Feng Xinglan's strangeness was also caught by Yunzheng, because she had been observing the fighting situation of the few of them just now.

Yunzheng's eyes narrowed slightly, she rarely got distracted when seeing Lan...

She looked curiously in the direction of Feng Xinglan's line of sight, and as expected she saw a person with malicious intentions.

There was undisguised covetousness in the old man's cloudy eyes. Even if Feng Xinglan saw it, he did not restrain himself at all.

It was as if Feng Xinglan could no longer escape from the palm of his hand.

Yunzheng's face suddenly turned cold.

What's the old man's idea to fight with Lan?

Yunzheng's eyes were dark, and she quickly regained her calm mood.

She would wait and see what happened.

As time goes by, the number of people joining the melee circle continues to increase. After all, during this period, many new young cultivators will join the melee.

When the rest of them were resting, Yunzheng would take out the rune book she bought not long ago and read it. She did not take out the rune pen to practice, but in fact, she was studying in the Fengxing space with her spiritual body.

, refining runes.

Although the runes in the Gods and Demons Continent are a bit more profound, the 'rune fundamentals' have not changed, so Yunzheng is quite comfortable in refining them.

In fact, the most difficult thing to refine in this rune book is the demon-killing talisman.

Yunzheng did not rush to study the demon-killing talismans, but chose to learn other simpler talismans first.

After the rest time, Yunzheng will closely watch the battle situation of the few of them again, making sure to ensure their lives are safe.

Their ability to withstand beatings is getting stronger and stronger, and their physical fitness has improved significantly.

Although Yunzheng did not play, she was deeply impressed by the physical training and combat skills used by many young cultivators.

With each move, she can break through the weak points as quickly as possible.

…

Two days later.

Underneath the seemingly ordinary and calm surface, there is an undercurrent of sinister intent.

There were nearly twenty young cultivators who were chasing Feng Xinglan like crazy and attacking, as if they had planned it in advance.

When Mu Yin and others saw this scene, their expressions changed. They quickly rushed to Feng Xinglan's side and fought back together with him.

"Junior Brother Feng!" Dai Xiuzhu's eyes changed with shock. He thought to himself, "Who did Junior Brother Feng offend? How could he attract so many people to attack him?"

Dai Xiuzhu immediately joined the confrontation between the two parties.

Yuezhou, Qi Po, Sun Zi and Sun Dongling did not sit idly by and directly joined Feng Xinglan's camp.

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone, and at this moment, the face of the elder of Chongxu Immortal Academy suddenly became happy. He had not forgotten that he was severely beaten by these brats two days ago. God help him!

He growled, "Kill them for me, elder!"

As soon as these words came out, the Chongxu disciples who were wearing masks and mixing in the fighting circle looked at each other and decided to deal with the nine Feng Xinglan people together.

When the elders of the major forces who had previously disliked Yunzheng and his group saw this, their eyes flashed with gloomy looks. In an instant, the elders of some forces secretly ordered their juniors to kill the nine Feng Xinglans as well!

One person smiled and sighed: "You are young and ignorant, and if you offend others, you will not survive."

"Yeah, I just don't like them. Now that someone can kill them, they can be considered as eliminating harm for us."

"A bunch of brats trying to impress people!"

"I heard that the little girl in red is some kind of empress, is she the only one? She doesn't even have the courage to fight in a melee. She has been here for so many days, either standing or sitting. Who do you really think she is?!"

There are different opinions.

Even though they saw the nine Feng Xinglan being surrounded, Qingfeng and Mo Yu still stood behind Yunzheng on both sides and had no intention of taking action.

In the eyes of everyone, the girl in red was too weak, so two guards had to protect her at all times to avoid death.

Everyone looked down upon Yunzheng with even greater disdain.

Yunzheng witnessed this scene of the battle, but still sat steadily on the small bench, as if he was indifferent to the lives of the nine Feng Xinglan people.

In the melee circle, there were nearly eighty young cultivators attacking Feng Xinglan and nine people at one time!

The sounds of attacks and screams continued.

What is surprising is that the fighting power of those people wearing pure black masks is simply amazing! They are almost one against ten!

No, one versus fifteen!

Everyone looked shocked.

How is that possible?!

Someone exclaimed: "Obviously they weren't that powerful before! Why did they suddenly become so powerful?!"

At this time, the boy with the high ponytail sneered and shouted, "That's because we didn't take it seriously!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man with a high ponytail suddenly took out his palm. The force of his palm was caught by the sharp wind, and he actually knocked two people away with one palm.

boom!

Yan Chen summoned his big cauldron and smashed it against the surrounding disciples.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The disciples who were hit would either have their heads bruised and bleed, or they would be knocked down and vomit blood.

"You...you cheated!" A young cultivator yelled angrily. Summoning weapons is not allowed in the castle. No weapons or sharp weapons can appear. Otherwise, how can we conduct real physical training?!

Yan Chen spoke in a gentle tone: "This is not my weapon, this is my -"

"Alchemy furnace!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge shadow struck, and there was an explosion, which directly hit the young cultivator's head. Even the mask was smashed, and blood flowed down.

Everyone was shocked, the alchemy furnace!

The alchemy furnace is not a type of weapon, so it is allowed to be summoned in the castle.

Zhong Li Wuyuan's expression was calm, but his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his figure was moving very fast. Although he was a magician, he was definitely not bad as a member of the physical cultivator.

Zhongli Wuyuan's palm techniques and boxing techniques appear to be the gentlest, but in reality they are soft yet hard, penetrating directly into the heart and flesh of the body.

The kind that can injure someone internally with just one palm.

At this moment, Feng Xinglan, who was in the center of danger, used his palms instead of sharp swords. The sword energy came out, sharp and sharp, directly breaking through the protective bodies of the young cultivators, causing their physical endurance to weaken instantly.

On the other hand, except for Dai Xiuzhu and Qi Po, the other five people found it extremely difficult to protect themselves.

So Dai Xiuzhu could only protect the three of them first.

Qi Po was barely able to fight one against ten. His current strength had unknowingly reached a shocking level, but his cultivation was still at the second level of the pseudo-god realm!

The two parties were in a stalemate for two quarters of an hour, and the scene was extremely chaotic!

Personnel on both sides were seriously injured!

But--

This is nine people versus seventy people! It’s not one-on-one!

Everyone was extremely shocked when they saw this scene.

Some people couldn't help but marvel, "Which family are they descendants of?!"

Suddenly, the old man wearing a gray mask glanced at Jinglong with a vague look.

Jinglong understood instantly, pursed her lips and nodded immediately.

Jinglong narrowed her eyes slightly, tapped her toes, and walked behind Feng Xinglan. Just when she was about to reach out and grab the back of Feng Xinglan's neck, a cold voice suddenly came slowly from behind her.

.

Her whole body froze instantly.
Chapter completed!