The blade of Liu Yan's hand was about to chase Liang Dong, and suddenly, she felt a cold killing machine hit her throat, and she didn't want to think about it, so she immediately slashed back the knife with all her strength in front of her.

With a muffled sound of "dang", Liang Dong's sword with the wind was swung away by a sword, but Liu Yan did not continue to attack Liang Dong immediately, but stopped and gently touched his neck.

Although she couldn't see it, she could feel that there was a shallow red line in the center of her neck. It was caused by the sword qi that Liang Dong's sword exuded just now, and if he was one step late, Liu Yan believed that his throat would definitely be directly pierced by that sword.

Liang Dong didn't care about the consequences of his sword, because he knew that no matter what the consequences were, he had to get out and leave immediately, and the current situation was too unfavorable for him.

In fact, the best choice for Liang Dong is the direction of the main entrance of the school, because out of the main gate, it is a whole wide avenue, because there are often a large number of students in and out, so there are several sets of monitoring equipment at the school gate.

Once something happens, the movement here will immediately be transmitted to the local law enforcement department, even if it is a rainy night like tonight, once there is a fight between fusion level combat forces in a place like the academy, the movement will be directly transmitted to the law enforcement headquarters.

But at this moment, Liang Dong didn't dare to have the slightest intention of moving over there, because at the gate of the entire academy, in Liang Dong's hearing world, there was a considerable lack of movement.

The unusually quiet sound makes it seem empty, and on such a rainy night, it definitely makes people feel creepy.

After a few breaths, Liang Dong had already fled hundreds of meters in the direction of the north, but Yang Kui behind did not make the slightest movement, Liang Dong did not dare to take it lightly, and quickly jumped towards the north wall.

Behind the north wall was an alley, and on the other side of the alley, Liang Dong could faintly hear some noise, although he couldn't tell what was there because of the urgency, but it was definitely a chance to escape.

Just as Liang Dong was about to jump onto the wall, a slender figure suddenly appeared in front of Liang Dong's eyes, with a sneer on his face, and the willow leaf long knife in his hand had already cut through the air rapidly, slashing straight at Liang Dong's chest.

Liang Dong, who was in mid-air, stopped the flapping of the wings behind his back in an instant, and even began to manipulate it to fan in the opposite direction, but it was too late, and he couldn't dodge this knife at all.

In an instant, Liang Dong understood the situation in front of him, and the sword in his hand gently drew a beautiful arc in front of him, and the next moment, only a muffled sound of "dang" was heard, and Liang Dong's whole person flew out upside down in an instant, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Poof", Liang Dong couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, the knife just now, although Liang Dong dissolved Sancheng with a move that was as good as water, and his own true qi in his body offset Sancheng, but the remaining forty percent of his strength was still like a mighty and unstoppable torrent, rushing straight into Liang Dong's meridians, and even into his five organs, almost hitting him hard.

Liu Yan frowned, Liang Dong's sword just now, some of it was like the good of Longmen swordsmanship, some of it was like the sword life Taiji in the Liangyi swordsmanship, and there was also some taste of the Taiji swordsmanship of Wudang Daozong, Liu Yan was sure that the sword only exerted forty percent of his strength, and the mouthful of blood that Liang Dong had just spit out had already spit out the blood in his body.

No longer hesitated, Liu Yan stepped a little, and the whole person immediately rushed towards Liang Dong, who was about to get up, and the sword light was like a cold star, like a canopy of heaven, and shrouded Liang Dong.

The sword light was like rain, and the speed was extremely fast, and just when the sword light was about to cover Liang Dong's body, he saw the frost white goose wings behind him lightly fanned, and the whole person kicked to the ground at the same time, and at the same time, countless dust flew at the same time, and Liang Dong's whole person also fell out of the ground.

Liu Yan's long sword swung away, scattering the dust in front of him, the long sword stabbed straight ahead, and the cold star followed Liang Dong, pointing straight at his heart.

This time, Liang Dong didn't dare to have the slightest luck, and the frosty white goose wings behind him flashed softly again, and a light body technique was once again added to Liang Dong's body.

Liu Yan slashed down, and Liang moved lightly with the wind sword in his hand, but he was powerless, and immediately withdrew with a sword click. Liu Yan immediately found that Liang Dong's speed was three points faster than just now, but it was these three points of strength that made Liang Dong unable to escape Liu Yan's knife momentum, but he was still able to play it with ease.

Liu Yan frowned, it has been a while since the two of them started fighting, and the longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable the situation will be for them, which Liu Yan knows very well in his heart, so in order to avoid a long night and many dreams, Liu Yan once again urged three points of true power, and revealed all his last hole cards.

Liu Yan's sword momentum urged again, Liang Dong felt this for the first time, the pressure on his body suddenly increased sharply, and after only two or three breaths, Liu Yan had already left several deep scars on Liang Dong's body, forcing him to bite the last healing pill in his mouth directly.

sighed slightly in his heart, and a clear white light flashed above the frost white goose wings behind Liang Dong, and inexplicably, the air around him instantly became cold and silent.

Liu Yan didn't feel anything at first, but as the sword momentum was cast, she soon felt a chill surging from all sides, and the sword momentum in Liang's hand suddenly began to change.

I don't know when, a stream of cold frost surged onto Liang Dong's sword body. On this rainy night, the weather was already colder than usual, and the chill on Liang Dong's sword body centered on himself and spread out in all directions.

Liang Dong's sword momentum suddenly turned, and the tip of the sword suddenly slanted upwards thirty degrees, cutting a low arc in the air.

However, in Liu Yan's eyes, Liang Dong's action made the whole world turn aside in an instant, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became cold. Her whole person instantly felt a cold wind blowing on her body, the cold invaded, and the sword in her hand involuntarily slowed down, and it was this slight change that allowed Liang Dong to dodge Liu Yan's fatal knife in time.

The long sword in Liang's hand waved lightly in the surrounding void, not making any exchanges with Liu Yan at all, but the cold wind and drizzle around him were constantly surging towards Liu Yan, and before she knew it, the bursts of coldness had already made her reaction always a little bit of deviation at the most critical time.

"Liu Yan!" A cold drink seemed to come into Liu Yan's ears from a distant sky, and Liu Yan's somewhat cold consciousness instantly began to surge. She shook her head vigorously, no longer chasing Liang Dong, and turned around instantly with the willow leaf long knife in her hand.

Taking a deep breath, the true qi in her body was running rapidly, and the cold qi in Liu Ye's body was expelled from her body one by one, and in the blink of an eye, her eyes had completely recovered their clarity.

With a soft sound of "ding", Liu Yan gently tapped the lancet in his hand, looking at Liang Dong, who was standing there dozens of meters away to breathe and recover his true qi, a cold smile flashed in his eyes: "It's really good, your trick of the bleak wind and cold rain has begun to create an atmosphere of artistic conception, yes, it's really good, even I am a little immersed in it and don't know it." ”

The real artistic conception is that the monk induces changes in the surrounding environment through his own sword intent, and then affects the other party's spiritual mind through the surrounding environment.

Liang Dong, then the artistic conception that these people have displayed on the ring of the Hundred Courtyards is at least, but it has only completed the most basic changes, and it is still far from the real artistic conception move.

Liang Dong was able to use this sword but it was beyond Liu Yan's expectations, none of the materials they had collected before had this point, with this sword alone, Liang Dong was enough to be able to gain a foothold among the fusion cultivators.

Liang Dong still didn't say a word, now his situation is very bad, both sides have been blocked, and there are two people in the dark who are constantly peeping, if it weren't for the last hole card in his heart, I'm afraid his heart would have been completely desperate.

"Okay, don't ink, we don't have enough time, Yang Kui, you can go up too!" A very cold voice came from not far away, and an indifferent middle-aged man in a black Tang suit walked over from the direction of the school gate, and at the same time, a blue and white voice quietly appeared on the roof of the teaching building, and the four fusion cultivators all appeared at this moment.

(End of chapter)