The rest of the parts were instantly pierced by golden feathers, and the golden feathers were immediately covered with blood.
The Golden-winged Flying Cloud Leopard was seriously injured by Chu Feiyun's sudden sword, but at this time he was severely injured by the old demon Iron Clawed Lion Eagle. His strength was no more than one-tenth of his peak state. Looking at the black heavy sword in Chu Feiyun's hand, which was entangled by the true color and true energy, it was really scared. It was not easy to cultivate to the seventh-level transformation realm as a spirit beast. It had no deep feelings with Huangfu Zixuan, and he could not die here for him. After measuring the Golden-winged Flying Cloud Leopard, he directly shook his wings and flew up in the sky. Thirty-six strategies were the best...!
"Fake it, everything is fake..."
Chu Feiyun was still roaring, his eyes had completely turned red, and there was only killing. As soon as the golden-winged flying cloud leopard flew into the air, he saw a black black sword light that was five or six meters long and half a meter wide slashing towards him. This was really too sudden. The golden-winged flying cloud leopard twisted his body and avoided the vital points, but his two front legs were cut off by the black black sword light and sword...
"Aoah...
A miserable roar from the golden-winged flying cloud leopard came out, and blood poured down from the broken leg. However, the golden-winged flying cloud leopard knew that the situation was serious at this time. Fortunately, the wing was not injured, so it was about to fly to the distance, however:
"Die, you all want to die..."
Chu Feiyun took the Sky Fire Thunder Chain from his body and swung it into the sky. The black chain instantly entangled the golden-winged flying cloud leopard. The purple arc immediately jumped onto the body of the golden-winged flying cloud leopard. The golden-winged flying cloud leopard screamed and became burnt. Chu Feiyun suddenly pulled it out of the air with force. The huge body of the golden-winged flying cloud leopard, which was more than ten meters long and five meters high, suddenly fell on the ring.
"No...no..."
Huangfu Jichen was about to lose another future ninth-level spirit beast. Even though Huangfu Huangdi's country has great achievements, the ninth-level spirit beast is not a cabbage! Two died in Chu Feiyun's hands today, and this one is even a seventh-level spirit beast that has transformed... But he really had no choice. He had proposed to continue the competition before, but who would have thought that Chu Feiyun could even transform into a demon? Huangfu Jichen was so eager to cry without tears at this time!
"die…"
Chu Feiyun jumped to the side of the Golden-winged Flying Cloud Leopard, and his sword fell. The black black sword light shone across the head of the Golden-winged Flying Cloud Leopard. The head of the Golden-winged Flying Cloud Leopard was rumbling on the ring with blood. The blood on his neck gushes out like a fountain. Chu Feiyun's entire upper body was completely stained with blood. His face was covered with blood, and his long black hair was wet and stained with blood. Coupled with the pair of red eyes, Chu Feiyun was like a bloodthirsty maniac at this time.
"Die, you all want to die..."
At this moment, Chu Feiyun only had killing, killing, killing, killing everything he saw in front of him. This was the result of demonization that could not be controlled. That was to become a murderous demon king and killing everyone he saw. Chu Feiyun was like this now, but he did not have a foul and the game continued. Chu Feiyun held the Destroying Sword dyed with blood and dripping blood and walked towards Huangfu Zixuan step by step. The black light on his body became even more intense, and the black true energy boiled completely. Wherever the black sword light was held on the ground was a deep gully.
Huangfu Zixuan was hit hard again under the flame gossip of Black Bean and White Bean. At this time, he was at the end of his strength and had no power to fight again.
"You...you...you don't come here..."
Huangfu Zixuan's voice trembled. He was really scared when he looked at Chu Feiyun's ferocious face with bloody face. For the first time, Huangfu Zixuan felt that death was so close to him. He really didn't want to die. He was a sweetheart in the Tiandao Academy. He would make achievements, marry a princess, and reach the peak of the mainland. He didn't want to die. In his eyes, Chu Feiyun was not a human, but a devil.
"No... don't kill me... don't... I beg you, I beg you... don't..."
Chu Feiyun was still walking towards Huangfu Zixuan step by step. Huangfu Zixuan was spreading his hands and feet on the ground and rolling and crawling forward. While moving his mouth, he shouted, begging Chu Feiyun to let him go. He really regretted that he had faced the challenge. He regretted that he did not solve this kid quickly at the beginning. Now he has become his own death-seeking ghost. He doesn't want to die...
"I can't die, I can't die," Huangfu Zixuan shouted in his heart, but how could he crawl faster than Chu Feiyun's speed? After three breaths, Chu Feiyun walked in front of him...
"I admit defeat...Referee, I admit defeat, I admit defeat..."
Huangfu Zixuan's voice spread throughout the square. Huangfu Zixuan, the champion of the Tiandao Competition, was actually forced to admit defeat by a first-year kid. The face and face of Tiandao Academy, the most important thing about Tiandao Academy is face, and at this moment, his face is ruined.
"I recognize..."
"puff…"
Blood splattered everywhere, Huangfu Zixuan was cut in half, his eyes were still full of astonishment, and the heat intestines and internal organs were spilling all over the ground, and the blood dyed the ground red. The scene was extremely terrifying, and he actually took action. This was the last sentence in Huangfu Zixuan's mind.
"Kill... Kill..."
"Is he a devil?"
“It’s so scary…”
"Huangfu Zixuan has already admitted defeat and was actually killed..."
...
Huangfu Jichen slapped the table and shouted loudly: "This son is already a demon-loving blood head, despising the rules of the competition. Zikang, Zihe, Zihuangfu, Ziliang, I will order you and the four of you to go to the ring to kill this son now..."
"yes…"
The four of them spoke in one voice, and four figures flew out in an instant. No one dared to say anything anymore, because Chu Feiyun really committed a foul. It was a taboo to kill after his opponent gave up.
These four people and Huangfu Zixuan are orphans adopted by Huangfu Jichen. They all have the word "zi" in their names. They grew up together since childhood. Huangfu Zixuan is the youngest, but his talent is the best and most loved by Huangfu Jichen. But these four people are also extraordinary. Although they are all twenty-seven or eight years old in the grade, their strength has reached the realm of Martial Saint. Among them, Huangfu Zi, the strongest among them, has reached the realm of Martial Saint High-level Great Perfection, and the remaining three people have also reached the realm of Martial Saint Mid-level Small Perfection.
"Wenjing, Muchen, Tianya, Tianwuren, you four stop the four of them. I will take care of what happened. Chu Feiyun won such honor for me, Tianlong, and he would save his life no matter what he said."
"yes…"
Tian Wenjing, Li Muchen, Tianya, Tianwuren flew out at a very fast speed...
The referee was already very anxious because Huangfu Zixuan's identity was so important. He was a talent for the Empire. However, the game was just a game. After Huangfu Hefei's game, all the referees were seriously told to refer completely according to the rules of the conference. Chu Feiyun had no fouls before. He could not save Huangfu Zixuan, but now Huangfu Zixuan had already called for admitting defeat. Chu Feiyun actually made a killer. This completely violated the rules of the game. The referee finally felt angry. He shouted to Chu Feiyun: "Chu Feiyun, Huangfu Zixuan has admitted defeat. You still killed him. According to the rules of the conference, you will be executed... What do you have to say..."
"Betrayal, why do you want to betray..."
Chu Feiyun turned his head and was still screaming. He walked towards the referee step by step. His red eyes immediately made the referee feel cold on his spine.
"You, what are you going to do...you..."
Chu Feiyun walked towards the referee step by step with the Pok-Destroying Sword dyed with blood and still dripping with Huangfu Zixuan's blood. The referee also felt something was wrong and retreated step by step...
"You...you...what are you going to do...you have already committed a foul, you..."
"puff…"
A head full of incredible expression on his face flew out... Only a headless corpse was left, and blood from his neck burst out like a fountain.
In fact, the referee's strength is only among the small perfections of the Martial Saint's initial level. Usually, those who choose to be referees are qualified and old, so they choose this profession to be more relaxed and comfortable. If the referee knew that he would end like this, he would never choose to be referee at the beginning.
"Kill... Kill..."
"He was really infatuated. He even killed the referee. This..."
“This game is really…”
"this…"
...
At this time, everyone could no longer use words to describe what they were thinking in their hearts. Killing the referee would happen, what else would Chu Feiyun dare not do?
"Aunt...we aren't going to do it yet?"
Chu Feng said anxiously as he looked at Chu Feiyun on the stage.
"It's not too late yet. Let Tianlong Academy involve Tiandao Academy for a while. Yun'er is not in danger yet. Let's not take action for the time being. When the sect's support comes, we will rescue Yun'er directly..."
Now Chu Feiyun is temporarily safe, and Chu Ruoshui is still waiting for the opportunity.
"Old Wuji, do you know what you are doing?"
Huangfu Jichen was furious when he saw Tian Wuming sending someone to stop him. I had no choice but to ignore him before, and no one can stop me now.
"Hmph, it's impossible to want Boy Yun's life. How many years have I produced such a genius in Tianlong Academy? I can't let him die here..."
Tian Wuming started to show off his face. Anyway, he had already sacrificed his old face. His face was worth a few dollars. The most important thing now is to save Chu Feiyun's life.
"Okay, Wuji, in this hand, my Tiandao Academy lost two talented students, three future ninth-level spirit beasts, and a referee of the Martial Saint-level, you should play with me now, okay, I want to see if you are the Tianlong Academy, or the Tiandao Academy, and the people of the Tiandao Academy are obeying the orders. All the people of the Wu Emperor will go out and kill the little ghost for me... The one who kills the little ghost will reward ten kilograms of Holy Spring Source Liquid..."