There was a little uproar around.

With the blessing of anger, Liu Hao's aura was almost approaching the Sixth Duan of the Martial Arts.

Yang Zhengyi shook his bangs on his forehead and his expression changed slightly.

If this continues, with the cultivation of the three sword disciples of the prodigal son, he will inevitably be seriously injured!

Prodigal son, dangerous.

Um?

Suddenly, Yang Zhengyi's eyes froze.

He saw Fang Lang take a step back and draw a sword. However, the momentum on his body suddenly changed, becoming... like a sword that had not yet been unsheathed.

The wind around it seemed like Fang Lang's sword energy was accumulating!

He seemed to hear a faint sword roar!

He seemed to see the wooden sword in Fang Lang's hand... trembling!

Not only Yang Zhengyi, but Ni Wen, who was originally worried about Fang Lang, was also a little surprised and surprised at this moment, and her eyes lit up slightly.

It turned out that it was not an illusion. She really felt the same kind of aura in Fang Lang.

Liu Hao's eyes were full of fierceness. His almost distorted jealousy towards the rich children was completely vented at this moment, and he vented it on Fang Lang!

On his body, the blood and blood seemed to be roaring with anger, sounding one after another.

Five consecutive tones!

Five martial artists!

The momentum is in full swing!

In the last step, the toes were lit and the blue bricks on the painted floor suddenly cracked.

Liu Hao jumped up, Ling Nian locked Fang Lang tightly, twisted his waist forty-five degrees, raised a punch, and smashed it down in front of Fang Lang's head!

There are waves of air scattering in ripples.

This momentum caused a burst of exclamation around him!

Fang Lang maintained his sword drawing like a sculpture, focusing on his mind, and the surrounding pictures seemed to change...

The wind and snow were as sharp as a sudden blow. He borrowed the wind from the heavy snow and cut open the ice and snow in front of him.

In Fang Lang's body, the spiritual energy was circulating, and the sword energy gushed. In an instant, it was like knocking through a shackle, with five consecutive sword roars!

Five sword disciples!

The students of the academy watching the battle were stunned, and the next moment, an uproar came one after another!

Fang Lang...How could he be the Five Swordsman?!

Isn't he three-stage?

Many people understand that Fang Lang's confidence...is his own cultivation level after his breakthrough!

Liu Hao's face did not change, his movements did not retreat, and he punched him in the head!

At this moment, Fang Lang raised his head and stared at Liu Hao with his eyes.

The line of sight is like the overlap of two parallel space-time.

Liu Hao trembled suddenly, and he saw himself in Fang Lang's eyes, and he... seemed to have turned into a piece of snow, and was cut into two halves!

The sword energy suddenly burst out!

The clouds in the sky block the sun.

Fang Lang drew his sword!

Originally, Liu Hao's spiritual thought that locked on Fang Lang seemed to be suddenly split!

quick!

Extremely fast!

This sword was extremely fast!

Sword drawing skills, swordsman specializes in!

A sword.

Draw.

Liu Hao's punch only felt hit by a huge force.

There was a loud "bang" sound!

The chains and cowhide on the fist were broken, and the fist was broken into flesh and blood, and the blood was like cold plums, constantly falling to the ground.

Liu Hao fell to the ground, slid a little far away, covered his hands, gritted his teeth, and his masseter muscles raised. After a long time, he still couldn't help but screamed in pain.

The whole audience was dead silent.

With one sword, it’s straightforward.

The students around were shocked!

Who are you kidding?

With this swordsmanship, only 23 out of the college entrance examination?

Fang Lang breathed out a sigh of relief.

The clouds in the sky break open and the sun shines.

The boy looked at Ni Wen, who was blinking in shock in the distance, leaning on the cracked wooden sword, raised his chin, and the golden sunlight spread over the green shirt, and spoke gently.

"I won."

“Wait for a meeting.”
Chapter completed!