Sun Ang did not move, but faced Tao Jinpeng who was already rushing towards him, but he did not use his magic skills again.

Tao Jinpeng roared: "You can't be my opponent! You have just broken through the realm of life lamp, and your Yuanxi is far less powerful than me, and you will also consume you to death! You think you are smart and want to lead me into the trap. Unfortunately, this young master saw through your clumsy strategy at a glance. Without the help of that Mahayana talisman seal, you have no chance to win at all!"

Sun Ang suddenly smiled and asked in an understatement: "Is that true?"

Before he finished speaking, Tao Jinpeng felt something was wrong - or, it should be said, he felt something was too right. Because Sun Ang was standing there, his whole aura changed and everything became justified.

That sword should be in his hands.

He should be the one standing here at this time.

Everything was so correct that Tao Jinpeng suddenly thought that the person who defeated him at this time was him! It should be.

This scared Tao Jinpeng so much that he couldn't help but shake his hand slightly. He was about to force himself to remove this strange idea from his mind, but Sun Ang had already seized the opportunity.

The Immortal Emperor comes from the sky with a sword.

Tao Jinpeng felt that everything around him was collapsing, and the terrifying sword light blew around like a strong wind, blowing all the sword lights of his sword into pieces.

After a moment, the strength of the sword had swept over, blowing his body into the air, like a cold clothes ripped everywhere in the cold wind, flying all over the sky.

Dong!

Tao Jinpeng fell firmly to the ground, and Sun Ang walked slowly, while Tao Jinpeng, as a loser, had his face downward and smashed into the soil, and could only see the winner's upper.

"Ah--" He roared angrily and rushed up, regardless of the heavy injuries on his body: "I will not be a loser! Sun Ang, I, Tao Jinpeng, will not fail! In this battle, you are the only one who falls!"

He grabbed the Haiying Pill and swallowed it hard.

As soon as he entered the abdomen, the effect of the fifth-level spiritual pill immediately appeared, just like countless sharp blades, shattering the esophagus, stomach, and internal organs from his throat. He roared to the sky with a roar: "Ah! Sun Ang, it's all your fault. I have to bear such pain in order to defeat you! I won't let myself suffer in vain. I must kill you, kill you with the most cruel means!"

Boom! A momentum surged into the sky, and Tao Jinpeng's mid-stage life lamp realm, which had been bound by him for a long time, finally broke through and was promoted to the late stage of the mid-stage life lamp realm!

The powerful force surged in his body, and streams of Yuanji rushed out of his body, and kept spinning around him. He still needed a little time to restrain these forces for my use.

But Sun Ang's hands shook, and two red and blue balls of Yuanxi were already flying over: "Talk!"

Then he turned around and left casually, without having to look at the results.

boom!

The loud noise shook the sky, and the earth trembled. An explosive cloud of mushrooms soared into the sky, and layers of air waves rolled.

When Tao Jinpeng jumped up, he felt something was wrong. His water and fire are now inseparable from a fatal flaw, and the activation time is too long.

Fortunately, Tao Jinpeng swallowed the spiritual pill and it took a certain amount of time to take the medicine. However, Tao Jinpeng, a fool, did not be vigilant to prevent Sun Ang from taking the opportunity to attack, but stood there and bragged.

This just happened to give Sun Ang the opportunity to launch a "no matter how we are."

"I'm still chatting in the battle. Who will I blow if I don't blow up?"

The waves of air were filled with light, and Sun Ang suddenly felt something. When he turned around, in the martial arts of Nantianmen behind him, the magic sword Wuzhao flew up in the air with a sound, aiming at the Yin-Yang sword Wuzhao, which was dead and was about to dissipate, slashed down with one sword.

"Call!"

The Yin-Yang Sword Wu Zhao was cut off and turned into a strange psychic light mist. Several of them were circling and absorbed by the Divine Sword Wu Zhao.

Sun Ang observed carefully and swallowed the sword Wu Zhao's sword and condensed a strange spirit bead. The spirit bead was originally colorless, but at this time it felt like dividing the Yin and Yang yin!

Sun Ang muttered in his heart that his martial arts pictures were really strange, and even the second martial arts pictures were a "blood-thirsty" person.

He tried to activate the magic sword martial arts, but he couldn't see any improvement at the moment, but he thought that he would find it sooner or later, so he was not in a hurry to extinguish the martial arts and slowly returned to the invisible.

Poor Tao Jinpeng, he was willing to pay a huge price and was ready to teach Sun Ang a lesson, but he did not succeed in his career and did not even fully utilize the effect of the spiritual pill, so he was blown to pieces by someone with a wave of his hand.

Sun Ang’s only regret is that because “water and fire are incompatible” is too domineering, and Tao Jinpeng’s harvest is all broken. Otherwise, if he is a black man and he will definitely be the first in this assessment.

The battle between the two was quite disturbing. Sun Ang did not stay on the battlefield for a long time. After winning, he immediately erased all his traces and quietly penetrated into a forest and disappeared.

Not long after he left, a mentor appeared on the battlefield. Seeing the damage caused by the scene, his face changed: "The two sides of the battle are at least in the middle stage of the Life Lamp Realm! What's going on? Among the junior disciples, there is only Sun Ang in the middle stage of the Life Lamp Realm, is it..."

The instructor changed his mind and quickly hid aside. Sure enough, another instructor rushed over and checked the scene. After checking the scene, his face turned gloomy and quickly left.

"It's Xu Yuan..." The mentor secretly thought of something.

...

After being delayed by Tao Jinpeng for half a day, Sun Ang didn't get much of his gains this day, and he became more and more angry with Tao Jinpeng. But it's useless to be annoyed by this guy. You have killed someone.

But Sun Ang followed and thought: Who instructed Tao Jinpeng behind the scenes?

Sun Ang immediately thought of two people: the eldest prince and the seventh prince. Within the Qianming Dynasty, it seemed that only the two of them had the motivation and ability to arrange this assassination.

As for Qian Ming, it seems that Yu Luo and Da Yuan are the most likely, but it is almost impossible for them to intervene in the Tianmen Martial Arts Academy.

Then, Tao Jinpeng is an intermediate disciple, how could he cross the boundaries guarded by his mentor and come to the junior disciple? The answer is about to come out.

"Hmph!" Sun Ang snorted coldly, this matter would never end here!

On this day, Sun Ang only hunted four fourth-level beasts, and the sun set.

At night, it is often when some strange beasts are active. Many beasts hide in their nests during the day and will not come out until night. And night is more beneficial for beasts, so the materials on the beasts that are active at night are more precious.

In order to make up for the loss during the day, Sun Ang lamented his miserable life while quietly laying on the edge of a pond, using the turtle breathing technique to prepare to hunt down a few unlucky beasts.

But he seemed to be particularly lucky today. The ones who came to drink water in the first half of the night were all violent beasts below level three, and they had no value for sale.

Finally, a big guy finally came in the middle of the night, but it turned out to be a sixth-level demon night bear. Sun Ang felt that he could not beat him, so he had to continue to wait.

After midnight, he still found nothing. He decided to give up and yawned and went to sleep with a cave. During the day, he fought Tao Jinpeng with all his strength. He even used his sword to display the Immortal Emperor's sword. He was indeed very tired.

He used the Mahayana talisman seal to seal the cave, and Sun Ang slept soundly until dawn.

...

The seventh day was the last day of the year-end assessment. It seemed that the entire Dongling hunting ground was busy, and the disciples began to sprint. They saved all kinds of spiritual elixirs and divine objects that they were reluctant to use before, and now they were all taken out and used.

Everyone is working hard for their final results.

When Sun Ang walked out of the cave, he had a good start. A fourth-level violent beast, three-tailed poisonous fire wolf, happened to pass by the entrance of the cave, and Sun Ang easily cleaned up.

Now he is facing the fourth-level violent beast, he can basically win completely. The fifth-level violent beast needs to use the Turtle Breath technique to ambush and attack.

By noon, he had hunted a fifth-level beast, sixth-level fourth-level, and also collected three fourth-level herbs and collected a fifth-level material.

It can be said that there are treasures everywhere in the hunting ground, especially high-level hunting grounds such as Dongling Hunting Ground. There are powerful beasts in charge. There are few people who dare to come here to "take their luck". They have accumulated a large number of precious resources forever.

Sun Ang was happily preparing to continue when he suddenly felt a movement in the woods behind him.

He looked around and quietly climbed up a huge ancient tree like a snake, then lurked among the dense leaves, blending with the crimson trunks.

After a while, several Shengman held weapons and carefully touched them out of the woods.

They seemed to know that the human race broke in the past few days, so they became particularly vigilant and cautious.

The leader, holding a four-inch staff, was actually a high-level witch Zhu. Behind him were five barbarian warriors, and his upper body was painted with various strange totems.

Sun Ang muttered secretly: This team is not large in number, but its strength is not bad.

The warriors of the barbarians also have their own level divisions. The more totems on their bodies, the stronger their strength is. The most of these five warriors have five totems on their bodies, and the least of them also have three totems.

According to the information given by the Martial Arts Academy before, the Five Totem Warriors are equivalent to the warriors in the middle stage of the human race's life lamp realm, and the Three Totem Warriors are equivalent to the middle stage of the life imprison realm!

Five warriors, plus a strange and unpredictable senior witch Zhu, Sun Ang evaluated the strength of both sides and felt that he would suffer a loss when he fought head-on, so he continued to lurk.

Shengman's advanced witch Zhu suddenly stopped, as if he had sensed something, looking around, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. Sun Ang was nervous: Has he been discovered?

The barbarian warriors also became alert and held the weapons in their hands tightly. With the blessing of their power, a faint light emitted from the weapons. Although they were just stone spears and stone axes, their power was obviously not worse than that of ordinary divine weapons in the human race.

But the high-level Wu Zhu waved his hand and continued to move forward with the warrior, indicating that he had made a mistake.
Chapter completed!