Rules of Super Seminary Advent

"What's the use of being strong? After all, it will just be my dog!"

Pleasant Goat sneered at Mei Yangyang's words.

If Feiyangyang really sees Meiyangyang and doesn't draw his sword, it means he has recovered.

She has deceived Fei Yangyang for so long, she really thinks Fei Yangyang is a fool!

Pleasant Goat sneered in his heart, he also knew how powerful Boiling Goat was now.

As a Taoist companion of Mei Yangyang, Mei Yangyang would never let him take this risk.

Meiyangyang looked at the dark and strange emperors who were retreating steadily, but she had no intention of taking action.

Only by taking action when they are in the most critical moment can Meiyangyang increase her value among the dark and strange clan.

"laugh!!!"

A line of blood shot out from the body of a dark and strange emperor, and the blood actually burned a gap in the space.

"Damn it! Is this guy really a sword cultivator who has been trained in the incomplete laws of heaven and earth? This kind of killing power is not much better than that group of lunatics in the Sword Domain!"

Several emperors of the dark and strange clan were shocked. The killing power of Boiling Yangyang far exceeded their imagination.

But Boiling Sheep will not give them a chance to breathe, and it is time to bring this battle to an end.

Boiling Sheep is like an insurmountable god, absolutely crushing it.

The dark and strange great emperors were helpless in front of him.

"Zheng!!!"

The terrifying sword intent emitted by the Boiling Sheep was like a surging ocean tide, overwhelmingly filling the entire space.

Everywhere he went, everything trembled under this frightening pressure.

The sword intent seemed to have its own consciousness, frantically attacking the defense lines of the dark and strange emperors, making them feel unprecedented fear.

The sword energy flying all over the sky is like a group of beasts breaking free from their restraints, roaring and roaring, trying to break through the constraints of the universe and burst out with unparalleled power.

These sword energies intertwined and merged with each other, forming a dazzling sword field, which shrouded the dark and strange emperors, leaving them with nowhere to escape.

Under this suffocating pressure, those people's faces were as pale as paper, and their eyes were full of despair and helplessness.

They struggled to resist, but in the face of Boiling Yangyang's nearly invincible sword energy, all resistance seemed so feeble.

The light of their spells was eclipsed by the sword energy of the strong, and their magic weapons also lost their original power, like scrap metal.

Boiling Yangyang stands proudly, exuding the aura of a peerless swordsman, like a majestic mountain.

Standing on the battlefield, unshakable.

He raised his hands and arms high, his sword energy rising into the sky.

The sword energy gathered into a sword light that shone dazzlingly, as if even the stars in the vast universe were eclipsed by this light.

The sword energy emits bursts of dragon roars, as if cheering for joy, eager to fight powerful enemies and conquer everything.

Boiling Sheep's eyes were cold and sharp, like two cold stars, shining with a heart-stopping light.

Adhering to the principle that no one will offend me and I will not offend others, Boiling Yangyang will not have the slightest pity for these people.

His eyes swept across the several great emperors of the dark and strange clan, his eyes full of disdain and contempt, as if he were looking at a few insignificant ants.

"The sword breaks the universe!!!"

Then, with Boiling Sheep's earth-shattering roar, he launched the final sword that destroyed the world.

This sword was as powerful as the apocalyptic catastrophe, and the sword energy roared out like a wild dragon with its teeth and claws.

Wherever it passes, space collapses, stars shatter, and everything falls apart under this terrifying force.

Those few people were instantly submerged in front of this unstoppable sword energy, unable to fight back.

Under the impact of the sword energy, their bodies shattered instantly like fragile porcelain and turned into pieces of blood mist.

However, the emperor of the dark and strange clan did not die because of this.

The blood mist quickly condensed together, and several great emperors from the dark noble clan appeared again at the position where the sword energy was extinguished.

But their auras were very weak, and their resurrection cost them a lot.

"Damn it, why doesn't that woman take action yet!"

The emperor of the dark and strange clan was very angry. They had long felt the existence of Beautiful Goat and Pleasant Goat.

Boiling Sheep didn't feel it because it was the dark aura unique to the dark and strange clan.

It's just that Feiyangyang will not show mercy. Since he has murderous intentions towards Brother Diao and him, he, Feiyangyang, will naturally treat others in the same way as others.

"What a tenacious vitality! However, this absolute strength is full of clouds!"

"There are three million sword immortals in the sky, even if they meet me, they must lower their eyebrows!!!"

All the sword energy in Boiling Yangyang's body merged into one in an instant. He replaced the sword with his fingers and guided it with his mind!

In the endless void, the Boiling Sheep stands proudly like a sword fairy.

Although he has lost an arm, the majesty and domineering power he exudes that is impossible to look directly at are still shocking.

I saw him gently raising a finger, and the fingertips were surrounded by dazzling sword energy.

Those sword energies seemed to have a life of their own, shining with a smart and mysterious light.

At this moment, all the sword energy, sword intent and sword power in his body were at their peak, as if they were about to swallow up the entire universe.

"Ah!!!"

Along with his deep roar, he turned his fingers into sharp swords and slashed at the emperors of the dark and strange clan.

This sword, as if it was fully exerted by several peerless swordsmen in ancient times, contains endless power and determination.

The sword light flashed past, as if time had stopped flowing due to this blow, and the space was directly torn apart.

That majestic momentum seemed to cut off the long river of time and turn everything in the world into nothing.

This sword is not only the most powerful sword in Feiyangyang's life, but also his persistent pursuit and perfect interpretation of the peak realm of swordsmanship.

It can be described as:

The one-armed swordsman displays his sharp edge, and his sword energy penetrates the sky like a rainbow.

A sword cuts through the air and cuts off time, but time cannot stop this sharp edge!

Several great emperors from the dark and strange clan were panicking. Boiling Sheep's posture at this moment was really like the arrival of the Sword Immortal.

Even in the golden age, Boiling Yangyang will definitely be able to make a name for himself.

Meiyangyang finally took action at this moment. She cast a spell to block the dark and strange emperors, and murmured.

"Boiling Yangyang, long time no see!"

The voice of the beautiful sheep is as gentle as a lark, refreshing.

However, the familiar voice did not make Boiling Sheep stop.

He continued to hold out the sword without hesitation, with no intention of stopping.

Meiyangyang was shocked. She was just a person who relied on external objects to prove the emperor, and she was not strong in the first place.

Facing the powerful sword of Boiling Sheep at the supreme level, she would never be able to block it.

"Boiling Yangyang, I am Beautiful Yangyang! I order you to stop immediately!!!"

However, the sword light arrived as expected.

In the eyes of Meiyangyang in disbelief, her left arm was neatly cut off.

Boiling Yangyang's eyes were full of indifference, and he did know that the beautiful Yangyang in front of him was Ben Yang.

However, what he beheaded was Ben Yang, the beautiful sheep!