Heavenly God Mnemonic

The students who hadn't dispersed around immediately sensed the True Qi fluctuations, and they all galloped over in horror, watching the excitement in the distance.

"That's... Zuo Heng, fifth on the Qianlong list!"

"Who is that kid who dared to provoke Zuo Heng, really looking for death."

"No matter who that kid is, he's dead. Tsk tsk, there will be another ray of dead soul in the mirror ground."

Suddenly more than a dozen figures flew in and divided into two factions, falling on the side of Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Heng respectively.

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "You..."

There were six people who came, including Liu Cheng, Meng Rui, Yue Qiang, Du Ruo, Duan Weiwei, and Xiao Feng.

They were all cultivating in the mirror ground and were thrown out inexplicably, and when they found Yang Qingxuan, they all came forward.

Xiao Feng looked at the murderous people on the opposite side, and said bitterly: "Yang Qingxuan, why did you provoke the "Huamu" people."

Yang Qingxuan questioned: "Huamu?"

Duan Weiwei said: "It's the name of an organization in the inner courtyard. Zuo Heng is the boss of this generation of Huamu. To put it bluntly, this organization was originally established by the ancestors of the Zuo family in the college and passed down from generation to generation."

Seven or eight figures all fell behind Zuo Heng, all of them looking bad, one of them shouted, "Boss, what's wrong?"

Zuo Heng said coldly: "There is a scum that is looking for death."

Several people in Huamu looked at Yang Qingxuan, one of them looked weird and suddenly said, "Yang Qingxuan?"

When these three words came out, as if there was a magical power, the faces of several people changed.

Their floral organization, naturally knowing about Zuo Heng and Yang Qingxuan, frowned.

The surrounding area also exploded.

"Yang Qingxuan? Is that Wu Qiyue's lover?"

"Famous is not as good as meeting. I finally saw a real person today, and it really looked like death."

"In this world, what I like most is to slap those who are overpowered in the face."

"I heard that they still have an agreement for a war, I don't know if it will be advanced."

All kinds of comments came, and more than a dozen people from Huamu came over, all standing behind Zuo Heng, unscrupulously releasing their aura. It brought tremendous pressure to Meng Rui and others.

"Boss, if it's not convenient for you to shoot, let me come."

In the flowers and trees, a tall and thin man in gray came out, with a thin face and a sword-like figure, giving a sense of fierceness.

A one-eyed student said coldly: "Whether you let Wu Hong teach him, it's important to have self-knowledge, lest you really think that you are qualified to work with the boss. Such newcomers die every year."

"Hehe, it's shameful!"

The one-eyed woman in a floral robe snickered and said, "In this world, people who do not rely on strength, but on cheeks, are all hooligans. It's really shameful. The old meeting promised to fight with you was entirely for Wu Qiyue. Face, take care of the girl’s emotions, you don’t really think you are qualified to fight the boss, do you? Hee hee, it’s shameful, if I were this man, I would be hit to death. To deceive an ignorant girl."

One-eyed sneered: "Meijuan, don't you hit others like that. It's not easy for this kid to try to make Wu Qiyue happy."

"Shut up all to me!"

Zuo Heng was suddenly furious, his face gloomy, One-Eyed and Meijuan immediately closed their mouths, not daring to say any more.

Zuo Heng looked around for a few times, but did not see Wu Qiyue's figure, and said coldly: "Okay, Wu Hong, go and teach him, let him know a little bit about being a newcomer."

"Yes, boss!"

Wu Hong licked his lower lip and said with a smile: "It's a pity that he understood this truth too late. If there is a memory after death, remember to keep it in his mind and take it to the afterlife!"

When the voice fell, his steps flashed, and his figure was like a sword, and he appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan in an instant, the speed was almost in the blink of an eye.

A big sword more than eight feet long, longer than Wu Hong's whole person, came out of thin air, and it was slashed down on the spot!

"boom!"

Yang Qingxuan grabbed the fighting ghosts and stood in front of him.

When the two swords collided, a burst of sword energy shot open, fierce. The surrounding Meng Rui and others were shocked physically and mentally, unable to resist the sword power, and hurriedly retreated.

"Die!"

Wu Hong sullen face, shouted, holding a huge sword to deceive him, the sword body pressed down, as heavy as Mount Tai. Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, and his body kept sliding backwards under pressure.

The sword aura of the two of them dissipated, and his robe was blowing and hunting.

"Humph."

After slipping more than ten feet away, Yang Qingxuan suddenly let out a cold snort, and with force with both arms, he grabbed Douguishen and pushed it up, holding the power of the giant sword.

"Ok?"

Wu Hong frowned, his eyes shot murderous, and said coldly: "You ants, you can hold my sword, which makes me very dissatisfied."

The surrounding students exclaimed, and said: "Hold it! How could it be possible? Wu Hong is the 21st strongest on the Qianlong list and a backbone member of Huamu!"

Another said: "It hasn't started yet, what's the fuss about? Wu Hong hasn't started to exert his strength yet, I am afraid that he wants to torture this kid more and vent his anger to Zuo Heng."

Yang Qingxuan was speechless, and sneered: "It's really a big silly-force, silly-force every year, especially this year!"

After that, he lifted his left hand, brought his fingers together, and a bit of lustrous light appeared on the fingertips, showing a tendency to break the bamboo, and he clicked on Wu Hong's face.

The sharp fingers flew like a sword qi in the sky, and the split face hurt.

Wu Hong was startled, and the big sword flicked. Sword energy exploded on the sword, shaking Yang Qingxuan back several steps.

Suddenly, a group of thunder and lightning condensed in the sky, which flew down violently.

Wu Hong raised his sword and blocked himself behind.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of explosions made the sword flash with thunder.

Du Ruo and others all surrounded Wu Hong and stood around Wu Hong in a certain position, forming a siege.

"Haha, Wu Hong is going to be gnawed by these ants. I really want to see how he was beaten up. It saves him a cold look every day."

Among Huamu's few people, a woman covered her mouth and smiled.

The one-eyed sneered, and said: "No matter how many ants there are, it is impossible to kill the elephant. Your wish will come to nothing."

Yang Qingxuan said: "You all get out of the way, I am enough."

Du Ruo said: "Don't try hard, we will advance and retreat together with you!"

Yue Qiang also shouted: "Yes, live and die together, advance and retreat together!"

Meng Rui said: "This is not a fight alone. You don't need to be arrogant or care about face."

Several people thought that Yang Qingxuan was brave or unable to give up face.

Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly, but there was still a warm current in his heart.

"If that's the case, then you all go to die together!"

Wu Hong's complexion sank, and the sword raised. Yang Qingxuan originally blocked his sword, which made him feel very shameless. Now he is besieged by a group of freshmen, and he is even more angry. He left without mercy, the sword power actually enveloped all seven!