Yang Lie's expression was sneering, as if he was watching a jumping clown.

Feng Changjue's face trembled rapidly. When he saw Yang Lie turn around, he suddenly grabbed the dragon blood gun on the ground and stabbed him hard in the back of his heart. A crazy flame rose in his eyes: "Go to die for me!"

"ah!"

A sudden change occurred, and screams of exclamations came everywhere.

Yang Lie seemed to have expected it, and his body turned violently and he slashed out with one leg: "Trump!"

Cloud-breaking legs method!

"Bang!"

Feng Changjue's right hand was directly cut off, and the dragon blood spear rolled down and flew out with a terrifying howl.

In this attack, Yang Lie only used perfect power and did not exert the "Crack Cloud Artistic Concept", but it was not something that seriously injured Feng Chang could resist.

The incident suddenly happened, and no one expected this scene to happen. From Feng Changjue's shameless sneak attack to Yang Lie's slash, everything happened very quickly.

The ending ended with the wind dying of life.

"Bold! You dare to commit a murder in the training camp!"

"The trainees seriously injured the instructor. This is the following crime! Have you forgotten the respect for teachers and ruthlessness taught to you by the training camp?"

Suddenly, a dozen instructors jumped onto the ring quickly, surrounded Yang Lie, and shouted angrily.

"Ha, respect the teacher and respect the truth?"

Yang Lie sneered: "Haoyang Training Camp uses martial arts to establish a camp and educate people with morality! He always favors his juniors and oppresses civilians. This is called "unvirtuous"! He uses power for personal gain and secretly connects with others in the graduation assessment. This is called "unvirtuous"! He is not willing to restrain himself in the competition and launches sneak attacks instead. This is called "shameless"!"

"I, Yang Lie, respect the true teacher's teachings, not such a shameless person!"

The sound shook the audience!

At this moment, the young man in the mysterious robe was rushing, and his body seemed to emit a dazzling light, and his sharp aura rushed straight into the sky.

"Yes! Senior Brother Yang Lie stood up for us civilian students, why were he deliberately targeted?"

"There has never been a temporary test, so why should I have this year? Senior Brother Yang Lie is not the first, who deserves the first place?"

Everyone has a scale in their hearts. 90% of the civilian students in the square have been heard of Yang Lie standing up for them and having three punches seriously injured Tianxiao.

For a moment, the crowd was in a turbulent situation.

"Hmph! Are you going to rebel?"

A middle-aged scarfaced instructor shouted coldly, "The right and wrong will be decided by the training camp. Where is your turn to be arrogant! Yang Lie, you follow us to the confinement room, and this training camp will naturally give you justice."

"You have good talent, don't make yourself mistakenly! Now, give up resistance honestly and follow us, you can have a good result. Otherwise, if you violate the majesty of the training camp, no one can protect you." Another instructor stepped forward silently.

There were thirteen instructors surrounding Yang Lie. They had different origins, but they were successively recruited by the Feng family and secretly practiced the combined attack formation.

Thirteen powerful people from the sixth level of Juyuan gathered together, and their aura lingered in locking the space within a radius of ten feet, covering Yang Lie heavily!

At this time, under the observation stage, a young man dressed in a civilian hurried over. He looked around and finally found Yang Lie on the platform No. 1, and immediately shouted loudly: "Alie, your little sister was forcibly detained by Suxin Pavilion and is being tried. Go quickly! If you go late, Xiao Yu'er will be beaten to death by them!"

Little sister!?

Yang Lie's expression suddenly changed. If he was surrounded but was a little angry, then he would be angry now! He was overwhelmed with anger!

With his body electric rotation, Yang Lie's cheek muscles tense and he shot forward: "Get out of here!"

"You are not allowed to leave until we convict you!"

Thirteen instructors took action together, their right arms raised and their swords rose into the sky, intertwined into a net, covering the sky--

The secret legend of the Feng family, the Tianluo Sword Killing Formation!

There is no drop of water in a radius of ten feet. Even if Yang Lie has the "preface of the fantasy body and artistic conception", he will not be able to break through directly.

Detained! On trial! Beaten to death!

These words kept echoing. When Yang Lie thought of the well-behaved and sensible little sister, he was anxious! A deep and blood-like light surged wildly. Yang Lie stomped his right foot and shouted: "The gun is coming!"

"Zheng!"

The dragon blood spear on the ground shook and the bullet flew in the air.

Yang Lie kept shaking his spear with his right hand and swept it suddenly: "Give me everything - get out!"

"Bang!"

A spear as bright as a star appeared, and the invisible power surged and swelled, tearing the void.

Perfect level star-controlling sword technique! The artistic conception of collapse is fully opened!

"What?"

The instructor who was besieging was shocked. What was rushed in front of him seemed to be not a young man in a mysterious robe, but a beast in prehistoric world. Several feet apart, the air was already sticky and heavy and stagnant like a swamp, and the invisible power rose wildly.

"ah!"

The muffled groan sounded almost at the same time, and the Tianluo Sword Killing Formation was torn apart, and Yang Lie's figure shot away!

"Damn it! Don't let him escape, notify the law enforcement team! Chase with all your might!"

The Scarface Instructor was furious and a hint of panic could be seen in his expression: Thirteen sixth-level powerful people in Juyuan could not stop him even using the formation.

In time, who else is his opponent in Qinglan City?

No, you must not let him live!

Law enforcement team?

Instructor Tu Feixiong's face turned pale. This law enforcement team was taught by the principal "Zong Haoyang". Although there were only 36 people, there were only eight of the sixth-level strong people.

However, their joint efforts were enough to kill all the instructors on the No. 1 ring in seconds!

"What to do? What to do? Even if Yang Lie is talented, he will never be able to fight against the law enforcement team."

Tu Feixiong was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​consciousness flashed: "Yes! Principal! Only the principal can stop them." He forced himself to hold on to his seriously injured body, held the record crystal tightly, and ran towards the principal's office frantically.

...

Training camp principal's office.

The man sitting in the middle looks like a middle-aged man, but with silver threads, long beards under his jaw, and elegant temperament. He is the highest leader of the Haoyang Training Camp and the powerful "Zong Haoyang", a powerful figure in the Wanxiang Realm.

"Today is the graduation assessment of the training camp. You, the principal, are here to hide from the quiet!"

A short and fat old man sat opposite him. The man looked quite funny. His round face was raised upwards, and his head was covered with a braid tied with a red rope.

A girl about fourteen or fifteen years old next to him was born with a fat baby, with big eyes shining, and a confused expression on her face, as if she had not woken up.

Anyone who is not familiar would never have thought that the old man was the lord of Qinglan City "Yu Baiwei". The girl was his granddaughter "Yu Ruruo".

"What's so good about it? After so many years, I haven't found a good seedling qualified to impact the world reality." Zong Haoyang shook his head and sighed.

Bang!

At this moment, Tu Feixiong panted and ran into the air: "School, principal, please save Yang Lie!"

Without time to explain, he directly activated the crystal ball in his hand, and the pictures of the graduation assessment were quickly flowing by.

"The prototype of the fantasy body artistic conception? The complete collapsed artistic conception? Genius, this is a real top genius! Such geniuses, you, you dare to make things difficult for you? You still have to besiege? Bastard! A bunch of bastards!"

Yu Baiwei's eyes widened the more he looked, and his whole body was trembling with anger.

"Suxin Pavilion! Feng Family!"

Zong Haoyang's robe suddenly exploded, and endless evil aura burst out from his eyes, "If you dare to touch a hair from my disciple, I want you to be buried with you in the palace!"

Boom!

A dazzling lightning wrapped around him, he soared into the sky, knocked away the roof and shot towards the inner city.

Yu Baiwei slapped his round forehead suddenly and realized, "No, hurry up and get a kick. How can such a genius not enter our city lord's mansion?"

"Be good Ruoruo, let's go quickly. Grandpa will capture that boy to the city lord's mansion to be your husband!"

The fish, Ruoru, mosquito, had a circle of eyes, and was pulled out by his old naughty grandfather.

...

It was almost noon, and the Demon Hunting Pavilion.

Luo Shuihan was waiting anxiously. Today was the time he had made an appointment with Yang Lie. Can you comprehend a trace of the artistic conception of splitting the clouds and gain the possibility of gaining the glimpse of the world? I hope that all of the young man!

Uncle Lin next to him smiled. He was about to make a few jokes when his expression suddenly changed!

"Uncle Lin, what's wrong?" Luo Shuihan asked in confusion.

Uncle Lin's eyes moved away from the demon hunting token in his palm, and his face was covered with evil spirits, and he spit out one by one: Young Master Yang, trapped in Suxin Pavilion!"

"What!?"

Luo Shuihan raised his eyebrows and slapped the training doll beside him with a palm, "They are blind! I'll point the people in the pavilion, I want to see what kind of bear heart and leopard courage the Suxin Pavilion has eaten!"
Chapter completed!