Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 1293: Enchanting Against Tianjiao

The surging and fast momentum continued to rage.

The sword energy and streamer light mixed with it are extremely sharp.

Mo You blocked with his sword, with one enemy five, he did not lose the wind at all, but he was more than capable.

Holding the sword in one hand, he didn't move.

On the other hand, Gu Feifan, Linghu Wang, and the others had obviously exhausted their strength and their momentum continued to explode.

If things go on like this, Gu Feifan and the five of them can't think of anything.

However, the group of disciples behind Mo You, under the raging momentum around them, were screaming at the moment.

Suddenly, scoff...

A soft sound.

The soft sound came from a sudden tear on the sleeve of a disciple.

"What a sharp breath." The student's expression changed.

The chief of the five university palaces, and Mo You's sword intent, the raging momentum around him had already reached an astonishing level.

Mo You was fine, and Qing Lin, Tong Ye and a few others with stronger cultivation could easily resist.

However, many of the weaker disciples began to shake their bodies and gradually became unsupported by the surrounding aura.

Mo You frowned slightly.

He can block Gu Feihan and others.

But now the raging momentum spreads around, this kind of wide-ranging sharp aura like an indiscriminate attack is rampant, how can he block it all by himself?

After a while, Mo You glanced at Qing Lin behind him.

"Could you resist the ordinary disciples of each courtyard?" Mo You asked softly.

Qing Lin smiled, "I still need to ask? Senior Brother Mo You looks at me too little."

Mo You heard the words, smiled, and nodded.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

As soon as the words fell, Mo You was only holding the sword at will, but it moved for the first time.

Under the indifferent star eyes, a sharp color erupted.

Mo You glanced at the five chiefs indifferently, and the sword in his hand shook.

"The land here is too narrow for you to fight."

clang... clang...

The five chiefs were instantly shaken back by dozens of steps.

The next second, Mo You's footsteps moved, the sword in his hand, the sword shadow was heavy, and the five people were blocked in an instant.

"Come up to me." Mo You snorted softly.

With a single sword, the momentum of the five people was instantly drawn.

Whoosh... Mo You jumped up and jumped into the air.

Pulled by the sword intent, the five of them also came to the air together.

Obviously, Mo You moved the battle of the six of them into the air, so as not to affect the disciples of Heiyun Xuejiao.

At this time, only Heiyun Xuejiao disciples remained.

As well as the surrounding teams of various hospitals.

Mo You left.

One after another, unkind expressions were immediately cast on Qing Lin and others.

"Mo You is gone, I see what you are arrogant about." Shi Jingtao sneered.

Disciples of each school,

Immediately, he was ready to move.

Sikongyu took a step forward and said loudly, "Tianzang Jiu Xuanguo, Qianfeng Huangguo, Huohuangzhi... so many rare treasures of heaven and earth."

"Not only the points of this competition, but also all of them after that."

"I think the disciples of the Black Cloud School, except for Qing Lin, have also gained a lot."

Sikongyu only said a few words.

But the surrounding disciples, who were just about to move, suddenly became fanatical.

"Go." From each team, a loud shout suddenly sounded.

A simple word, but it seems to be a note that completely breaks the balance and silence.

The teams of each hospital immediately shot.

Qing Lin hurriedly looked at Qin Yi and Tong Ye, "I have the most treasures in my body, and the strongest disciples other than the chief should all come to me."

"It should be just some turkeys who came to you, maybe they can handle it?"

Qin Yi and Tong Ye pouted, "You said that the other disciples are just turkeys. If we can't handle it any more, wouldn't we be worse than turkeys?"

Whoosh... Qing Lin dodged and pulled away from the crowd.

swoosh...swish...swish...

Sure enough, almost all the powerhouses in the teams of each hospital rushed towards him, chasing after him instantly.

Sikongyu, Moyou, Shi Jingtao, Duguqing, etc.

The warriors with the seventh-level cultivation level of the Holy King Realm of the Five University Palaces almost completely surrounded Qinglin.

The rest of the college teams also surrounded the disciples of Heiyun Xuejiao, and immediately shot.

In the secret territory of Tianzang, the competition for 10 consecutive days, today, finally broke out the most fierce battle.

However, this battle belongs to two unequal sides.

On the one hand, there are more than hundreds of talents from all the colleges led by the Five University Palaces; on the other hand, there are only 49 people from Heiyun Xuejiao.

bang... bang... bang...

The violent explosion sound and the surging Yuan force streamer exploded to an astonishing level in an instant.

The battle between the two sides is almost instantaneous to show each other's strength.

However, the result did not end quickly as expected.

On the contrary, the two sides continued to fight fiercely, and there was no pause.

Qing Lin glanced at the battle of the disciples and nodded.

Although the number of disciples is small, they can handle it; especially Tong Ye and others, who can count against one enemy, it is extremely easy.

On the contrary, Qinglin's side, with one enemy out of ten, fell slightly behind.

However, that's about it.

In mid-air, the battle was equally fierce.

Mo You alone fought against the chief of the five university palaces.

The chief of Tianzang, Gu Feifan; the chief of Wuchi, Linghu Wang; the chief of Tianque, Mo Wenshan; the chief of Jinchen, Jin Chen; the chief of Minghuan, Lin Miao.

Tianzang, Wuzhi, Tianque, Minghuan, and Jinchen are the five major palaces in the Central Region.

However, Mo You was able to fight alone, and he was obviously more than capable, and even had time to look at the battle below.

Mo You nodded and smiled lightly.

The battle below seemed to be a battle between 48 people and hundreds of people;

And the ending is obvious.

On Qinglin's side, it was a bit of a loss to fight against the powerhouses of various academies.

"Pfft." Qing Lin spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Is the magic heart of Minghuaxue Palace determined? Some skills."

Just now, it was a disciple of the eighth level of the Holy King Realm from the Ming Illusion Academy who suddenly slapped him in the back.

"Hmph, weren't you crazy just now?" Mo You looked at Qing Lin with disdain.

"Do you know what you are now?"

"Without my brother's protection, none of you farts."

"Really?" Qing Lin didn't refute anything, but there was a ferocious gleam in his indifferent eyes.

If Xiao Yi was here, he would have instantly discovered that this was a sign that Qinglin was about to run wild, and strangers should not approach.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yi is not here.

And these powerhouses do not know.

click...click...click...

Pieces of cyan scales gradually emerged on Qinglin's arms.

Whoosh... Qing Lin's figure disappeared instantly.

"It's so fast." The powerhouses in the various courtyards shrank their pupils.

Even Shi Jingtao, Sikongyu, Mo You and the others couldn't keep up with Qinglin's speed.

laugh…

A blood claw suddenly flashed in the air.

The powerhouse of the Ming Illusion Academy was blasted away in an instant, and there were blood on his chest.

"Pfft." The strong man from the Ming Illusion Academy spat out a mouthful of blood and was seriously injured in an instant.

the other side.

At the teaching team, a distance explosion sounded.

A sea of ​​flames instantly surrounds; a gust of wind blows suddenly.

Fire borrows wind, and wind increases firepower.

Huge wandering dragons, like wind and fire, roamed away in an instant.

With the cooperation of Tong Ye and Qin Yi, dozens of giant dragons instantly swept away the siege of the teams in each hospital.

The remaining dozens of school disciples jumped out like wolves like tigers.

"I have endured you for a long time."

A series of rebellious and cold words sounded from the mouths of the disciples.

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