Fist of Imagination

When the sword came to his head, Han Boing did not dodge or dodge. A pair of sky-frosted wings spread out five to six meters from his back. The two wings quickly closed in front of him, blocking the murderous aura that was not going away. The light of the knife.

An inch-deep knife mark was cut on the frost wings formed by Bei Tianqi. Countless ice powder and frost shards fell from the knife mark, but the knife failed to cut through the pair of sky and sky in front of Han Boing. Frostwing.

Han Boing snorted and swung his wings violently outward, throwing away the knife holder who was stuck on the frost wings with the knife.

After the sky frost wings protecting him were opened, Han Boing looked at Ji Shen floating in the air with a livid face. The dark purple in his eyes had disappeared, and a shallow blood stain slowly appeared on his thin tip. face.

He blocked the sword light, but failed to block the cold murderous aura condensed in the sword light.

The energy of Beitian itself is ethereal. If it exists, it can refine the seven emotions and six desires as a front, hurting people invisibly, and claiming lives thousands of miles away.

When practitioners combine their strongest emotions and desires with their inner energy, their power can be multiplied. The stronger the desire, the higher the power of Beitian Yiqi.

Depending on the desires that are refined into it, Beitian Qi will produce different characteristics, which are ever-changing and unpredictable.

In a place like Sheng Wuxu Private High School, almost everyone in the Kong Academy chose to combine their murderous thoughts with Beitian Qi, cultivating a cold murderous aura that kills everything.

Ji Shen, the first-year prefect of the Department of Aeronautics and Astronautics, is one of the best.

Ji Shen was squatting in the air, wearing a gray-white sheepskin vest. He hooked his index finger on his long round-headed knife that was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. There seemed to be an invisible rope under his feet carrying him around.

"Senior Brother Han, resist as fiercely as possible before you die and excite me. I will treat it as a warm-up before the exam."

Han Boing smiled instead of being angry. He used Northern Heaven's Qi to repair the injured Sky Frost Wings. He waved his wings and floated up, looking at Ji Shen who was squatting in the air.

"Junior Brother Ji is full of confidence. Could it be that you have already practiced Jieyuan Expansion?"

"It's still not too hot, but senior brother..."

Ji Shen said with a strange expression on his face.

"Is it necessary to use Jie Yuan to kill you?"

He looked at the long knife in his hand and then at Han Boing's pointed face, shook his head and said:

"Senior Brother Han, I'm just worried about killing you too quickly and making others think that the prefects of the Kong Academy are trash, which will damage the image of our Academy.

But you probably don’t understand. After all, if you don’t go for plastic surgery even though you are so ugly, I think you don’t have any sense of collective honor.

Alas, you are a waste no matter how you look at it. How can you let go? It’s a headache. "

"Only with the scrap of metal in your hand?!"

Han Boping let out a clear whistle, raised his wings and strode forward. Combining his superb volley with the frost wings in the sky, he reached the limit of speed in an instant, leaving a series of sonic booms behind him.

Ji Shen raised the sword and stepped forward. The cold murderous aura condensed on the blade turned into substance, spreading out along the arc of the slash like a frost flower.

When he slashed, he whirled in the air, slashing out several circles of cold sword light from bottom to top, like ripples in the center of a flat lake.

Han Boing's fast-flying figure was only a blurry blue dot in the eyes of most viewers. The blue dot flickered in and out, like a ghostly fire, quickly weaving and dodging in the murderous aperture cut by Ji Shen.

The ring-shaped sword light that failed to hit the target continued to spread outwards, breaking beams and cutting walls like rotten wood.

The main teaching building with a total of seven floors was cut through by Ji Shen's several rings of circular sword light. The whole building was turbulent with smoke and dust and was on the verge of collapse.

Jiang Chi waved his hand nonchalantly, and the swaying main teaching building cracked into seven huge reinforced concrete frames along the gaps cut by Ji Shen. The vitality surged, and the strong wind blew, and the main teaching building that split into seven circles was like a bubble. Like a toy made of plastic, it was blown hundreds of kilometers away by the flow of vitality triggered by Jiang Chi's wave.

Only half of the wall on the first floor of the main teaching building remained. In the morning, a cloudless blue sky appeared above the heads of everyone in the examination room.

A moment later, the debris of the main teaching building that was blown away crashed to the ground, like a floating city falling from the sky, making a huge noise.

The vibrations from the distance reached all the way to Liang De's feet, giving him a new understanding of the power of the Red Tribulation Walker.

Old God Liang De was on the ground watching the fierce battle in the air. With Jiang Chi here, no one could do anything to him.

He had already guessed that Jiang Chi was pretending to be loyal and rebelling against the Demon Sword Lingxu and Wei She.

The day Chang Duanxuan asked him to flee to the library, he glanced at the inbox of Chang Duanxuan's mobile phone while pretending to read the pickup code.

The latest email was sent by Jiang Chi and was received just a few seconds ago.

In other words, Chang Duanxuan most likely got the news from Jiang Chi that the operation to purify the campus was about to begin, so he asked him to run to the library immediately.

There was also that time when Chang Duanxuan invaded the rest area of ​​the Happy Learning System to deliver the belt drawings. He said that he had asked a friend with the administrator rights of the Happy Learning System to help. Who else would have such rights except the executives of the General Academic Affairs Office? ?

"Jiang Chi gave me a murderous soul-locking shot before the general education class that day. Logically speaking, after locking the soul, he could kill me with just a thought, but he didn't.

The timing of Mo Feisheng coming to set up my shield was too good a coincidence.

Either Jiang Chi was acting in front of the Demonic Sword Spirit that day, or he wanted to test my quality, or both..."

Liang De rubbed the decorative stubble on his chin, absentmindedly watching the two small black dots fighting in the sky above his head, and thinking about it in his heart.

Liang De had seen the strength of the heads of each grade in the copy of the Happy Learning System. He felt more and more that the Yin Demon teachers who taught these human weapons in just one or two years were really unfathomable.

True and false, strong and weak, pros and cons... and other factors mixed together, making it difficult to tell whether the teachers and students of Sheng Wuxu Private High School are friends or enemies, good or evil.

Qingjie Sword Immortal Sheng Wuxu and the demon-raising sword spirit he left behind are definitely bad guys. In order to cultivate "talents with both strength and luck", they have come up with such a set of killing each other and raising Gu randomly. It is no exaggeration to say that they are in the chaotic evil camp.

Even if Sheng Wuxu was mentally disordered before his soul collapsed, if he was a good person before, he would never be so crazy even if he was mentally disordered.

But are these Yin Demon puppets who died under Sheng Wuxu's sword definitely good people?

The Yin Huan Mo Sword Art can kill people and take away their souls. If I were Sheng Wuxu, I would definitely only pick the strong ones when refining the Yin Demon Puppet, regardless of good or evil.

Apart from other things, Jiang Chi has killed many students. He only uses the students of the Department of Space as tools. He didn't kill me because I am useful, not because he is soft-hearted. This man is at least a lawful evil.

As for Brother Mo Feisheng of the Department of Sea and the funny martial artists of the Department of Land... Although I have never seen them kill people, judging from the knowledge of the skills they teach, they were definitely not peace-loving good men and women in the past.

Especially Brother Mo, his simple, strong and widely used strange weapons are obviously the results of long-term practice and improvement. What kind of work did Brother do in the past to have so many opportunities to experiment with killing weapons?

And my master, old man Yuan Tianren said that he was known as the Water Mirror Demon Master in the past. He was the most disturbing walker on the other side of the souls under Sheng Wuxu's sword, especially good at destroying people's foundation and ruining people's path.

The word "especially good" has been used, so it is probably not the first or second time. Although the victims may not be good people, but...

Forget it, let's take it one step at a time and pass the final exam first.

Liang De stopped thinking about it and focused on Han Boeing and Ji Can who were fighting in the air.

The two leaders of the Air Department have flown thousands of feet in the air, bombarding each other from a distance of 40 to 50 kilometers. The two occasionally use the Beitian jet to fight close to each other, and the two shining light spots are like lightning in the air.

The strengths of the Air Department are high-speed maneuverability and ultra-long-range attack.

As long as the desire contained in the Beitian Qi does not dissipate, the initial lethality of the long-range attack can be maintained, and the decay speed is extremely slow. Moreover, the Beitian Qi has its own Qi lock, precise guidance, and is omnipresent.

Sun Xunqiao's five-grain palm power can hit seven or eight hundred meters away, so he dares to claim to be the best long-range in the Land Department, while the ordinary students of the Air Department can launch attacks from more than ten kilometers away with the air-sky-sharp bomb.

Therefore, the heavy artillery positions of the Marine Department are often helpless against these enemies out of range, and can only be beaten on the spot. If they are not careful, the Air Department will find the core of the position, and use long-range guided internal energy to accurately behead them from dozens of kilometers away, or repeatedly fly over at high speed to harass them continuously.

On the contrary, the muscular guys of the Land Department who are thick-skinned and can recover blood are not afraid of being locked at all. You fight yours, I fight mine, and if you dare to get close, I will pull you down and hammer you to death.

Especially the masters of the Land Department who have practiced the Prajna Palm of Shejie, the more you hit him, the angrier he gets, and the angrier he gets, the stronger he gets. As you fight, he will go berserk and rush over, and there will be absolutely nothing good to eat in the end.

Two blue and white light spots in the sky suddenly flew higher and higher, flying to an altitude of more than 20 kilometers, and then stopped to confront each other.

This altitude would have broken through the equatorial troposphere on Blue Star. Although Liang De's demonized eagle eyes can basically see the scene above, there is a strong interference of qi around Han Boeing and Ji Can, so he can't see the situation of the two of them clearly, and can't hear what they are saying.

Liang De pulled out two sets of blueprints from Shen Shiyu's memory, then squeezed out 10 units of sea-blue fantasy sea energy from his meridians, rubbed his hands to shape, and quickly kneaded out a pair of cycling goggles and wireless hearing aids in the style of audio-visual aids, intending to put them on to see the details of the battle.

At this time, someone bumped into him:

"Junior brother, make one for me too."