This catkins sword with the wind is Lin Lang's specialty swordsmanship, which is a very tight swordsmanship combining body and step, although it is a sword technique, it includes footwork and body method.

Liuyun Academy's techniques are characterized by lightness and agility, and the integration of body and weapons, so when fighting, offense and defense are integrated, and they can often launch counterattacks in incredible situations.

This Lin Lang, as an elite student of Liuyun, has mastered the essence of it, and this flash and thorn has been fully subtle, and it can be said that the fighting method of low-level students has been brought into full play.

At this moment, a sword stabbed back, and a little edge appeared on the tip of the sword, hitting Tang Zai's throat.

Tang Zheng slapped his left hand and slapped the tip of the sword crookedly, and the two staggered past in an instant, and Lin Lang and Tang Zheng had already shot at the same time.

Hearing only two bangs, a piece of frost appeared on Tang Zheng's body, it was Lin Lang's cold palm, his whole face turned blue from the cold, and Lin Lang's face was also flashing with blood, obviously this powerful blow also made his blood churn.

But the next moment, the two of them didn't even stop, so they turned around and shot again, eager not to give each other a chance to breathe.

The wind chopping knife on the catkins with the wind sword, only to see the brilliance flashing, "bumper bumper" for a moment of effort, the two swords do not know how many times they collided, the sound of gold and iron resonance is loud, endless.

Instantaneous.

The two figures separated again, although Lin Lang had an extra knife mark on his body that was deep and visible to the bone, Tang Zheng also had an extra sword wound on his face, chest, and arm, but the wound was much lighter than Lin Lang's.

However, after just one glance at each other, the two of them pounced three times at the same time, this time they were faster.

"Phaseless golden body, purple electric vertical body method!"

"Celestial armor, no cloud cover, wind step!"

"Celestial God Jia, you are indeed a member of the Celestial God Palace!"

"My Celestial Armor is from my father and has nothing to do with Celestial God Palace. But it's useless to talk about this now, whether I am or not, the Moon Washing Sect will not let me go!"

"That's right, if you knew today, why bother in the first place!"

"Kill you before that and avenge your father!"

"Do it first!"

In the sound of the dispute, the two figures rolled together at high speed, and the battle entered a fierce state at the first time, and they came and went with each other, although Tang Zheng was not at a loss, Lin Lang also practiced for many years, his aura was like a sea, and there were many spells and an endless stream. At this moment, various spells were launched one after another, and a huge cloud was actually rolled out on the flat ground.

The onlookers only felt that the tide was rising and the power was compelling, and they couldn't even see it clearly, let alone go in to participate in the war, and Wei Tianchong and the others were shocked in their hearts.

For Tang Zheng's strength to be stronger than their own, they naturally knew the Tao for a long time, but they never expected the difference to be so big.

That Lin Lang was originally a playboy who relied on his father's shadow in their eyes, and the amazing strength he showed had already shocked them, and Tang Zheng's ability to confront the six-year elite students made their jaws almost drop.

Where is the strength of a two-year student, and the genius of a four-year is nothing more than that, right?

Of course, they were shocked, but the onlookers couldn't believe their eyes.

It is not uncommon for low-aged students to deal with those students in the high-aged years who are messing around, but her aunt is one of the top ten students in Liuyun Academy in the same period, and it is really rare that such a situation will occur.

At this moment, the two of them come and go, the fight is extremely fierce, Tang Zheng knife sinks violently, every blow is with a huge amount of force, Lin Lang is many spells, the aura is like the sea, light and fleeting, he enters and retreats, from time to time there is blood and water soaring, and when the battle is in a hearty place, Tang Zheng's one-handed knife slammed suddenly: "Thousand cracks!"

It's another shot of the Divine Court.

Lin Lang knew that the power of this knife was extraordinary, and he didn't dare to take it hard, first used the willow sword to fight the cut, and then avoided it with the wind step, and then took the aftermath with a cloudless cover, and at the same time took out a finger with his backhand: "Meteor Finger!"

Tang Zheng also fought back with one finger: "Yuan Qi Needle!"

The two of them slammed away at the same time.

Lin Lang's Heavenly God Armor was certainly a gap with a grain of rice, and Tang Zheng's steel skin also had a small finger hole.

Once again, it's a lose-lose situation.

At this time, both of them were already scarred, but they stared at each other, and the anger was getting bigger and bigger.

Especially Lin Lang, his face became more and more difficult to look at.

For him, six years versus two years, not to mention a draw, even if a small gain the upper hand is a shame.

At this moment, he was even more angry in his heart, and he already shouted: "Sure enough, there are some skills, no wonder you can stir up such a big storm." But do you think that's enough?"

The left hand retracted, Lin Lang pinched the handprint, and recited a series of peculiar rhythms in his mouth.

Hearing this rhythm in Tang Zheng's ears, his face also changed slightly: "Spell?"

The spell is based on the mudra, and the method is formed through the practice of qi, but some overly complex spells are sometimes added with other auxiliary means to increase the speed of the spell, such as the sound condensation sword of the dream.

Spells are the most typical example of this, and some powerful spells often require spells to help them unleash.

Powerful cultivators often shout the name of a move or recite an inexplicable sentence when fighting, which may be a pretense, but more of an inevitable need when casting spells.

For Tang Zheng, who mainly focuses on hand-to-hand combat, this kind of spell that requires a combination of spells and mudras to be used, not to mention that he can't learn it now, even if it is unlikely to learn it in the future, but this does not mean that he will like to face such spells.

After all, once such a spell is used, the power is no longer the scene when the two fought before, and it is often a spell that is extremely powerful and truly reflects the power of immortal arts.

To a certain extent, such a "technique" is already on a par with the "law" that can borrow the aura of heaven and earth, and the difference is only in the amount of aura consumed.

Therefore, at this moment, when he saw Lin Lang reciting the mantra, Tang Zheng did not hesitate anymore, the purple lightning stepped forward, and the gut-breaking knife had already swung a flash of lightning and slashed at Lin Lang.

Lin Lang's whole body did not move, but a jade pendant on his chest suddenly released a large piece of brilliance, and this knife slashed at the light above his head, but it failed to fall.

"Body Protector Jade Pendant!" Tang Zai snorted and punched the light with his backhand. This punch used thrust, shaking Lin Lang to the air.

With the body protector jade pendant, Tang Zheng couldn't cut through Lin Lang's light shield for a while, but his spell could be completed at any time, so the top priority was to interrupt his magic process.

It's just that although Lin Langren flew up, his handprints were still changing, and the earthquake obviously didn't have any impact on him. Unless it is a spell that absorbs the power of the earth, its own posture is not important, the important thing is that its own qi is not interrupted.

"Huo!" accompanied by a violent roar, the long knife slashed again.

In the intense brilliance that burst out from several knives in a row, Lin Lang snorted in pain and retreated, but no matter how hard Tang Zheng attacked, he just didn't stop his spell casting.

He had been casting the spell for so long that the pressure of completing the spell had suddenly become terrifying.

The focus of the battle was instantly focused on Lin Lang's unfinished spell, and everyone's hearts suddenly rose to their throats.

In the midst of the changes in his handprints and the whispering of spells, Tang Zheng saw that Lin Lang's body had already shone with the silver brilliance unique to Chengfa, and the long sword in his hand had gathered a large area of thunder light.

"Heavenly Thunder Burning Light Sword!?" Tang Zheng groaned, he finally knew what kind of spell Lin Lang was condensing.

It turned out to be the Heavenly Thunder Burning Light Sword.

This is one of the most powerful spells that Lingtai students can use, and its power is many times stronger than ordinary spells, it can be said to be the most powerful single spell, and the effect is directly catching up with the spells used by the masters of the mortal realm, even with Tang Zheng's current physical fitness, he does not dare to resist hard.

He must not be allowed to complete this technique!

Be sure to stop him!

At that moment, Tang Zheng only had this thought in his mind, he roared, and a little golden light on his fingertips had already lit up, and he launched the Lightless Technique to cover up the golden light, which had already shot towards Lin Lang.

However, at this moment, Mo Xiang suddenly floated over and rushed in front of Lin Lang.

The golden needle flew out, piercing through the body of the ink incense.

Strike!

A blood flower had exploded in Mo Xiang's chest.

This abrupt change immediately shocked everyone.

Even Tang Zheng was stunned.

He never expected that Mo Xiang would suddenly attack at this time and destroy his counterattack.

The last opportunity was missed, and at the same time, the light on Lin Lang's body skyrocketed, and a large area of electric light lingered on the long sword in his hand, soaring into the sky, this terrifying swordsmanship, but he had already completed it.

"Roar!" he shouted, the long sword in his hand lingered with thousands of electric light, roaring out a thunderous roar, enveloping the entire Xu Mansion in a terrifying heavenly might.

"Not good!" Wei Tianchong didn't change his color in a panic, and the next blow from Lin Lang was bound to be shocking.

However, it was too late to run at this time, and in anger, Lin Lang raised his long sword and aimed it at Tang Zheng, and roared: "You have to die!"

The sword light slashed down.

At this moment, Tang Zheng's eyes froze.

Instead of dodging, he accelerated forward.

At the moment when the sword light touched his body, he grabbed Mo Xiang violently and sent him in front of him, facing Lin Lang's thunder sword!

If this sword wants to fall, the first thing to bear the brunt of it must be the ink fragrance.

Tang Zheng stared at him deadly.

Lin Lang!

Do you chop or not?

The thunderous sword paused in the air.

Lin Lang looked at the girl in Tang Zheng's hand, and his heart trembled suddenly.

My mind involuntarily flooded with the scenes in Liuyun Academy, strolling in front of the flowers with her master and servant, gossiping about the moon.

At that time, she was just an ignorant little girl, but she was a little stubborn, and she always wanted to protect her master, lest she be seduced by someone's bad young master. In order to deal with her, Lin Lang also suffered a lot, and he was once bored with this girl.

However, as the time in the academy grew, the ignorant girl gradually grew up and became sensible, and she was no longer always between him and Xu Mujun.

But occasionally, Lin Lang could feel the admiring gaze in the little girl's eyes.

He understands that Mo Xiang also likes himself.

It's a pity that his heart is on Xu Mujun, and he can only turn a blind eye to the affection from Moxiang.

I remember that more than half a year ago, once I discussed the future of Moxiang with Xu Mujun, he proposed to Xu Mujun to find a good partner for Moxiang.

It's a pity that at that time, Mo Xiang cried and shouted that she would never leave Miss, and finally ran away in anger.

At that time, he knew that he had broken her heart.

When the Lin family incident happened and the son was defeated, it was Mo Xiang who stood up earlier than Xu Mujun and said that he would not give up.

If it wasn't for that, maybe ...... Maybe I've fled overseas now, right?

"Mo Xiang ......," Lin Lang muttered.

"Uncle......" Mo Xiang also muttered softly, looking at Lin Lang stupidly.

The Tang Tribulation holding the ink incense was still coming, and the place close at hand seemed to be far away from the end of the world, and at that moment Lin Lang himself was also confused.

This sword, does he cut it or not?

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts passed.

Tang Zheng had rushed to his side.

Lin Lang let out a long sigh.

The next moment, the thunder light on the sword dissipated.

This earth-shattering sword, he failed to cut it after all.

Mo Xiang's figure disappeared, and Tang Zheng's ruthless face appeared in its place.

A palm slammed into Lin Lang's chest.

Strike!

Lin Lang flew up in response and fell to the ground spitting blood.

"Uncle!" shouted everyone at the same time.

This palm contained almost all of Tang Zheng's strength, hitting Lin Lang's body, breaking several of his ribs, and he couldn't get up for a while.

"No!" Mo Xiang screamed, and had already rushed over to help Lin Lang up, Tang Zheng let her do it again, and she didn't stop it again, just took back the golden needle and looked at Lin Lang coldly.