Hearing the voice, Nie Xuan turned around and glanced at Zhang Ruochen. He didn't move away from the foot on top of Zhang Shaochu's head, and with a strange smile on his face, he said, "What did you just say? Are you going to abolish me? Everyone heard that. He said he was going to kill me!"
All the students around laughed, thinking that the two princes of Yunwu County were idiots.
It's true that Zhang Ruochen is the number one freshman, but he's only in the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm.
A martial artist in the middle stage of the Black Realm actually claims to abolish a middle-level martial artist in the Black Realm, what is it if he is not an idiot?
Nie Xuan cupped his hands slightly towards Feng Zhilin, and said, "Brother Feng, let me teach you a lesson for that Ninth Prince first, what do you think?"
To deal with a martial artist in the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm, Feng Zhilin didn't bother to do it himself, stood there proudly, nodded lightly, his eyes were a little cold, and said: "Since he said he was going to abolish you, shouldn't you Abolish him first?"
Nie Xuan showed a knowing smile, and kicked Zhang Shaochu aside, "Fat pig, get out of here, I'll come and deal with you later."
Nie Xuan shook his shoulders, and all the bones in his body trembled.
With steady steps, he walked towards Zhang Ruochen, and said with a smile, "Zhang Ruochen, you are not going to destroy me, I am standing in front of you now, are you here to destroy me?"
The students around Zhang Ruochen all stepped aside, looking like they were enjoying the show.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Zhang Shaochu slightly, and saw Zhang Shaochu lying on the ground, shaking his head vigorously at Zhang Ruochen, signaling Zhang Ruochen to bear it first.
If you bear it, you may still have a chance to survive. If you don't bear it, you will definitely die a miserable death today.
Under the banner of avenging his younger brother, Feng Zhilin just didn't want the elders of the academy to intervene, and wanted to put Zhang Ruochen to death today.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head at Zhang Shaochu, his eyes became firmer, he looked at Nie Xuan, and said, "Nie Xuan, do you think I am going to abolish your hands or your legs?"
Nie Xuan snorted coldly: "Boy, you are too arrogant!"
He stopped talking nonsense with Zhang Ruochen, kicked his feet, and rushed out at a speed of forty meters per second, as fast as a gust of wind.
The greatest advantage of the extreme fighters in the Black Realm is that they are much faster than those in the middle stage of the Black Realm, and they can instantly kill the opponent with one move before the opponent reacts.
However, Zhang Ruochen is no ordinary mid-stage Black Realm warrior. In terms of speed, he is not much slower than the mid-rank warriors in the Black Realm.
The moment Nie Xuan rushed over, Zhang Ruochen counterattacked and slapped out with a palm. The jade-white true energy lingered between his five fingers, and a powerful force erupted.
"Boom!"
Nie Xuan punched Zhang Ruochen head-on, his face changed slightly, and he felt a huge force pouring from Zhang Ruochen's palm into his arm, causing his arm to burst with pain.
Sensing that something was wrong, Nie Xuan immediately stepped back, keeping a distance from Zhang Ruochen.
Nie Xuan's arm trembled slightly in his sleeve, but luckily he stopped in time, otherwise the meridians in his arm would have been severed.
"What a domineering true qi, what level of kung fu do you practice?" Nie Xuan said.
Feng Zhilin and the other students could naturally see that Nie Xuan had suffered a lot from Zhang Ruochen in the fight just now.
They are all very clear about Nie Xuan's cultivation. Although he has just broken through to the middle level of the Black Realm, he is definitely not a warrior in the middle of the Black Realm who can compete with him.
That Ninth Prince of Yunwu Commandery is so powerful!
Feng Zhilin noticed the jade-white brilliance shining in Zhang Ruochen's palm just now, and a smile appeared on his face, "It's interesting, it seems that the skills he cultivated are really extraordinary, otherwise it would be impossible to repel Nie Xuan.
Zhang Ruochen stared at Nie Xuan and said, "You can try my trick too!"
After saying this, Zhang Ruochen's body tensed completely, like a war bow drawn into a full moon, the true energy in his body circulated rapidly, and he kicked his feet at the same time, rushing out like an arrow off the string.
All the strength of the bones and muscles in his body was mobilized, and the strength of his whole body exploded, and he struck out with one palm.
"Pretty like galloping!"
Nie Xuan fought against Zhang Ruochen just now and suffered a small loss, so he dared not despise Zhang Ruochen anymore.
Just as the palm wind was blowing towards his face, Nie Xuan displayed a human-level high-grade martial skill, Vajra Bone Broken Finger.
Nie Xuan stretched out a middle finger, and all the true energy in his body rushed towards the middle finger, and a faint golden light appeared on the finger.
"King Kong Broken Bone!"
Nie Xuan's arm seemed to have turned into a phantom, and he pointed out, hitting Zhang Ruochen's palm.
"Boom!"
A finger collided with a palm, both Nie Xuan and Zhang Ruochen felt very uncomfortable, and took a step back at the same time.
Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen cultivated Yujing Zhenqi, which is why he resisted Nie Xuan's Diamond Bone Breaking Finger, otherwise, Nie Xuan's finger just now would have pierced his palm.
As soon as Zhang Ruochen took a step back, he immediately shot again, kicked his legs, jumped seven or eight meters high, and struck out with one palm.
"The flying dragon is in the sky!"
Although Nie Xuan's fingers were in pain, he had to point out another finger and hit Zhang Ruochen's palm again.
"Boom!"
Nie Xuan was shocked by the palm force and took three steps back.
Zhang Ruochen's movements were integrated, and he immediately hit the third palm.
"The dragon elephant returns to the field!"
"Boom!"
Nie Xuan's fingers were broken, and a muffled sound came out of his mouth, and he backed away in embarrassment.
He stared at Zhang Ruochen from a distance, his arms trembled even more, and the pain from his fingers caused drops of cold sweat to break out on his forehead. His middle finger was broken.
In fact, Zhang Ruochen didn't feel well either. There was a burning pain in the palm of his hand, and drops of blood gushed out from the palm print. He clenched his fist, and blood kept flowing from his five fingers, dripping to the ground.
Nie Xuan's combat strength was even stronger than Qingyou's.
Prince Huo Xing stood in the distance, staring at the battle between Nie Xuan and Zhang Ruochen, his eyes became colder and colder, and said: "He is only in the middle of the Xuanji Realm and can compete with the extreme fighters in the Xuanji Realm, so we can't let him live anymore , otherwise it will definitely become a confidant of the Sifang Commandery."
Xie Zhaowu stood beside Prince Huo Xing, and said with a flattering smile: "Why should you be worried, Your Highness? Nie Xuan has not yet displayed the true power of a martial artist at the top of the Xuanji Realm. If he did, Zhang Ruochen might even kill him." I can't handle it."
Prince Huo Xing nodded, and said: "A martial artist at the lowest level in the Xuanji Realm can condense blood energy into beasts. A warrior at the extreme level in the Xuanji Realm can condense blood energy into troops. Once the two kinds of bloodlines erupt Strength, it is indeed a breeze for Nie Xuan to defeat Zhang Ruochen."
Xie Zhaowu smiled and said: "Nie Xuan should still have a hole card, and he will not use these two powers lightly. After all, he is only dealing with a warrior in the middle stage of the Xuanji Realm!"
Naturally, Prince Huo Xing planned all of this behind the scenes, but he is still a freshman and has no blood feud with Zhang Ruochen, so he uses Feng Zhilin to deal with Zhang Ruochen. He just needs to watch the show behind his back.
Nie Xuan resisted the pain from his fingers, and shouted: "Okay! What a freshman first, it really is not comparable to ordinary mid-stage Xuanji Realm warriors. In this case, let me show you the low-level martial arts of the spirit level that I have cultivated. , Phantom Hand!"
As Nie Xuan stepped on his steps, he swiped his hands, and his five fingers and arms formed phantoms.
Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes, even if he poured his true energy into his eye veins, it was difficult to see Nie Xuan's moves clearly.
As a last resort, Zhang Ruochen had to release the space domain, and everything within a radius of 30 meters was under his control.
Borrowing the power of the space domain, Zhang Ruochen finally saw Nie Xuan's handprints and moves clearly.
"Nie Xuan is the ultimate martial artist in the Xuanji Realm. With my current cultivation base, if I fight him head-on, I will definitely lose nine out of ten battles. I must defeat him, or even abolish him, before he can unleash his blood power. he."
Zhang Ruochen was very aware of the gap between himself and Nie Xuan. Now, there was only one chance. Grasp this trick, and he will win. If he fails to grasp it, his fate will be worse than that of the fourth prince Zhang Shaochu.
Zhang Ruochen stared closely at Nie Xuan, who was rushing over quickly, and held the space-time spar in his hand, hiding it in his sleeve.
"Zhang Ruochen, it's quite remarkable that you were defeated by my phantom." With a crazy smile on Nie Xuan's face, more than a dozen shadows of hands struck Zhang Ruochen at the same time.
Zhang Ruochen's body turned to the left side, and at an extremely fast speed, he took out the one-foot-long death sickle from the inner space of the spar.
With a wave of his arm, the life-threatening scythe flew across the air, cutting off a phantom hand that Nie Xuan had shot.
Blood flashes!
A bloody hand fell to the ground.
"Ah...my...hand..."
Nie Xuan screamed, clutching his bloody wrist, almost fainted from the pain.
How could Zhang Ruochen let go of such a good opportunity, put his foot on Nie Xuan's chest, and kicked Nie Xuan more than ten meters away.
Just as Nie Xuan was about to stand up, a heavy foot stepped on his chest, making a "clack" sound on the bones in his chest, as if his chest was going to collapse.
Zhang Ruochen put the death sickle on Nie Xuan's neck, and said, "Don't move! Otherwise, it will be as simple as cutting off your wrist later!"
Nie Xuan was extremely angry. If Zhang Ruochen hadn't suddenly taken out a sickle from his sleeve and cut off his left hand, how could he have been defeated by a warrior in the middle stage of the Black Realm?
"Dare to abolish my left hand, today, you will never end well!" Nie Xuan gritted his teeth and said.
In the distance, it took a long time for Feng Zhilin and the other students to react, and rushed over immediately, surrounding Zhang Ruochen in the center.
"Wow!
Everyone looked murderous, and they took out the real weapon level weapons, as if they wanted to tear Zhang Ruochen into pieces.
"Bastard, why don't you let go of Nie Xuan immediately?" A student held a saber and pointed it at Zhang Ruochen's chest. If he stretched forward again, he would be able to break Zhang Ruochen's chest.
Zhang Ruochen grinned, put the death sickle on Nie Xuan's neck, and said, "Whoever dares to move, I will cut off his head."
"Really? Do you believe that I smashed the head of this fat pig first?"
Feng Zhilin pinched Zhang Shaochu's neck and dragged him to Zhang Ruochen.
Feng Zhilin circulated his true energy, with a smirk on his face, he pressed his palm on the top of Zhang Shaochu's head, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, let go of Nie Xuan and put down the sickle in his hand. Do you really think I dare not kill him?
Zhang Shaochu was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his lips trembled, and he said, "Ninth...ninth brother, don't...leave me alone..., if you let Nie Xuan go, you...will die!"
"Snapped!"
Feng Zhilin's five fingers merged into a palm knife, and he slashed down, breaking the bones of Zhang Shaochu's right arm.
"ah..."
Zhang Shaochu screamed, his facial features were distorted in pain, his whole body was sweating, and even his lips turned black.