Strongest Demonic Fiend System

Under the loud cheers of the students in the Wuling Academy. !

Not long.

A figure was pressed out.

This person is not Cui Haocheng, who else?

but.

At this time, Cui Haocheng was obviously in a semi-comatose state, depressed and depressed.

At a glance, I knew what evil poison was.

And it was Tan Zilong, the great elder of Wuling Academy, who pressed Cui Haocheng.

The elder escorted him personally, which shows how important this matter is to the entire Wuling Academy.

"Everyone, this is Cui Haocheng, who is well-known in the Holy Spirit Academy's Tianban. He killed countless monks in our Wuling Academy."

"Today, I will use his blood to worship the dead cultivators!"

Once Tan Zilong appeared in the square, he forced Cui Haocheng to kneel on the ground.

Its loud voice is diffuse and open, ringing in everyone's ears.

"Kill! Kill him!"

"Yes, kill him quickly and take revenge for the seniors!"

"..."

Hundreds of monk students underneath, all kinds of voices rose to the sky.

Everyone is excited.

What reason do they have for not being passionate about such things as shame for the Wuling Academy?

But the funny thing is.

They don't even know the truth of the matter.

None of them had seen Cui Haocheng kill their students from the Wuling Academy.

Even if there is, it is the cultivator student **** it!

Hearing the cheers of millions of cultivators, Tan Zilong grinned lightly.

He didn't rush to do it, but waited.

Waiting for Duan Feng to appear.

He had already made the announcement widely.

He has that confidence, Duan Feng will definitely know, and will rush over with all his strength.

Even if you can't get here in time, so what?

There is no harm to him either.

Let them wait a few more days at most.

"Duan Feng, Duan Feng, you killed so many people in our Wuling Academy, and now I gently kill one of your brothers, which can be regarded as giving you some lessons."

Tan Zilong grinned lightly, and said inwardly.

After another passionate vent.

Tan Zilong looked up at Void, and squinted his eyes slightly.

Then he waved his hand, motioning to the brawny man holding the big sword high, and slowly said: "It's three quarters in the afternoon, let's do it."

"Good elder!"

The burly man's face trembled for a while, nodded, and raised the sword in his hand high.

Under the sun's rays, the sword glowed with dazzling light.

But Cui Haocheng, who was kneeling on the ground, had no resistance.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word, the whole person was muddled, giving people a feeling of not being angry at all.

In order to completely block Cui Haocheng's mouth, Tan Zilong gave the former a high-grade pill "Hyunxi Pill".

Halo Xi Dan not only makes it impossible to release the spiritual power in the body, but also effectively dominates the person's head, causing it to fall into a semi-drowsy state.

"Die!"

The brawny man holding the big sword screamed, and then swiped it down fiercely.

When the millions of cultivators underneath saw this, they all screamed like climaxes, like chicken blood.

"puff!"

The sound of blood splashing sounded.

It was accompanied by a wailing and screaming sound.

As soon as the wailing and screaming sounded, it caused the millions of cultivators in the entire square to stop instantly.

"Well?"

At this time, Tan Zilong was closing his eyes tightly.

According to his expectation, the monk students in the entire square should be more fanatical.

How come there is no sound anymore like it suddenly turned off?

and.

Cui Haocheng obviously took the Halo-Relief Pill, and after being beheaded, there shouldn't be any screams?

He slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was the brawny man rolling wildly on the ground.

His entire left arm has been cut off.

The wailing and screaming sound also came from his mouth.

"How could this be?"

"Why is this?"

After being still, the millions of cultivators below made incredible noises.

"Since it's already here, why shrink back?"

Tan Zilong shouted coldly in a certain direction.

"Who?"

"Who the **** is here?"

With doubtful eyes, they followed the direction Tan Zilong was looking at.

quickly.

There were two figures, tearing the void, slowly stepping out.

What surprised all the cultivators was that the two people in front of them were too young.

Too young to make them feel terrible!

"Duan Feng, you still have the face to come to our Wuling Academy?"

Tan Zilong scolded coldly.

"Duan Feng? Is that guy Duan Feng who killed our senior in the Spirit Academy Competition?"

"It's awful, it's incredible to imagine that you are younger."

"That guy is very powerful, but he wants to save the criminal with his own power. I'm afraid he is a bit whimsical, right?"

As the word "Duan Feng" came into my ears, shouts of shouts sounded again.

Facing Tan Zilong's yelling voice, Duan Feng didn't pay any attention, but slowly turned his gaze to Cui Haocheng.

The man who had severed his hand had already been helped down the square.

At this time, Cui Haocheng was still kneeling on the ground, in a trance.

Even for his arrival, there was no reaction at all.

"What the **** did you do to my brother?!"

Duan Feng's expression instantly stern and severe ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ screamed.

"What can I do? I just took him back in accordance with the rules of our Wuling Academy."

Tan Zilong showed a smile in his eyes.

As he expected, Duan Feng really appeared.

This is exactly what he wants.

"Is this the style of your Wuling Academy? If you want to move me, Duan Feng is always welcome."

"But you have impounded an unwarranted charge on my brother's head, what do you mean?"

"Are you worthy of being the five major courtyards?"

Duan Fengzheng clung to his iron bones, yelling out every word.

"Duan Feng, you are presumptuous, you must remember that this is our Wuling Academy, this is not your presumptuous place!!!"

"Come on, take him down!"

How could Tan Zilong, who was not so broad-minded, able to bear Duan Feng in the face of millions of cultivators?

He immediately shouted angrily.

"Yes! Great Elder!!"

A dozen figures nodded, and after an instant, they surrounded Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng.

These dozens of people are all elites at the level of martial arts teachers, and the lowest strength is also the third-rank supreme.

For Duan Feng, Tan Zilong is naturally impossible to make a shot himself.

After all, millions of cultivators were watching.

Therefore, he arranged these thirteen elites early in the morning.

In order to directly zhìfú Duan Feng in full view of everyone!