Refinement, masculinity

The battle has been very fast from the very beginning, and the various moves are overwhelming, and the scene changes again and again, which makes people dazzled. The children of the aristocratic family have been exposed to cultivation since they were young, and they have a deeper understanding of the horror of magic cultivation than ordinary people. Meng Ling regained consciousness after saying "Run", and hurriedly organized everyone to retreat.

In fact, they don't need to remind them deliberately. With the current weak cultivation base of everyone, the aura exuded by Duan Cheng alone is enough to force them back, and they hurried away from the battlefield. Looking at it, I couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing the gorgeous spell, as if I was watching a performance with great interest.

The children of the aristocratic family were facing a big enemy one by one, one or two people were sent to call the teacher, and the rest were told to run away.

"Are you all crazy?" The family's children roared, "Moxiu kills people without blinking an eye, don't you want to live anymore?!"

Everyone had different reactions, and some waved their hands: "It's okay, let's stay far away. By the way...are they really killing people? Isn't it against the law?"

The disciples of the family sneered: "Are you talking about the law with the demon cultivator? What's the point of being far away? They are all at the golden core stage, and they can rush over in the blink of an eye. When the time comes, they can't even run if they want to. Wait to die!"

Everyone didn't take it seriously, and before they had time to refute, they saw the nearby people heard the movement, squeezed in quickly, and asked excitedly: "What's the matter? Are you fighting in groups? Damn, handsome! What is this called, Bolide? That's cool, I It's Fire Spirit Root, I decided to learn this from now on."

A few heads poked out from the other side: "What's the matter? Are you sparring? Why don't you go to the martial arts field... Oh oh oh, what kind of spell is this? Come on, Duancheng!"

Children of the family: "..."

"...You are simply insane," the face of the aristocratic family's children was stiff, feeling that they could not reason with these people, so they resolutely pushed away from the crowd and ran away, "You want to die yourself, we will not accompany you!"

They had just walked a few steps when they suddenly saw the teacher from the dormitory area approaching. Tears welled up in their eyes: "Teacher, they are all lunatics, we can't persuade them."

Several teachers nodded, took a quick look at the battlefield, each of them looked dignified, and immediately led them to the dormitory, preparing to set up a ban to prevent them from coming out.

Everyone had no choice but to leave, but this age group has always been rebellious, and the people walking in the front saw the teacher still commanding behind, so they quickly climbed up the tree and continued to watch excitedly, but at this moment, a black shadow rushed quickly Go out, complete the kill in an instant, blood spilled all over the ground.

The three monks confronting Duan Cheng were momentarily distracted by the sudden situation. Duan Cheng was already ready to go, and at this moment, he saw the right time to recall the Ningshui Sword that had been knocked to the ground. This route was just right. He was very close to Moxiu, who was weaker among them, so he turned in one direction, and saw the Ningshui sword flying towards him with a sharp light flashing.

The demon cultivator's heart froze, and his instinct for danger made him subconsciously move to the side, and then he blocked it with his horizontal sword, but the speed of the Ningshui sword was too fast, and he didn't have time to make a move. A ray of blood flew into Duan Cheng's hands.

In the blink of an eye, one is killed and the other is injured.

The students on the tree stared wide-eyed, slipped, and fell down. Only then did they realize that they were all wrong, terribly wrong, and the battle in front of them was really desperate.

There is a corner from the garden to the dormitory. The students have already retreated. They don't know what happened. Seeing his face turning pale at this moment, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

The student's voice trembled: "Dead... dead..."

The family's children sneered: "Now that I know I'm afraid, do you think it's just a joke?"

The crowd was in an uproar, and their faces changed. The teacher happened to come over: "What are you doing in a daze? Go, I don't want to live anymore!"

The faces of the people changed again, they raised their feet and ran wildly, and their figures disappeared quickly.

The students on the ground looked at them, trembling: "I haven't finished yet, dead...the one who died was the other party's person, I didn't even see who killed it, it was too fast..."

The crowd kept moving, the team was very noisy, and they didn't hear his words at all.

The teacher helped him up: "No matter who it is, hurry up."

The teachers in the dormitory area didn't all withdraw, but kept two people. If anything happened, they would go back and notify in time. Therefore, they had a panoramic view of the scene just now, and they couldn't believe it.

Their cultivation bases are all at the foundation-building stage, and they understand how big the gap is with the Golden Core stage monks, but Meng Ling slapped the two Golden Core stage demon cultivators away at once. The increase of the magic weapon will never reach such a terrifying level, so this should be his own strength, but Meng Ling is in the early stage of foundation establishment, and his cultivation level is lower than theirs. How did he do it?

However, before they figured it out, another thing happened before them. They looked at Ye Jue in horror, and they were even more shocked. In fact, they all knew that Ye Jue might not be easy, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful. Could it be that he was also Jindan period?How is it possible, he is so young!

Ask yourself, if they were to sneak attack, they would definitely be instantly killed by Moxiu with a backhand move, but Yejue can do it, not only because of speed, but also because of the strength enough to compete with Jindanqi monks.

There was a brief silence on the battlefield, and the demon cultivator couldn't help taking a step back under Ye Jue's cold gaze.

——Ye Jue, the young master of the Demon Race, is actually here too.

Several demon cultivators were shocked, and their first reaction was that the news was wrong. According to the intelligence in the organization, Yejue was in another place. Why is it here?The second reaction is that the opportunity is rare. Since he is also the key to breaking the seal, they simply tied him together. The third reaction is... Can things really be so easy?

Whether he was slapped by Meng Ling before or killed by Ye Jue later, there was only one reason, and that was blood.

Although they are called demon cultivators, they are still human beings fundamentally. Humans are different from demons. Demons are born very powerful, and they don’t even need to concentrate on cultivation. To make a simple comparison, humans and monsters want to transform into gods. After thousands of years of hard work, the Demon Race was able to compete with the Protoss from the moment it was born, which shows the gap.

This is the innate advantage of the demon race, and there is destined to be an insurmountable gap between the demon race and the human race.

This is also the reason why they want to break the seal of the North Cold Void at all costs. If they succeed, they can become demons with the help of those demons and become the masters of this force.

Both Meng Ling and Ye Jue have half of the demonic blood, and they inherited the noblest and purest bloodline of the demon race, but for some reason they were both suppressed, making their appearance the same as that of the human race, and Meng Ling's spirit root was weak , the seal in the body has not been released, and I am not used to this force now, it should be easy to deal with, but Yejue is different, this person's blood is not completely suppressed, if it breaks out, one or two golden core stage monks are definitely not his Opponents, they are now one dead and one injured, the situation is quite unfavorable.

The demon cultivator made a decision almost as soon as he retreated. He flipped his wrist, and a flame shot into the sky. Next, directly destroy the signal bomb.

He landed quickly, and took a quiet step, although it was only a step, but it was silent, and suddenly he came to the front, his eyes were cold: "Don't even think about calling for help, since you are here today, don't leave."

What a terrifying speed!A flash of horror flashed in Moxiu's eyes, he almost subconsciously blocked the sword in front of him, and only heard a metal "ding" in his ears. He was lucky to resist the opponent's attack, and his forehead couldn't help sweating.

Several other Mo Xiuxuan and Duan Chengxuan vaguely sensed the situation over there, so they took the opportunity to release the signal flare during the confrontation, and the three flames shot into the sky almost at the same time. They did not believe that Ye Jue could block three, but they still did not Can get their wish, because they ignored Duan Cheng.

Manipulating Yuanyu to block the attack of the three people, he waved his epee, and the fireball flew out, directly hitting the three signal flares, and it was completely destroyed, because it was not high enough, people in the distance would definitely not be able to see it, Duan Cheng held the epee: "Is there any more, keep throwing it."

Moxiu: "..."

When Duan Cheng saw that Ye Jue was dealing with the Moxiu over there, he completely lost his worries and started to take the initiative to attack. After the last conversation, he knew that Ye Jue's state could not last for too long, so it was best to fight quickly.

He is different from Ye Jue, Ye Jue is in such an environment, he has already killed someone, and he has lived for 18 years, carefree, positive, mentally healthy, completely pure and kind and beautiful boy... At least he thinks so .

Although he has a lot of actual combat experience after training at home, and was arranged to experience and kill many people in a fantasy world when he was 16 years old, but it is a fantasy world after all, and it is not real after all, but he knows that as long as Keep your faith, even if there is a day, you will not give birth to demons.

Now his heart is clear, without any hesitation, he even feels that in order to protect his wife and prevent the demons in the seal from coming out to commit crimes and kill people, his image is simply too tall!

Of course, protecting the daughter-in-law is the main factor.

The epee swung a fire dragon, entangled in the vines coming from the attack, Duan Cheng leaned his body, and quickly approached Moxiu, who was injured on his left shoulder, and was about to finish him off first.

The other demon cultivator knew that the situation was not good for them and that there was no need to delay, so instead of supporting his companions, he rushed straight at Meng Ling with enough spiritual energy.

Duan Cheng paused: "Be careful!"

Meng Ling was still manipulating the five defensive magic weapons. He felt much more comfortable after swinging that one just now. He had naturally seen the scene of killing people in Ye Jue, but for some reason, he didn't feel repulsive or disgusted. On the contrary, he felt very excited, as if his whole soul was joyful, the spiritual energy in his body was stimulated to surge up again, and the familiar swelling pain came, and he frowned again. Hearing Duan Cheng's words, he turned quickly body, ready to fan this person away.

But before the demon cultivator rushed forward, a huge gust of wind swept in, forcing him back instantly.

Wen Tian brought Feng Bai to the ground and ran towards Meng Ling.

"Xiao Ling, how are you..." Wen Tian felt the aura, and couldn't help but pause, a strange emotion flashed in his heart for a moment, but it disappeared quickly, he blinked, and hurried forward.

"Junior brother!" Feng Bai also rushed over, and then faced the airflow head-on, feeling that it was so strong and domineering that it made people breathless, his cultivation was too low to be able to stop it, so he glanced Turned over, straight dizzy.

Meng Ling: "..."

Wen Tian looked at him, then at Meng Ling, with a blank expression on his face: "What's going on?"

"..." Meng Ling said, "I don't know."

Two screams rang out one after another, Ye Jue and Duan Cheng each took out one person, and the remaining two demon cultivators looked at each other, knowing that they didn't want to take anyone away today, so they prepared to take out their magical weapons to escape, Ye Jue and Duan Cheng naturally They couldn't be allowed to go back to report the letter, and hurried forward, trying to seal their escape route, but at this moment, a black figure fell down with a bang and fell to the ground, blood splattered everywhere.

The scene was dead silent for a moment, and the remaining two demon cultivators saw the rushing electric current on the man's body, and their faces turned pale.

"This person is the person you stayed outside the school to take care of."

A pleasant voice came. Duan Ze stood in the air, looked down at them, and smiled monstrously. His sides kept flashing lightning, and even the air was slightly distorted, which showed the energy contained in it.

The two demon cultivators knew it was over when they saw him. This man fought hard for three days with his own strength and killed all the elites sent by the organization. His level was quite terrifying.

Seeing this, Ye Jue quickly flashed to Meng Ling's side, grabbed his arm, and forced the spiritual energy in: "Take a deep breath, draw back your strength."

The five defensive magic weapons fell to the ground one after another. Meng Ling only felt the pain. He closed his eyes and forced the spiritual energy in his body to surge outward.

The two demon cultivators didn't have time to look at them, but stared at Duan Ze closely, trying to find flaws. There were three of them outside the school, one of them was killed by Duan Ze now, and there are two more, if they find a chance to run out , and those two people should be able to barely escape.

As they thought about this, they heard the roar from far to near. When they looked up, they saw an off-road vehicle approaching from the air and quickly landed on the ground, followed by a beautiful lateral movement. A black-painted gun barrel followed He leaned out of the window and hit the limbs of the two with a few bangs, but to his surprise, there was no bleeding, but a sudden release of cold air, which froze them firmly in an instant, and it was obvious that they could not escape.

The door opened, and one person stepped down from the driver's seat, took two people out of the trunk and threw them on the ground: "After searching for a long time, these two are probably the only ones responsible for the response."

The person who came was dressed in red with an arrogant expression, he was Duan Cheng's third uncle.

The door of the passenger seat was also opened, Ye Yangchen was leaning on the car with the charge on his shoulders, his beautiful peach eyes were full of smiles: "Hi."

Meng Ling pulled back his consciousness a little and stared at them.

Only now did Ye Yangchen see his situation clearly, and hurried forward: "What's going on?"

Both Duan Cheng and Ye Jue stood by their side, with serious expressions on their faces, Duan Cheng sighed: "I'll talk about it later."

Meng Ling couldn't speak and stared at his gun.

Ye Yangchen quickly noticed, and lifted it up: "It's made by Quewu, and the aura can be turned into bullets."

Meng Ling hummed in a low voice, and finally took back all his breath. At this moment, his clothes were already soaked, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell down slumped.

"Daughter-in-law!" Duan Cheng hurriedly caught him and hugged him tightly.

"Hahahaha!" Feng Bai finally woke up, opened his eyes, and smiled silly.

Duan Cheng was instantly angry: "Mother, you can still laugh when my wife has become like this?!"

"Hahahaha!" Feng Bai turned over, scratching the slate with a smile, tears came out.

"stop laughing!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Fuck, are you crazy?!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ye Yangchen supported his forehead: "...Brother, what did you feed him?"

Wen Tian pinched the small porcelain bottle and raised his head: "...Huh?"

Everyone: "..."

"Hahaha...save...save...hahaha...life hahaha..."

Everyone: "..."