A sword king was frightened by this formation. Four absolutely high-level sword masters, each with one combat skill, could destroy them.
Just as they thought, since they became Ying Mochou's lackeys, they should consider the consequences of doing evil today.
"Split Slash!"
"Thunder kills!"
"The Earth Splits!"
"Flying Blood Sudden Kill!"
The four-strike Xuan-level battle technique and the flash of green and golden light completely covered the fear and shouts of more than ten people. Massacre was also going on here.
"A bunch of trash! Get rid of them quickly! Get rid of them!"
Ying Changkong commanded the guards to fight against Long Tianyu's men, and they had an absolute advantage in numbers.
"Dangdangdang..."
A group of people suddenly appeared outside the university grounds. They were nearly two thousand men in their twenties, all wearing black short-sleeved cloth armor and with a small dragon tattooed on their right arm. From a distance, they looked like muddy mud loaches.
The arrival of these two thousand people instantly changed the situation. It was an overwhelming change, because the lowest level of these nearly two thousand people was also a high-level swordsman, and when their fighting spirit was activated, they were completely one against two!
"boom!"
Ying Mochou rushed out of the mound, and this injury was nothing to him.
"Qiu Feng! You are looking for death!"
Seeing the injuries on his body, Ying Mochou became furious, and his fighting spirit was fully activated. The air around him became thick and heavy.
"Father! Father is not good!"
Ying Changkong rolled and crawled, ran to Ying Mochou and said hurriedly: "All the thousand guards outside our perimeter have been killed. Now our people are no match for the people who are coming!"
"What did you say!"
Ying Mochou couldn't believe that his men were killed so quickly. He saw that some spectators on the stage were already taking the opportunity to escape, and the guards from the two sides began to fight each other.
Ying Mochou took a closer look and saw that there was a small dragon on the arm of each guard. They were all young people in their twenties, ranging from fifth-level swordsmen to ninth-level swordsmen.
"Dragon Guard Elite! Why? Why are the Dragon Guard Elite here!"
"Why not? I said Ying Mochou, you betrayed the Tianlong Empire, as the leader of the elite group, of course I will destroy you!"
Ke Luo Xi pulled out the giant sword, full of fighting spirit, killed the last two eagles and brought Mochou the Sword King.
In the audience, the second-level water magician, the fourth-level sword king Qiu Feng, and five of the top eight were all staring at Ying Mochou to prevent his sudden attack.
Long Ling stood at the front of the Tianlong Empire Stand. Her mission was to protect the people inside.
Murong Qingyue and Shangguan Lingshuang were hiding quietly inside. They knew that it would be useless if they went out and they would become a burden.
Three ninth-level peak sword sects slowly approached Long Tianyu. They knew that this person was the real master. Although the third princess Long Tianwei was in the Tianlong Empire stand behind, the person with the Golden Dragon Order was more important than the princess.
Looking at the three sword sects, Ying Mochou couldn't believe his eyes.
"A-level Storm Mercenary Captain Bao Lei! A-Level Poison Rose Mercenary Captain Du Mei! A-Level Sky Mercenary Leader Cang Xuan! Why are you three here?"
Baolei walked at the front and said with a smile: "Ying Mochou, have you ever heard that the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows? Those who know how to catch it will catch it now!"
"So, you already knew our plan?"
Ying Mochou clenched his fist. Xue Hongfei ran away yesterday with the people from the Blood Feather Empire. These three thousand guards were given by him, and he should not have revealed the information.
"Ying Mochou, do you still want to resist?"
Feng Yuanshan stood aside. He did not expect that the Tianlong Empire would show up with so many people, and these people were not brought by Xuan Lunhai and Long Tianwei. Judging from the situation, these people were more obedient to Qiu Feng. After all, he was a
What kind of person?
"Hahaha! Feng Yuanshan, you are too arrogant. How many of you are there? Four sword sects, a first-level sword master, a great mage, and two unworthy boys also want to fight against me?
"
"Ying Mochou! You are the one who is arrogant!"
The mound of soil beside the round platform loosened, and there was a loud roar of fighting spirit. The pieces of gravel turned into powder, but the wind soul stood there intact, not appearing to be seriously injured at all.
"Impossible! Fenghun, you didn't die even under my palms!"
"Ying Mochou, I thought you were too ambitious back then. I thought your ambition had become dull over the years, but I was wrong."
Another old voice came out from the earth, and as soon as green light appeared, the earth exploded, and an old man bent over and walked out. This person was Feng Guyu.
"Feng Guyu, you're actually fine!"
"Hmph! The Yun Sect is having a meeting today, so you must have gotten along with it! With your little trick, you can still hide it from us. Even my junior Feng Xinyao guessed your plot two days ago. As for this injury
, I have lived in Fenggu Territory for five hundred years, and there are countless treasures around me. It is easy to find two pieces of treasure armor that can withstand an attack!"
Seeing this scene, Ying Mochou looked up to the sky and laughed, "So what if you all come together! I have already half-stepped into the Sword Master, and you are at least equal to me!"
Everyone frowned, Ying Mochou was right, although there were many of them, their strength was far inferior to Ying Mochou.
"Huh!" A sweet laugh came from Murong Xueyi.
She actually smiled, very happily, but it made people feel that it was very scary to do this suddenly, "Senior Ying Mochou, you said that the little girl is a little person with no status, and the little girl refused to accept it! So the little girl decided to let you know today
My awesomeness!"
Ying Mochou laughed after hearing this, "Haha! A second-level magician, let me know how powerful you are? A tenth-level magic can't hurt me at all! Ignorant girl, people in the Tianlong Empire call you the most talented woman, is it just your IQ!"
Everyone was silent, but they did not laugh at Murong Xueyi, because she had confidence written on her face. Murong Xueyi was the most evil woman they had ever seen. Every word she said would make people feel terrified, and today was no exception.
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"Then let Senior Ying take over the little girl's magic trick!"
Murong Xueyi held the staff easily, without the feeling of using tenth-level magic. The ice elements condensed on the staff at high speed, but it gave the impression that it was only an eighth-level magic.
"It's just an eighth-level magic! I can block it with one hand!" Ying Mochou didn't panic. His Ying Sect army was coming. He had consumed a lot of fighting energy just now, and now he can recover.
"Ice magic!"
After Murong Xueyi's sweet voice, magic did not appear immediately, but a majestic voice appeared, "God has given power! Let me destroy it! The evil in this world! Break out! Amazing magic!"
No one saw anyone, but they discovered that behind Murong Xueyi appeared a tall magic element figure, a beautiful goddess. She was closing her eyes tightly and opening her arms, activating the ice elements in this area.
"It's the phantom of the Ice and Snow Goddess, the thirteenth level forbidden curse! Everyone, get out of the way!"
Feng Guyu was well-informed and reminded everyone that he had already stayed far away.
"Go! Thirteenth level magic! Human forbidden curse! The anger of the ice and snow goddess!"
Suddenly, the entire audience turned into a sea of ice elements. The dazzling blue and cold ice elements all rushed towards Ying Mochou on the VIP stage as Murong Xueyi pointed!
"No! It's impossible! It's impossible for a magician to cast magic above the tenth level! Impossible!"
The air had dropped by more than ten degrees, the sound of impact from the solid ice was rumbling, and the entire VIP table was instantly wiped out.
Everyone was lying on the ground to avoid being affected by this terrifying magic!
"Damn it, Murong Xueyi, this bastard, needs to use the forbidden curse first!" Long Tianyu was the closest to her just now, and he was too slow to dodge, so he got a piece of flying ice on his butt, and it still hurts badly.