Lin Yuan quickly heard this familiar voice.

It’s none other than the principal of the Magic Martial Arts, Wang Zhanlin!

At this moment, he was walking in the air, rushing towards the direction where they were, with a hint of anger on his face.

You, Song Qing, protect your shortcomings.

I, Wang Zhanlin, won’t protect my shortcomings?!

Looking at the scene in front of him, all the new martial artists from Wuhan University stared blankly.

What's going on?

A great survival battle, why did even the ninth-level king appear?

First, there was Song Qingnian, the "Eye Nian King" of Wuhan University in Yanjing.

Later, there was the principal of the Magic Martial Arts, Wang Zhanlin, the "Divine Knife"!

This situation...isn't it too big, right?

Song Qingnian's face was cold, and he stared at Wang Zhanlin in front of him: "You'd better have the courage to say it again in front of me."

Wang Zhanlin narrowed his eyes and sneered at the tit for a while: "What's wrong? Song Niangpao, are you pretending to be confused here with me? I don't know that Lin Yuan is my magic martial arts person?!"

"You're looking for death!"

Song Qingnian was furious.

Under Wang Zhanlin's provocation, he finally chose to explode!

The fingers in his hand were cut towards Wang Zhanlin like a sharp blade chasing his soul!

Although Song Qingnian's face looks more feminine because of his major in mental power, if anyone dares to use this to humiliate him, he will definitely pay the price of blood!

"You are not happy to say you are a sissy. Look at your move, it's like a sissy threading."

Wang Zhanlin curled his lips, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The next second, he grabbed the hilt of the knife and slashed it!

Although the blade was not unsheathed, a sword light that seemed to be enough to penetrate the heaven and earth slashed towards the spiritual silk that was cutting!

"laugh!!"

Under the sword light, Song Qingnian's surround fingers broke in response to the sound, breaking into dozens of pieces, falling from the air like raindrops, and slowly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Song Qingnian, if you only have this strength, don't show it out and show it shameful."

Wang Zhanlin raised his eyebrows and a playful curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Yuan looked at Wang Zhanlin in the air with a strange expression.

The principal of my own is really good at raising hatred. His mouth is like a machine gun and he has never stopped.

Song Qingnian's face was cold, and she condensed a dark long whip of mental power again, and suddenly rushed towards Wang Zhanlin!

Shadow whip!

"Tsk tsk, you kid, are really disobedient."

"Well, this sword will bring justice to me even if I am a student of my magic martial arts!"

Wang Zhanlin looked straight ahead with a calm face, and the power of qi and blood slowly covered the scabbard of the sword.

Because he has been keeping a knife, his knife never comes out of sheath.

However, even Wang Zhanlin, who cannot be sheathed, is still quite powerful!

Wang Zhanlin's qi and blood characteristics are rare crimson!

Inside the crimson blood, there is extremely violent power!

One knife!

The sword light appears!

The half-moon-shaped sword light cuts towards the direction where Song Qingnian is like a line in the sea and sky!

Wang Zhanlin did not hold back this sword, but chose to burst out the strongest blood!

After all, no matter what, Song Qingnian said, he was also the ninth-level king.

With his sword, he can't kill the other party.

However, it is more than enough to hurt him.

Song Qingnian's face finally changed!

Damn it... Tianyou Ghost Shield!!

His arms stretched forward, and the spiritual power condensed into substantial flowing out like a tide, forming a heavy shield emitting a faint and dead aura in front of him!

Above the shield, a green-faced and fanged evil ghost appeared faintly, looking hideous and terrifying!

This is Song Qingnian's strongest defense method, Tianyou Gui Shield!

Facing Wang Zhanlin's sword, he did not dare to be careless at all.

"Tianyou Gui Shield? Song Niangpao, you are cautious enough!"

Wang Zhanlin laughed arrogantly and said loudly: "It's useless, I will kill you, the ghost shield today!"

I'm afraid that the only one who dares to call a ninth-level king is the only one who dares to call him a ninth-level king like this!

"Clam!!"

When his surging sword light slashed against the Tianyou Ghost Shield, a dull sound of gold and iron intertwining suddenly erupted on the shield surface!!

The battle between the ninth-level kings is no joke.

The waves caused by the aftermath of the battle overturned everyone present, as if they were straws blown by the wind to the ground.

"Behead me!!"

Wang Zhanlin shouted again!

"Crack...Crack..."

On the Tianyou Ghost Shield, there were finally bursts of sour cracking sounds!

Countless fine cracks appeared on the shield!

"Peng!!"

Under Wang Zhanlin's surging sword light, the Tianyou Ghost Shield finally shattered!

Even if they are both ninth-level kings, there is still a difference between strength and weakness.

Obviously, Wang Zhanlin is stronger than Song Qingnian!

The Tianyou Gui Shield was shattered, and Song Qingnian suffered a bit of backlash, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

But this is not the most important thing.

More importantly, he had no choice but to stop the next sword light!

Although Wang Zhanlin's sword light dimmed a little after shattering the Tianyou Ghost Shield.

But even so, he could not take this sword light!

Song Qingnian is a king who majors in mental power. His physical strength is naturally not as strong as that of the same level of Qi and Blood Warriors.

This knife was enough to hurt him!

However, at this critical moment.

A slightly helpless voice slowly rang in everyone's ears.

"I said, "Brother Wang, protecting your shortcomings is to protect your shortcomings. Why are you so impatient?"

"If I were one step later, would you really be ready to kill Boy Song?"

A slightly old figure stopped Song Qingnian.

In his hand, he also held a sword with a mirror-like body.

The people below quickly recognized the identity of the old man.

Vice President of Yanjing Wuhan University, Li Tianchou, "Broken Love Sword"!

Looking at the surging sword light in front of him, Li Tianchou sighed slightly.

The next moment, he took a step forward in the air and slashed it!

It was not at all powerful, an ordinary knife.

His sword did not have the mighty power of Wang Zhanlin at all.

However, under this knife.

The terrifying sound in front of him was the sword light sweeping towards Song Qingnian, but it rippled like water waves, and finally slowly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, without causing any turmoil.
Chapter completed!