The fierce sword energy tore through the air resistance and struck Jin Jianfeng's head, causing both of them to unleash real fire.
"Even with your swordsmanship as a three-legged cat, you still dare to be so presumptuous in front of me!"
The aura on Jin Jianfeng's body became stronger and stronger, and he was not afraid of Xue Wushuang's long sword. He jumped up in the air and glided a full dozen meters, and struck down mysterious handprints one after another.
Xue Wushuang's sword screen was brutally destroyed, and the strange handprints made it difficult for people to detect. It was beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts and was similar to Taoism.
In the later stages of cultivation, the use of martial arts becomes less and less, as it involves the Dao of Heaven and Earth. Only by applying Tao techniques can the power of martial arts be enhanced.
The figure flickered, Jin Jianfeng appeared in front of Xue Wushuang, and his right hand suddenly fanned down.
"Snapped!"
Xue Wushuang's body flew backwards, and the left side of his face instantly swelled. A palm from the peak marrow-cleansing realm was enough to blow his head apart. At the last moment, Jin Jianfeng withdrew his strength.
Jin Jianfeng has always been unpopular with others. His mentors looked down on him, and his students did not respect him and thought he was not worthy of being a mentor. He was simply a misguided disciple.
Looking at it today, they all underestimated Jin Jianfeng. His strength has exceeded that of the star mentor.
In his eyes, first-level instructors were like ants, easily beaten away by him.
Xue Wushuang smashed into the rubble, his face was covered with blood, the left side of his face was like a swollen bun, and his facial features could no longer be distinguished. Jin Jianfeng used 50% of his strength in the palm just now.
"Jin Jianfeng, I'm going to kill you!"
Squirting out a mouthful of blood, Xue Wushuang reluctantly stood up. He, a dignified first-level tutor, was slapped in the face. If this spread, he would be embarrassed to stay in the Imperial College in the future.
Holding a long sword, he rushed towards Jin Jianfeng, having lost his mind.
"If you are looking for death, I will help you!"
A hint of coldness flashed deep in Jin Jianfeng's eyes, and he formed seals with his hands. A dark vortex appeared in front of him, creating a huge suction force and causing all the surrounding gravel to fly up.
"Stop it all!"
Fan Zhen has been standing in the corner. If he doesn't stand up now, things will get out of hand.
The power of the true elixir enveloped the entire martial arts arena, and those in the innate realm were so frightened that they crawled on the spot, unable to withstand the pressure of the true elixir realm.
Jin Jianfeng put away his handprints, returned to his lazy look, picked up the wine gourd at his waist, and took a big sip.
Xue Wushuang's face was gloomy and terrifying, she put away her sword with a look of hatred on her face.
"Dean, you have to make the decision for me! This kid has killed people repeatedly. According to the rules of the college, he should be killed."
After beating him up first, Xue Wushuang sounded like he was crying, wanting to punish Liu Wuxie severely.
"I know the whole story. I don't want to say too much. This year's party ends here. You two come with me!"
Fan Zhen glanced around and announced that the party was over.
"What's going on? Dean doesn't punish Liu Wuxie?"
Everyone looked puzzled. Liu Wuxie killed so many people and just let it go?
"How to punish him? Everything today is a trap set by the Xue family. Liu Wuxie is just protecting himself. If we really punish him, it will chill people's hearts."
Many people still understand the truth and what Liu Wuxie did was out of necessity.
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