Zhan Xiaoyao suddenly remembered that the first, second, third and subsequent moves of Xiaoyao combat skills were gradually increasing with different forces and different release methods. Zhan Xiaoyao tried to quickly control the force of the first six combat skills and quickly condensed it into a punch to release it.

Puff! The air suddenly trembled, and an ordinary punch without any slight spiritual energy suddenly emitted a sonic boom. The sixth style combat skills changed to the second style. The fist power had already hit it, but the released force was far stronger than the second style.

This punch did not carry the power of spiritual energy at all. Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes swelled and he suddenly realized.

The power change must be completed before the strike is swung out before it can evolve and complete the six-step combat skills, integrate into the seventh style, and return to nature.

Yes, yes, return to nature, the essence of the seventh style is to return to nature. Zhan Xiaoyao was full of joy and swung his punches quickly again.

Use different ways of controlling force and with different forces, punching one punch.

Over the past few days, he has been wielding hundreds of thousands of punches in succession, and now he can integrate the first three styles of Xiaoyao fighting skills.

After the boxing moves can be combined with combat skills, swing the extreme cold heavy sword to release the seventh style, which is the power.

Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes were burning, and he pulled out "Wu Guang" and prepared to practice the seventh stance with a light sword.

Just before he was about to take action, Zhan Xiaoyao thought for a moment, turned around and left the dean's office, but came to the newly built schoolyard.

Within ten feet of range, Zhan Xiaoyao arranged the next advanced defensive formation before starting to practice.

The spiritual energy was activated to the mid-grade power state of the great martial artist. The black light in his hand suddenly raised and quickly stabbed out with a quick sword. The sword looked plain on the outside, but the speed was extremely fast, but the dark force on the black sword sword was extremely changed in Zhan Xiaoyao's hands.

The sword stabbed out, and there was no change around it. Zhan Xiaoyao's eyes were burning, and his sword body was still moving. Suddenly, a sword force shot out, stabbing towards the advanced defensive formation arranged with lightning speed.

When the sword force was about to hit the formation, a stream of spiritual energy suddenly exploded at the six formation stones, and a light gold defensive barrier suddenly rose.

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The sword force hit the defensive barrier, and there was no reaction at the beginning, so the defensive barrier was intact.

Just as Zhan Xiaoyao Ning felt the golden light of the defense barrier suddenly burst out, and the six formation stones were instantly dim, and then a violent energy surged into the defense formation.

"I'm going, it's not good."

There was no time to withdraw the strength, and there was no time to defend, bang! Rumble.

The golden light suddenly exploded, and Zhan Xiaoyao watched helplessly as the newly built marble floor in the defensive array instantly turned into a ball of slag, and then the shattered slag exploded again, turning into a ball of annihilation powder.

The continuous air explosion, and the academy, which suddenly trembled, suddenly shook.

Xiaotian, Fengxiawu rushed over in an instant, and saw Zhan Xiaoyao walking out of the smoke and dust with a burning and smiling face.

"Xiaoyao, but the enemy is coming."

Zhan Xiaoyao smiled embarrassedly: "It's okay, it's okay, practice fighting skills. Sorry to disturb your good dreams. Everyone should go back to sleep."

Zhou Gang and others stared at the big eyes of copper bells, and were extremely surprised: "You can make such a big noise by practicing combat skills. Boss, who do you compete with? This is the top-quality floor marble that Lord Xie spent a lot of purple gold coins to buy."

Zhan Xiaoyao smiled faintly: "Haha, it's time for our team to recruit the fifth team member. How about going to Yeliucheng and then go to the "Flying Flower Mad Sword"?"

As the phoenix clouds danced, Xiaotian's eyes suddenly dimmed, just like the dark night sky full of dark clouds.

"What's wrong with you? Snowing?"

"Brother Zhao, he encountered an unexpected accident."

"What?"

Feng Xiawu sighed slightly: "Come with me."

Rumbled, a deafening thunder accompanied by an arc of lightning, suddenly exploded in the dark night sky.

A thrill, a heavy rain came in an instant.

At this moment, Zhan Xiaoyao was a little lonely. He did not turn on the protective energy and let the heavy rain wash his body.

"Xiaoyao, don't be too sad. Some things are not something we can control. The cultivation world is full of intrigue and bloody storm..."

Feng Xiawu accompanied Zhan Xiaoyao, and was wet from heavy rain, and walked slowly with concern and stood beside Zhan Xiaoyao.

Zhan Xiaoyao reached out to touch Zhao Li's tombstone, looked up at the Weiling Mountains from afar, and only when facing Fengxiawu Dance could he completely reveal his thoughts.

"Brother Zhao must have suffered a plot, otherwise it would not be so easy to trap him with his ability. This must have been the act of Pan Shaoli, the gloomy young master."

Zhan Xiaoyao stood in front of Zhao Li's tombstone on the hillside, looked up at the top of the mountain, and continued, "I forgot some things before, but I didn't expect that my life experience was actually dug out by the enemy."

"Then what are your plans in the future?"

"The Devil City must go, get an appraisal scroll, and then find Mo Li Sect to seek justice. If things go, then Taohua Town in the Northern Region must go through, and then we must find out the cause of the Blood Color Sect."

Zhan Xiaoyao was a little lonely. The loneliness was because the memory of the Tang family in Taohua Town was awakened. The tragic life story of Zhan Xiaoyao in his previous body must be thoroughly investigated to comfort the dead. At the same time, Zhan Xiaoyao had a vague premonition that the emperor-level powerhouse actually rescued the demon in the dungeon. How could more than a dozen emperor-level powerhouses do this? How could they not know the consequences of the demon being released? However, as cultivators, they actually did this resolutely regardless of the consequences of being the target of public criticism.

I'm afraid Xie Huaicheng's words are not alarmist.

Putting it in the past, I would never put myself in danger for a promise with my personality. But in this life, as a mortal, I felt the endless warmth between mortals in the world. I must do my best to protect the martial arts Academy, Iron Blood Sect, Blood Color Sect, Wuhua Valley, and Netherworld Sect. They all have more or less connections with Grandpa Feng’s hatred. In order to take revenge, my identity and killer moves will definitely not be hidden for long, and it may attract more powerful enemies.

When the ability is strong enough, there are also demons and demons who have offended the great power of the Heavens, which they have offended, and there are also many enemies who are superior to the immortals, as well as the blood feud that is also the supreme saint, who has been a brother but has been betrayed by brothers.

Feng Xiawu had never seen Zhan Xiaoyao's loneliness at this moment, and directly opened her arms and hugged Zhan Xiaoyao tightly from behind.

"No matter what decision you make, no matter what difficulties or obstacles you face, I will be with you."

Zhan Xiaoyao stroked Feng Xiawu's slender and long fingers with both hands, and his eyes surged, and a vigorous force grew.

So what about hardships and obstacles? Since you are a human being again, you must live a prosperous life and get back everything that belongs to me.

If you fight, then fight happily. If you want to fight, fight, and I will be free.

Boom, the lonely thoughts disappeared, and a sharp fighting spirit spread in my heart. Feng Xiawu suddenly felt a strong aura burst out from the body in her arms.

A full sense of security occupied Feng Xiawu's heart.

Feng Xiawu turned Zhan Xiaoyao's body, held Zhan Xiaoyao's cheeks in both hands, and her warm lips immediately pressed against Zhan Xiaoyao's lips.

"Tonight, please love me well. Let your madness detonate me..."

"Zhan Xiaoyao, your body is good. You will be cured so quickly. If I come, you won't come out to pay my respects. Do you want me, the old man, to visit me in person?"

Before the person arrived, the voice arrived first, and Zhang Longquan, who had no breath leaked at all, walked slowly towards the dean's office.

"This old man is interesting."

Zhan Xiaoyao put his right foot on the edge of the table, leaning his back against the back of the chair, Old Shen Zaizai did not make any moves.

Zhang Longquan, who was pushing the door, was not angry at all: "Oh, now your airs are getting bigger and bigger. You dare to disrespect me when you see this elder."

"Old Master Ge, we are all our own family, so we don't have to be so dissatisfied. Besides, my body is still weak. Old Master Ge is a noble person and can still think of me, a poor martial arts school. I wonder if I can bring gifts to help me replenish my body today?"

Zhang Longquan smiled lightly, and sat on the bench with a big thorn in his long beard.

"Boy, I'm so thick-skinned and old. Well, I'm the only one I've seen in my life. I've played with me in every way and used me as a gun. I haven't settled the score with you yet. You're so shameless that I'm asking me for a gift."

"Oh, old guy, you don't know the value of 'poisonous fruit'. For your beloved disciple, I'm..."

Zhang Longquan's face turned red: "I came today just for the sake of my beloved disciple. Brother Zhan, my beloved disciple..."

Zhang Longquan's words suddenly changed, and he even turned 180 degrees to his name. This old man must have something to ask for.

Sure enough, Zhang Longquan continued, "After returning to Zhenlong City, my beloved disciple told me the whole story. Although he was the nephew of the evildoer Wang Moli, Wen Li did not do anything evil. We will not mention any of you playing tricks on me before. For the sake of my desperate guarding Xiuwu Academy, I would like to ask the young master of the young master to come forward and say good things for my beloved disciple. If the law enforcement hall holds accountable and investigates it, Wen Li will be afraid that he will suffer torture."

Zhan Xiaoyao smiled faintly and said something in his words: "The black one cannot be white, and the white one cannot be black. If you really have a clear conscience, why should you be afraid of the law enforcement hall? Just be afraid...haha."

After a slight pause, Zhan Xiaoyao continued: "Old Zhang's favoritism for his beloved disciple is very touched. It also reminds me of a deceased relative, but Zhang has already investigated his identity clearly. Why should Mr. Zhang think that I can help your beloved disciple say something?"

Zhang Longquan looked anxious: "Everyone knows your relationship with the Law Enforcement Hall, it's just a matter of one sentence. Do you still have to kneel down and beg you?"

Zhan Xiaoyao sighed slightly in his heart, and his eyes turned slightly: "Master Ge, please accompany me to the Devil City. I am thinking of a way to come back alive."

"What, I won't go, I won't go, that place is the forbidden area, one of the ten famous dead places in the mortal world."

"Oh, Master Gong knows a lot of news. Can Master Gong tell me the relevant information about Devil City?"

Zhang Longquan asked for help but didn't care about Zhan Xiaoyao's attitude towards himself. He said directly: "I don't know how many years the legend of the top ten dead places has been circulated, but some people are unwilling to give in. Major sects and major colleges will secretly organize elite challenges. One of them is to go to the top ten dead places in order to make their prestige soar and their reputation is imminent through these dead places challenges."
Chapter completed!