"Stop!" The wandering group saw An Yang, with a sullen face, and shouted viciously at An Yang.
Because other students had seen An Yang's greatness, they didn't dare to step forward at this time, but they were still watching from the sidelines. If they had the opportunity, they would not give up kicking their feet.
"Summoners, you are your summoners again. Without you, there would not have been the war of the century that almost destroyed Valoran Continent 30 years ago. Your summoners are very greedy, selfish, and will only use it. Others, you damn you, you are dying!" The wandering glared at An Yang, his original voice with a slight vicissitudes of life became hoarse, like the one made by scraping a wooden board with his nails.
"You said yes." An Yang shrugged casually. He knew that the wandering group of them are controlled by hatred now, so explain to them? Reason to them? It's better to play the piano to the cow.
"Arrogant boy, we will make you pay the price of arrogance in a while. Covey, Heby, Shali, you three will fix him for me!" The wandering pointed at An Yang, and commanded the three mentors around him. .
After hearing this, the three instructors twisted their necks and smiled as they approached An Yang.
"Don't take out the waste of level 10 to be embarrassing, okay." An Yang slowly lifted the soles of his feet off the ground, floating in the air, he put his hands on his chest, and his face calmly stared at the three instructors.
Level 10 strength, even if it was the last battle between weapons and An Yang, if anyone reached level 10 strength, the situation could be said to be one-sided, but now in An Yang's mouth, it has become a waste.
But he does have this capital, because he now feels that he has an unprecedented sense of strength.
"When you want to make a sneak attack in the future, you must act fast!" An Yang kicked one of the instructors away with a random side kick. "Too slow and too slow, hurry up." An Yang hooked his fingers at the instructors. head.
If they were to go together, An Yang really found it a bit tricky, but if they went separately, An Yang was completely fearless.
The other two instructors looked at each other, and both saw anger in each other's eyes.
Wouldn't it be possible that they would lose to the brat boy in front of them if they had a good mentor
But the fact is, when they rushed past at a fast speed, and then flew back at a faster speed, they knew that the kid in front of him who was shining with crackling silver light could not be dealt with by themselves.
"Trash, what's the use for you! Humph!" The vagrant snorted heavily and glanced at Jian Ji slantingly. "You are going with me. That kid seems a little weird and his strength skyrocketed."
"Yes." Jian Ji's face was numb, and she nodded.
"Are you coming." An Yang landed on both feet, and his face was replaced with a solemn expression. A level 11 hero, a level 12 hero who will faintly break through to level 13, this lineup is really strong—
"Go!" Wandering gave an order, and a huge half-person-tall book in his hand emerged out of thin air, with quaint fluctuations in his hands. Wandering hands became imprinted, and the chains on the book slowly loosened.
"The art of wandering-imprisonment." Wandering patted the spread writing, and then An Yang could see that on the top of Wandering's head, a huge chain of nothingness gradually formed, exuding vigorous and simple fluctuations, and then the chain was formed. An aperture slowly winds up above the aperture.
"Go!" The wanderer gave it away with one hand, and the huge chain of nothingness drifted slowly towards An Yang.
"Damn it!" An Yang found at this moment that he couldn't move.
The chain hadn't bound him, but the fluctuations on it made him tremble a little, his body couldn't help it, and he couldn't even move a bit.
Finally, the void chain floated to An Yang's side, covering him all over it.
An Yang began to feel that the strength in her body was steadily disappearing, "This—what's the situation!"
Jian Ji didn't give him time to react, and the sharp sword in her hand danced out a gorgeous sword flower in the air, "My heart is like my sword, I can't wait to pierce your body." Jian Ji sneered. He turned over and slammed towards An Yang.
"Break through the air!" A sword light slashed, An Yang was imprisoned in it, unable to move, and could only take Jian Ji's move abruptly.
Suddenly, the blood in his body surged, and there was a suffocating pain in his chest, and An Yang almost fainted from the darkness in front of his eyes. If it were not for the strength of vn, I am afraid that Jian Ji's sword could directly kill him.
It seems that the last time Jian Ji had a small fight with him in the classroom, he was really merciful, and the strength was too tyrannical.
Although An Yang has the abilities of this body now, he is confined by the wanderings, and now it is a situation of catching turtles in the urn. For them, An Yang is the turtle.
But at this time, An Yang smiled happily.
Because he discovered that Sword Ji’s Breaking Air Slash burst was extremely high, even his level 12 strength was able to bear it, and the wandering void chain, under Sword Fairy’s Breaking Air Slash, was a little loose. NS.
"Boy, are you still smiling when you die? Are you really afraid that I wouldn't dare to kill you?" Jian Ji looked at An Yang who was smiling in front of him coldly.
"Haha, you dare not kill me, and you can't kill me." An Yang began to mock Jian Ji.
"Looking for death!" After Jian Ji popped a few words between her teeth, she swung the sharp sword faster. "Split the air!"
There were two more sword shadows, and at the moment they flew out, even the ground was brought up with a trace of no deepness or shallowness.
"Hiss—" An Yang took a deep breath, staring at the two Po Kong Slashes in tandem.
He knew in his heart that even with the strength of level 12, he couldn't take the two slashes of Sword Ji, so he could only gamble, betting that the first slash of Sword Ji could smoothly slash away the imprisonment of wandering. Then he dodges Jian Ji's second Po Kong Slash.
Po Kong Zhan Jiying walked forward, and came to An Yang in a blink of an eye.
"Ah!" An Yang yelled, and again abruptly took Jian Ji's Po Kong Slash.
And the chain cracked just as An Yang had expected.
"Break for me!!" An Yang yelled, struggling with both hands towards the sides.
Snapped! With a soft sound, An Yang broke away from the wandering void chains, and Jian Ji's second Po Kong Slash also came to An Yang's face like a shadow.
An Yang rolled on the spot, and the Yu Wei who broke through the air still scratched An Yang's arm. Suddenly, An Yang's entire right hand was cut with a long cut, blood flowing, shocking.
"Hiss—" An Yang took a deep breath, rolled from the ground, quickly tore off his coat and wrapped his right hand completely, the blood still stained his coat, but fortunately, the blood stopped.
The current An Yang looks gray and gray, and his face is still a little pale, but Jian Ji and the wandering stand intact. The suspense of this fight has ceased. Almost anyone with a discerning eye can see that An Yang is there. In the next battle, he will never stand for more than five rounds.
"How? Did you commit suicide yourself, or let me know about you with my own hands." Jian Ji walked towards An Yang step by step, with a white mist in the sharp sword in her hand.
"I said—you can't kill me—" An Yang lowered his head and half-bended over, giving people a feeling of extreme weakness.
I don't know why, An Yang looks like this, but he feels a little uneasy in the eyes of the wandering. He wants to stop Jian Ji, but Jian Ji is already standing in front of An Yang.
"The mouth is quite hard, but I think you shouldn't live for the next second." Jian Ji raised the sharp sword in her hand high, stood in front of An Yang, and started dancing.
What kind of dance is that!
Elegant, unhurried, human and sword seem to be united together, no matter which action is taken, it is very pleasing to the eye, An Yang has not even thought about what kind of dance can make people look so comfortable.
"You can die in the hands of my death waltz, you should be laughing secretly." Jian Ji's voice is still cold, she jumps faster and faster, and there is a strong wind around her, as if she is dancing with her.
"In this world, I haven't seen my dead waltz's enemies yet." The dance stopped and the wind went out. The sword in Jian Ji's hand sank into An Yang's chest.
An Yang's eyes widened, looking at the sharp white sword without a trace of blood.
However, Jian Ji didn't feel a trace of joy.
On the contrary, she was gasping and gasping, as if there was no air in the world.
Before people, I am a cold-blooded swordsman. Behind the people, I only long to be a gentle girl, and I also hope that someone will love me and wipe away the fear of killing my enemies, and the fatigue after my frantic dance of death, he appeared, he died In the hands of others, from now on, I am still that cold-blooded swordsman, with a whole body of fatigue, with a full of hatred, bloodbathed the whole world.
There is also an unknown story behind Jian Ji, An Yang looked at her eclipsed expression, secretly regretting in her heart.
"I said, you can't kill me." An Yang's pupils dilated in the next moment, and his whole body began to flash with lightning-like electric sparks. An Yang held the hilt of Jian Ji pierced into his chest with one hand and tried hard. , Push harder, push harder again.
The sharp sword was pulled out abruptly, but his wound healed rapidly at this moment.
"You—you—" Jian Ji looked at An Yang in panic.
He hit my death waltz, why is it okay!
"I know all this is not your fault. Before the people, you are just a strict teacher. After the people, you will find someone who loves you and heals all your sorrows. You are too tired. Take a break. "An Yang wiped off the blood stains at the corners of her mouth, and hit Jian Ji's abdomen with a punch.
"Uh-uh -" Jian Ji widened her eyes in disbelief, felt the heart-wrenching pain from her abdomen, and fell down.
An Yang stretched out his hand to hug Jian Ji, slowly laid her down on the ground, moved her throat, swallowed the last energy of the source of violent, and filled the body again, this is the violent he left behind. The most central group of essence energy in the source is for emergency use in emergencies.
"Next, it's your turn, come on." An Yang hooked his finger at the wandering mage and said lightly.