Chapter 242                                                                                                                             

The huge force from the wings made Zhang Yunfan and He Mingyue's faces change drastically and they wanted to resist. But the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle's hatred attack was too domineering. The fierce energy was like an invincible energy beam, hitting their chests hard.

Puff! After suffering severe damage, Zhang Yunfan and He Mingyue both coughed up blood and fell from the sky like kites with broken strings.

It was not easy to successfully block the two people's sneak attacks. The Iron-winged Dragon Eagle was shocked by the fierce sword energy and took a few steps back in the void. Such a hard fight made its state worse in its body.

"Swish!"

At this moment, a snake-shaped sword light illuminated the sky and slashed hard at the head of the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle.

The sudden sword energy, the iron-winged dragon sculpture's pupils shrank, and the strong sense of danger from the sword energy made its feathers stand up even more.

"It's all over, go to hell." Chau Wuji held up his sword, and a cruel sneer was on the corner of his mouth.

The Iron-winged Dragon Eagle suffered a severe injury and had nowhere to leverage the power when retreating. This almost a must-kill sword against Zhao Wuji was naturally unstoppable.

His eyes were staring at the sword light in his pupils, getting bigger and bigger. The iron-winged dragon eagle sighed lonelyly, giving up struggling, thinking that it had been killed by a young man who had just stepped into the master of martial arts with despicable means, and a trace of desolation appeared in his heart.

Seeing that the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle had already accepted her fate, the grim smile on the corner of Zhao Wuji's mouth also expanded. If you want to immediately enjoy the blood in the Dragon Eagle's body, the excitement in your heart became even more intense.

"Those guys, let's take a look at the Four Peaks Martial Arts Competition." Zhao Wuji thought of some disciples in the Holy Academy, and couldn't help but smile passionately. After integrating the bloodline of the Dragon Eagle, if he went further, he would be able to stand out in the upcoming highest-scale field of the Dragon Tiger Holy Academy.

"stop!"

However, just as Zhao Wuji's thoughts fell, he suddenly shouted and exploded in the sky.

A young man's figure appeared in front of the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle in the blink of an eye, raised his fist, rumbling, and smashed the sword light.

The sudden change made Zhao Wuji's expression suddenly froze.

"Who is it?" Seeing the young man suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhao Wuji was stunned at first, and then shouted angrily. He was also a little shocked. In order to ensure that the sword just now could kill the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle with one blow, he did not keep his hand. The opponent could resolve it so easily, and his strength must be quite good.

Looking at a mysterious master who emerged from somewhere, many students fighting quietly around him also looked at each other, curious about his identity.

In full view of everyone, the boy stood in the sky, raised his head and revealed a firm and hard face.

"Wang Teng!" He Mingyue's face changed and she said in shock when she saw Zhang Yunfan lying on the ground.

"It's really him." An uproar broke out among the students around him immediately.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji was still wondering about the identity of the young man, and raised his eyebrows slightly. Seeing that Wang Teng was indeed wearing a slap in a slap suit, he frowned and said, "So you are that little slap guy."

Before coming, he was also curious about what the young man who could both defeat He Mingyue and Zhang Yunfan looked like. Looking at Wang Teng's face, Zhao Wuji unexpectedly discovered that he was younger than he expected. Looking at this, he seemed less than 20 years old!

He has such strength at the age of twenty!

Even with Zhao Wuji's concentration, his heart couldn't help but twitch. Such talent... was really amazing.

"Have you absorbed the treasure pool of the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle?" After looking at Wang Teng, he felt that his aura was much stronger than a few days ago. Zhang Yunfan below seemed to want something, his face turned angry and he roared.

"No," Wang Teng smiled faintly, turned around and bowed to the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle, glanced at the scars on his body, his face became more solemn, and said, "Senior, are you okay?"

Shaking his head, the Iron-winged Dragon Eagle said it was okay. Looking at the young man who saved him in times of crisis, he had a softer look in his vicissitudes of life. He was secretly glad that he had read the wrong person.

After hearing that Wang Teng had indeed absorbed the energy of the Baochi, Zhang Yunfan's teeth were almost broken. Although he notified Zhao Wuji to come at the fastest speed, he was a few days away from the Holy Academy. It took a long time to go back and forth, and it was not until today that he really started. Unexpectedly, he was still one step late.

"I killed you." He struggled to get up, Zhang Yunfan's eyes were full of murderous intent. Baochi was the key to breaking through to the master of martial arts. He was snatched away by a slaughtered disciple for nothing, making him almost lose his mind.

With his feet suddenly stepped on the ground, Zhang Yunfan rushed into the sky with a long sword in his hand. Under his crazy rationality, his aura was released without reservation. The aura had reached the level of a half-step master of martial arts, which was very strong.

Wang Teng's face was calm until the sword was only about an inch away from his forehead. He slowly stretched out his palm, and under the horrified gaze of everyone, he clamped the sword with his fingers and made a crisp sound.

The body suddenly stiffened, and Zhang Yunfan's pupils immediately shrank to the size of a pinhole, and he couldn't believe his eyes!

"Keng!" Ignoring Zhang Yunfan's performance, Wang Teng used a little force to the blue sword, and with a click, it broke into two pieces.

"Hiss!" Seeing this scene, a sound of gasping gas suddenly sounded around.

Looking at the boy with a little dazed eyes, He Mingyue also covered her red lips with slender hands, her eyes full of shock. Although she had seen Wang Teng's terrible physique last time, this terrible thing was refreshed in her heart now!

Zhang Yunfan also felt numb. The sword was made by the master and he cherished it very much on weekdays. However, his eyelids were low and broken by Wang Tengfeng. It was like a dream for him.

His eyes were slightly distracted, and in Zhang Yunfan's eyes, for some reason, that face made him feel the only horror that he had before. It seemed that this was not a boy at all, but a... monster!

"Die me." He shook his head fiercely and suppressed his fear. Zhang Yunfan's face climbed up again, gritted his teeth, and the strong energy in his body gathered wildly on his fist, and hit Wang Teng's head fiercely.

A faint sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth. He clenched his fist and pushed it out. The punch was simple and unpretentious, but it immediately shattered the strong energy covered by Zhang Yunfan's fist, and then hit Huanglong and hit the latter's fist.

Click!

Accompanied by the sound of bone rupture, the expression on Zhang Yunfan's face immediately solidified, and his eyes suddenly bulged.
Chapter completed!