I Have Signed in at the Academy for 80 Years, and I Am Invincible in the World

　　 Seeing the corpse falling, Su Xiuyi didn't have any expressions, the pupil of the broken virtual glance glanced into the distance, the word ‘Jing’ appeared next to him, and the blood on his body disappeared instantly.

　　 Then the ‘yu’ character will appear, and the scar is quickly stopped.

　　 At the same time, the ‘Jing’ character volition was urged to the extreme. Su Xiuyi cleaned up all traces of herself here, and after confirming that it was correct, she took Wang Chengpokong and left.

　　 Wang Cheng didn't die, he was just stunned by the power of death.

　　 Su Xiuyi once again urged the ‘Jing’ volition to remove the power of death from Wang Cheng’s body, and headed away.

　　 Hundreds of miles away, the eyes of the disciples of Nantian Academy were filled with despair.

　　 There was Wang Cheng before, but now that Wang Cheng is absent, it is even more disadvantaged.

　　 The people of the Demon Sect behind him were chasing after them, and in an instant, they formed an encirclement at the time.

"Fight!"

The two headed by 　　 looked solemn.

　　 "Tsk tusk tusk!"

　　 "Fight to the death?"

　　 "Let us see, what are the skills of the disciples of the Nantian Academy?"

　　 An elder of the demon sect, a dark voice sounded, a big skeleton hand, grabbed at the headed young man, ghostly and shuddering.

　　 "Hao Ran Sword!"

　　 The youth roared and killed with the sword, and at the same time urged a ‘positive’ will text.

　　 Haoran sword has been blessed by the orthographic will text. With this sword, Haoran's righteousness has soared, and he has somewhat restrained the ghost spirit of the elders of the Celestial Demon Sect.

　　 However, the difference in strength was too great. When the attacks collided, the young man's face was pale, his teeth were clenched, his body could not stop kicking his hind legs, and his sword arm was directly broken by the ghost hand.

　　 On his forehead, beads of sweat were covered, and the pain in his heart made him almost fainted.

　　 The people who met the demon sect before were mostly threatened, but this time it was different. These people were extremely fierce and endlessly dying.

　　 The other party’s will text ‘ghost’, and a terrible ghost aura broke out, eroding away at his wound.

　　 "Brother!"

　　 A figure came in extremely fast, desperately blocking the attack of the master of the demon cult.

　　 "Stop playing, kill quickly, it's time to withdraw!"

　　 Celestial Demon Sect elder said in a cold voice while watching some of the disciples still teasing the disciples of Xuegong.

　　 Hearing the cold voice of the elder, the expressions of the disciples of the Tianma Sect changed one by one, and they were not teasing or calling for life.

　　 "Don't worry about me, just break through, otherwise we will all die today!"

　　 Seeing that the people of the Celestial Demon Cult were not keeping their hands at this moment, one by one broke out a terrifying attack, the youth looked very anxious.

　　 However, as soon as its voice fell, everyone's complexion turned pale, because a large blood-colored formation rose up, confining the void, and a huge will text ‘kill’ was suspended in the void.

　　 Now, I can't do it desperately to break through.

　　The willpower of the people of the Heavenly Demon Cult has gathered, and the words of killing will become more and more terrifying in the void, and among the words of killing, **** swords and shadows appear.

　　 The next moment, **** sword aura burst out, killing everyone.

　　 Under the confinement of the big formation, facing this terrible **** sword aura, everyone was completely desperate.

When 　　 was about to die, in a daze, he seemed to see a figure in white clothes appearing in the void.

　　 On this white figure, he felt a terrifying sword intent.

　　 But the next moment, everyone felt horrified that this is not an illusion, but a real existence.

　　 Because of this moment, the **** sword energy that killed the blood palace disciple instantly stood still in the void, as if imprisoned.

　　 "Swipe!"

　　 At this moment, whether it is a disciple of the Nantian Academy or a person from the Heavenly Demon Sect, all eyes are filled with horror, looking at the white figure above the void in disbelief, and walking step by step.

　　 "That is, that is Wang Cheng!"

　　 "We are saved, this must be the senior in our school!"

　　 Seeing Su Xiuyi strolling along, these disciples in the void finally showed hope in their desperate eyes.

　　 However, compared to the surprise of the disciples of the Academy, these people of the Heavenly Demon Sect were shaking violently, their eyes were full of despair, and even their souls were trembling.

　　 At this moment, Su Xiuyi made a shot, and she cut it out at these people of the Demon Cult.

　　 The terrifying death sword intent erupted, as if the door of **** had been opened. At this moment, these people of the Tianma Sect felt that Su Xiuyi was the real demon, and the sky full of swords and shadows was crushed like a tsunami.

　　嗤!

　　 The piercing cutting sounded, and the great formation of the Celestial Demon Cult was torn in an instant, and the sword light fell all over the sky. The members of the Celestial Demon Cult were directly beheaded by the sword light and no one survived.

　　 "This big formation is so unbearable, even one-tenth of its strength can't be withstood. Some strength should be collected, it was wasted!"

　　 Seeing that the big formation was broken by a single knife, and at the same time this knife killed all the people of the Demon Cult, Su Xiuyi couldn't help being a little speechless, because at this moment, there were trenches on the ground, all caused by the sword.

　　 Hearing Su Xiuyi's words, the eyes of everyone who survived on the ground were filled with shock.

　　 Such a terrible attack is only one-tenth of the power.

　　 "Thank you brother for your help!"

　　 took a hard breath, and then the color of worship appeared in his eyes, and he saluted Su Xiuyi, because Su Xiuyi's dress was no different from before.

　　 "You don't need to be polite~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Actually, I am a burden to everyone. Some people want to induce me to appear and kill me. Take care of Wang Cheng. It is safe now. The elders of the academy should also appear."

　　 Su Xiuyi dropped Wang Cheng, and his body disappeared.

"Um?"

　　 After experiencing this test of life and death, these disciples have matured too. When they heard Su Xiuyi's words, their expressions changed, because it was true that the Demon Sect had been teasing them before, and finally wanted to kill them.

　　 But after looking at each other, the different colors on each face disappeared.

　　 "Swish swish!"

　　 There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the elder of the Nantian Academy came, and Ji Zhan looked at everyone and asked: "It's okay, it's safe now, it's my mistake."

　　Jan Zhan looked at the sword intent contained in the remaining gully on the ground, frowning slightly.

　　 "If it wasn't for the mysterious brother who arrived, we would all have to die today." The young man who lost an arm, his eyes fell on Ji Zhan's body, and secretly observed.

　　 "That's good, elders, you **** these disciples back. It is not appropriate to stay here." Ji Zhan said perfunctorily, and Ji Zhan's heart is very uneasy at this moment, because all the people who came to Xuntian Pavilion this time have died.

　　 However, these disciples looked at the indifferent expression of Ji Zhan, and each of them had reddish eyes. Before thinking of Su Xiuyi's words before, they realized that they were afraid that they were being used as bait.

　　 These Xuegong elders immediately accompanied the Xuegong disciples to leave.

　　 Ji Zhan glanced around, frowned, disappeared the next moment, and when he reappeared, he came to the place where Su Xiuyi and Xuntian Pavilion were fighting.

　　 A will text appeared in the season, collecting the surrounding breath, but the look was extremely ugly.

　　 "Damn, I cleaned this place again, leaving no clues.