moved, palm shadows, fist prints, and finger lights were staggered, bombarding and killing the crowd of students and monks.
The student monk was shocked and reacted.
However, perhaps because of Han Qing's influence, no one had the slightest intention of retreating.
Instead, their eyes were red, their fighting spirit was endless, and they slaughtered Xiang Jiang Xiaochen.
But after all, the gap in strength was too big, and Jiang Xiaochen ruthlessly shot and knocked down the student monks one by one.
Phantom Palm!
Heaven and earth are silent!
The rain falls on the sky!
With a glimpse of mountains and rivers, with palm techniques, fist marks, and finger skills, Jiang Xiaochen is extremely strong.
The phantom spirit is like a palm, the shadow falls heavily, and people are constantly being slapped away, vomiting blood and fainting
The fist seal turned into a mountain, and the heaven and earth were destroyed, but all those who were hit by the fist were shocked to the spiritual power and were no longer able to fight
Pointing to the light like rain, spreading the sky, where it passes, blood splashes, hands and feet are pierced, temporarily wasted!
Hundreds of student monks ranged from the Foundation Building Middle Realm to the Consummation Realm cultivators, and among them there were even pseudo-heaven-level Dao Platform Foundation Consummation Realm cultivators.
But Jiang Xiaochen could easily abolish even the monks of the Heaven-level Dao Platform Foundation Perfection Realm, how could these people be his opponents?
For a person like him, who is a dual cultivator of the spirit body, there is no shortcoming in his combat power, and he can't win by relying on a large number of people at all.
In the end, when there were only a few dozen people left, there were student monks lying all over the ground on the stage.
Their blood finally drained, and they were scared and wanted to retreat, but the time had not yet come.
Because when you enter the martial arts stage, you have a delay of 300 breaths before you can leave!
And Jiang Xiaochen swept away a large number of student monks in just over two hundred breaths.
Although their cultivation and life are worry-free.
But the end was miserable, there was no ten days of rest and recuperation, and he wanted to fully recover.
At this time, Ling Chen, the Young Pavilion Master of the Medicine Master Department, was definitely an incomparably terrifying demon in their eyes.
They want to stay away, they don't dare to challenge anymore, and they regret it in their hearts!
But it was too late, Jiang Xiaochen rushed out step by step, and made a decisive and ruthless move!
Airplanes!
When the time of three hundred breaths arrived, the stage disappeared and became an ordinary square.
And Jiang Xiaochen also happened to knock down the last student monk.
At this time, Han Qing opened his eyes and saw that he was surrounded by student monks who had fallen to the ground with serious injuries, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The combat power of the Young Pavilion Lord of Ling Chen is too perverted!
Perhaps, only Boss Jiang Xiaochen can have a fight with him in the same level!
Han Qing thought in shock.
He jumped up unharmed and alive, and then flicked his sleeves casually, and the secret weapon of the illusion turned into a secret light and sank into his sleeve.
Han Qing's dress is also extraordinary, it is a treasure, and there is space hidden in the sleeve, which can be used as an empty bag.
Since this product joined the refining department, it has become very good.
"Ha, the combat power of the young pavilion master is really strong, not one has fallen, and the time is just three hundred breaths!"
Han Qing grinned and said with a big smile, very excited.
The illusion secret weapon in his hand, the transformation time is related to his personal strength, and the illusion of the martial arts platform, three hundred breaths is his limit.
And Jiang Xiaochen is very terrifying, three hundred breaths to put down hundreds of student monks, this efficiency is too amazing, it sounds unbelievable and terrifying!
Jiang Xiaochen smiled: "Don't talk nonsense, work first, and then carry out the next wave!"
Hearing Jiang Xiaochen's words, Han Qing nodded tacitly, grinned, and slapped it casually, and a student monk who had not fainted beside him and was in a state of confusion fainted directly.
Until the moment he fainted, he was still wondering what was going on?
Didn't that young man Han Qing fall tragically?
Even if he shouted bloody words before fainting, he spread an indestructible fighting spirit!
But now why did he jump again, like a dragon and a tiger, and nothing happened.
And why did he stun me, aren't we on one side?
Naturally, the student monk who fainted didn't have time to figure it out, but how could the student monk who hadn't fainted around him not understand.
"Han Qing, you judge, sinister and cunning, despicable and shameless, cheating goods, I"
However, before the student monk who had his feet pierced could finish speaking, Han Qing was already grinning, and a chill was abrupt.
Then, he slapped a palm on the back of the other party's head, and the other party fainted directly.
"Noise, you dare to ruin Ben Han Shao's reputation, hum!"
Han Qing's face was very thick, and he spoke proudly.
"Han Qing, I remember you, I won't let you go, ah"
Some of the student monks cursed, but before they could finish their sentences, they screamed and fainted.
Jiang Xiaochen naturally shot like the wind, and put down the student monks who did not faint to death one by one.
With a hand, they confiscated the empty bags on the student monks one by one!
This is also Han Qing's favorite thing to do!
In the end, Han Qing set up another formation, turning an empty and remote place into a lake.
At this time, from a distance, it was a large lake, but in fact, it was a group of fainting student monks lying inside.
After doing all this, Han Qing rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Young Pavilion Master, do you want to take a break, and then"
"Take a break and move on to the next wave!"
Jiang Xiaochen also became excited.
So, the two of them acted again.
"Brothers and sisters, I, Han Qing, am willing to be the first to challenge, but I have fallen, I hope you will not retreat, all of you will gather in the square, one by one, you will definitely be able to defeat and replace this Lingchen Young Pavilion Master who does not take us in his eyes, let him see the hot-blooded invincible young man of our Heavenly Sword Academy!"
"Ah, I'm unwilling, I still have to fight!"
"Senior brothers and sisters, I, Han Qing, am sorry that you have caused you to fall for the traitor's scheme, hate!"
As a result, Han Qing's familiar voice sounded again in the remote square.
In the end, the result was naturally that there was another group of fainting student monks in the Xiaohu Phantom Array, and all the empty bags were deprived.
After this cycle of five times, Jiang Xiaochen finally felt the challenge of fewer student monks.
Walking through the academy, you finally don't have to be endlessly challenged!
It's just that what makes Jiang Xiaochen puzzled is that those who have a grudge against him didn't send anyone to challenge him.
For example, the Lei family, the Chang family, the Duan family, the Zhang family, the official family, etc., it stands to reason that they will not let go of such an opportunity.
However, Jiang Xiaochen didn't think much about it, he was about to continue to pit the next wave of student monks!
Han Qing's anxious voice suddenly came from the sound transmission jade: "The phantom array has been discovered, the wind is tight, it's!"