Fist of Imagination

Liang De turned his head and saw Sun Xunqiao's yellow face approaching.

"Old friend, make one for me too." Mu Yigui's oily black face also came over.

Just make one, it's not worth much anyway.

If Liang De now starts full-power production, the average recovery speed of a single internal energy exceeds 60 standard units per second.

Now he has shared Shen Shiyu's memory experience, and his proficiency and application level of Huanhai Xuanqi have greatly improved. He casually made a set of audio-visual auxiliary equipment for Sun Xunqiao and Mu Yigui.

"Strange, why are those people from the Haixue Department gone? Don't they like to sell things to make money the most?"

Liang De looked around, and there was no sign of a student from the Haixue Department in the crowd.

Shen Shiyu also got a balance car and left a few minutes ago. No one knew where he went.

"There's still a while before the official exam starts, just gather in the main teaching building on time.

The Marine Department has entered Mo's Haina Huanzang classroom for a pre-exam cram session, and the leeks are so busy that they don't have the heart to watch the fun here."

"The leeks?"

"Don't you know? Although Coach Mo asks for money for helping us, he won't charge for the credit points of the Marine Department if he can. As long as he is happy, he will give you a lot of strange drawings, not only for free, but also personally change the design for you if it's not suitable.

Alas, although Coach Mo is poor, stupid and stubborn, he is really a good teacher."

Liang De searched in Shen Shiyu's memory and found that it was indeed the case.

Is Brother Mo so loyal? I really want to meet him again!

"Brother, is Mo's Haina Huanzang classroom a safe zone? Where is the entrance?

I've attended his cram school, so I should be considered an auditor of the Hai School. The teacher's kindness is like a mountain, and I should have a share of this leeks."

"Don't think about it. You can only enter with the Hai School student ID. Just watch the show here.

Isn't this Ji Can known as the first in your first-year single combat power? How come he can't even do a Jieyuan expansion? The two of them have been attacking for so long without any passion, just like fighting with elementary school students."

Mu Yigui said: "Who said that masters must know how to expand the Jieyuan? Doesn't your senior sister know it too?"

"Sister Lei is not because she is not afraid of anyone's Jieyuan expansion, so she didn't spend the effort to practice. Some people want to practice but can't practice, and practicing until midnight every day is useless.

Why is the gap between people so big?

What do you think, brother?"

Sun Xunqiao shook his head and yelled foul-mouthed, summoning a friendly soldier Liang De to the field.

Liang De has the ability to charge with foul mouth, and he immediately launches a foul mouth attack when he is summoned:

"Brother, the question you asked is too simple. Senior sister is the elder sister, and some people are the younger brother. Isn't it normal for the younger brother to behave like a younger brother?"

"I see, what you said makes sense, but I have to point out that it is not terrible for a younger brother to behave like a younger brother. What is terrible is that the younger brother's younger brother's thinking is deeply rooted. If he can't do it, then he can't do it. He also drags Senior Sister Lei to say this and that, as if he can be compared with Senior Sister Lei. He is really a younger brother among younger brothers.

Old Mu, you told me six months ago that it would take two or three days to practice the expansion of the boundary. What day is it today? How many two or three days?"

Mu Yigui said nothing, put on the strange goggles with a serious expression and looked up at the sky:

"Focus, look, Han Boeing is about to enlarge."

Liang De and Sun Xunqiao immediately looked at the two light spots in the sky

Previously, Ji Can's white light spots moved rapidly around Han Boeing's blue light spots, flying and slashing non-stop, as if tirelessly slashing out thousands of cold murderous auras. Han Boeing's internal energy light became weaker and weaker, and his body was covered with scars, obviously unable to fight back.

Ji Can held his sword horizontally in front of him, and attacked Han Boeing with another swift and wind-like air-splitting and killing slash, but Han Boeing's eyes flashed with a strong dark purple light, and two lightning flashes suddenly shot out of his eyes, forcing Ji Can, who was flying with the sword, to retreat more than 2,000 meters.

Han Boeing held the dark purple lightning that shot out of his eyes with both hands, and pulled it outwards. Soon, two dark purple lightnings more than three feet long were pulled out, stretching and twisting in his hands like living things.

Han Boeing combined the two lightnings into one, and the worm-like dark purple lightnings intertwined and merged with each other. Soon, it turned into an evil sword phantom composed of countless bones and twisted ghosts, which was held in front of him with both hands.

After the lightning separated, only a pair of pale white eyeballs remained in Han Boeing's eye sockets, which looked extremely creepy.

But this did not affect his vision.

Countless pure black eyeballs swam at high speed on the blade of the Skeleton Evil Sword, and the pupils in the black eyes shrank violently. No matter how tortuous and changeable high-speed maneuvers Ji Can made, the Skeleton Evil Sword could always drive Han Boeing's body to make the most reasonable blocking and counterattack.

Han Boeing poured all the Beitian Qi in his meridians into the phantom of the evil sword. The phantom of the Skeleton Evil Sword became more and more solid, and the sword moves made by Han Boeing with the sword became more and more sinister and fierce.

Ji Can, who had suppressed Han Boeing with repeated high-speed charges, became the suppressed party instead. His gray-white sheepskin vest had been torn into several holes by the evil sword, and it was only half a centimeter away from cutting the flesh.

"Junior Brother Ji, haven't you warmed up yet? Don't worry, don't worry, you will be cold soon.

With the magic sword shadow given to me by the master, it is only a matter of time to kill you.

If you want to live well in this world, it is useless to rely on your ability alone. The most important thing is to follow the right person!

Originally, I wanted to recommend you to the Lord, but unfortunately you are too stupid to follow Jiang Chi, an old guy who doesn't understand the current affairs, to cause trouble.

Sacrifice my divine sword today, and you deserve to die! "

Ji Shen looked at the gap on the long knife corroded by the Skeleton Evil Sword, slowly put the long knife into the simple sheath on her waist, and said to Han Boing with her empty hands:

"Senior Brother Han, the most powerful weapon in the world is not swords or guns, but people.

If you leave people alone and become a dog, will the dog still want to bite people? "

Han Boing dispersed the frost wings in the sky behind him, kicked his feet violently in the air, and saw that he was holding the evil skeleton sword horizontally. The sword was the master of the human being, and the human sword was the master. It turned into a dark purple evil sword that merged with the human sword. The light stabbed at Ji Shen.

Ji Shen sprayed out two blasts of northern air mixed with rainbow-blue true nature fragments from her back, then turned around and flew downwards.

At this time, the extraordinary power of the two people had covered up the color of their clothes. The dark purple sword light chased the iridescent blue exhaust and rushed down from an altitude of more than 20 kilometers, creating gusts of wind in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them arrived three kilometers above the main teaching building with only a low wall remaining.

The dark purple evil skeleton sword had pierced the clothes on Ji Shen's back.

The two were still landing sharply.

2.7 kilometers above the ground, Ji Shen suddenly turned around and smiled.

A cold murderous aura like a polar cold wave surged out from between Ji Shen's brows, like an iceberg cracking and a frozen sea pouring waves.

Beitian's energy combined with the ultimate killing intent instantly locked Han Boing's martial arts soul, causing him and the evil skeleton sword in his hand to suddenly be in a trance.

The True Biography of Jiang Chi from the Kong Academy, a murderous spirit that locks the gods!

The moment Han Boing and the Skeleton Evil Sword entered a trance, Ji Shen suddenly disappeared from the air and reappeared.

He was holding a long military green object in his hand and stood more than a thousand meters away from Han Bo.

The moment before Han Boing regained consciousness, Ji Shen lifted up the tall man wearing the military uniform of the Army Academy in his hand, grabbed the clothes behind his back and exerted force with both hands, making the man spin and dance at high speed into a military green circular phantom in his hands. film.

The violent tornado roared out from the center of the military green round shadow, like a sky-swallowing python, swallowing Han Boing, who had not yet regained his consciousness, and the evil skeletal sword in the plain white tornado.

Han Boing felt chills all over his body, as the violent and ferocious wind blew through his flesh and blood, internal organs and meridians all over his body. His fragile martial arts soul also collapsed under the attack of the tornado.

"Xu Juezi..."

After Han Boing said these three words bitterly, he disappeared into the wind and tornado together with the shadow of the evil sword, his body turned into ashes, and his body and soul were destroyed.

"I've said it before, the strongest weapon is neither swords nor guns, it's people."

"Ji Zai, you have to pretend to let me go and keep pretending, I'm going to faint from you, vomit, vomit, vomit..."

The embers of Han Bo were scattered from the air together with the unsightly vomit and filth.

The third graders in the Sora Academy were completely silent.

…

In the inner world of the ruins of the Sword Immortal, the bright yellow talisman array is filled with ink-purple demon sword spirit and electric light is swirling around it. The evil sword body composed of the bones of living beings and twisted ghosts is shaking crazily on the spot, and the anger that is about to explode makes the triangular array around it Fu shook violently.

"You're a dog slave that's worse than a pig! He died just like that while holding my Light Splitting Sword! You're a loser! You're a waste! You're a useless piece of shit!"

And you, the dog slaves who are causing trouble, do you think you will win this way?

I will use the random selection from the final exam to torture the seeds you rely on one by one until they die! "

The dark purple electric light protruded from the gaps in the bright yellow talisman array with countless tentacles, like twisting poisonous snakes, quickly spreading towards the examination control center of the inner world.