"Boom" the fist collided with the Blood Dragon Sword, and the ground slowly cracked, and cracks appeared at the feet of the two people. The energy emitted by the two fists instantly made the grass disappear from the ground, and the wind blew around them.

"You're about to lose!" The big fist approached Long Xue'ao at a slow speed. The fist was covered by frost. A hint of blue appeared on Long Xue'ao's face a few steps away. It was frozen. The ice-type energy emitted by the spot card was too huge. Long Xue'ao was sure that the cultivation level used by the spot card must be more than the primary level of the great martial artist.

Originally, the energy in Long Xueao's body was three to five times higher than that of ordinary warriors who had just entered the level of a great martial artist. The force coming from that fist actually made Long Xueao feel invincible.

Shaking his head and making distracting thoughts, Long Xueao said to Banka lightly, "Teacher, do you know why my combat skills are called the arrival of a madman?" After a while, the blood evil aura around Long Xueao drilled into Long Xueao's body. The blood evil aura driven by blood stimulated Long Xueao's brain, and memories of the past flowed by drop by bit.

"Roar" Long Xueao, whose eyes were red, let out a beast roar. The blood dragon sword's blade was filled with white light, without dazzling light, only soft white light emitted.

The body grew taller again. Long Xueao, who was about 1.7 meters tall, turned into a giant man two meters tall, and moaned in pain. The content in his memory really made Long Xueao feel extremely painful.

With the passing of my father, the departure of my mother, and the moment when I was insulted, memories poured into Long Xue'ao's brain like a tide.

"Is this... crazy?" After Long Xueao let out a beast roar, he knew that Long Xueao had gone crazy, and it was not a low-level crazy, but an independent crazy, able to control the crazy of his body.

"Teacher Banka, let's go to the last battle. I hope you can show all your strength." Long Xueao's voice was not immature, but rather rough and heroic. The blood dragon sword in his hand was cut off, blocking Banka's strongest attack at the peak of the great martial artist.

"Full strength? Long Xueao, can you withstand my attack?" The master's power penetrated into the bone marrow of the penis, absorbing energy in the space all the time, making the master's energy inexhaustible. Can Long Xueao block himself now?

"Don't worry, the mentor of Banka. I think even if you attack with all your strength, you won't kill me!" Long Xueao was ready to go crazy before fighting with Banka. Since he appeared in the five styles of battle, as long as he used the madness to come, Long Xueao could control his body in the crazy. Behind him, Yinglong's wings slowly incited him, looking down at Banka below and laughed.

"So that's it." Banka felt a sudden realization in his heart. Long Xueao was fighting this idea and made up his mind to teach Long Xueao a good lesson.

Huh, there was a storm of wind beside Banka, and the strong wind mixed with soil roared in the air. He looked up at Long Xueao like a god descending and said lightly, "Long Xueao, do you really need this?"

"Fight!" No more nonsense, the extremely purple flame on Long Xue'ao's wings poured into the Blood Dragon Sword with blood power, slashing towards the spots on the ground, as if they were unstoppable.

"Shun Shan" said lightly, and Banka's figure quietly disappeared. The blood dragon sword in Long Xueao's hand stopped rapidly and looked around blankly. The speed and unparalleled speed were displayed. Looking at the empty surroundings, the cold air surged up on Long Xueao's back.

Subconsciously swung the blood dragon sword in his hand behind him. The thought that Banka appeared behind Long Xueao at this time, and he coincidentally blocked the Frost Sword that was condensed from Banka's hand.

The figure of "good consciousness" disappeared again, leaving only a faint sound of praise.

"Ah" Long Xue'ao couldn't stand the silent scene. The blood dragon sword in his hand swung rapidly in the air, and the sword shone everywhere.

"Is this Long Xueao's real ability? Why is he so powerful? I am just an ant compared to him now." Hamlet, not far away, looked at Long Xueao's crazy appearance and compared his strength with Long Xueao.

"The concentration is too poor" faint voice quietly appeared above Long Xueao. The frost sword in his hand slashed towards Long Xueao with his feet on the floating clouds.

"Blood, Extreme Flame" blew up, and the extreme purple flame mixed with blood power merged into the Blood Dragon Sword to sweep towards the spot card, and the attack was a little slower than the spot card.

The explosion sounded, shocking the world and the ghosts and gods, and every tutor who watched the two fights was shocked and frightened. With such a strong battle, I am afraid that this student can already serve as a tutor in the academy!

Puff, Long Xueao rushed to take the attack of the Spot Card, vomited blood and flew away, wiped away the blood from his mouth. Long Xueao roared again, "Crazy, Hundred Battles Style" and swung the blood dragon sword in his hand quickly, and the sound of breaking through the air continued, and the white and red sword light suddenly flew towards the Spot Card.

Crazy, extremely crazy Long Xueao only wants to defeat the Spot Card in his mind, and there are no other distractions. After the crazy Long Xueao makes his strongest move.

Banka looked at the sword with a serious expression, with the frost sword in his hand crossed in front of him, and he blew the words "Ice Enchantment" and fell. A thick ice wall suddenly appeared in the air, covering Banka inside the ice wall.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom" and "Boom" sounds constantly, and countless swords hit the ice wall, and the ice wall trembled violently, but it was no longer cracked.

The crisp sound of "scratch" was remembered. The ice wall that was constantly hit by countless knife lights appeared, and the range of the cracks became larger and larger, and finally turned into ice and fell.

The spot card in the ice wall was already ready. The eyes narrowed slightly, and the frost sword in his hand stirred up layers of mist. The energy in the spot card's body rushed into the frost sword. The frost sword became larger and larger, and gradually formed a giant sword that was three meters high and half a meter wide.

The giant sword "Frost is in the world" swung out, and accompanied by a huge sword energy pounced on Long Xueao.

"Fight, Crazy Demon Arrives" last chance, this is Long Xue'ao's last attack. His body's blood power is basically exhausted. Only by exerting his most powerful attack can he defeat the Spot Card. The crazy fighting spirit ripples in the air, and countless energy sinks into the Blood Dragon Sword at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the soft light becomes more and more powerful.

The Yinglong pattern on the blade appeared unknowingly, absorbing the terrifying energy around it.

The Blood Dragon Sword slashed at the spot card again with the domineering dragon roar mixed with the sound of the domineering dragon.

Puff, the two swords collided, and Long Xueao's body fell heavily from the air like a kite with a broken string. The blood dragon sword in his hand broke free from Long Xueao's left hand and inserted it into the ground. Blood rushes wildly from Long Xueao's mouth.

"No" Hamlet, who was underground, saw Long Xueao turn back to his original state and vomit blood and fall into the air. He strides towards the ground where Long Xueao is about to fall. His hands are red and he wants to use Long Xueao.

"Don't worry, the child is going to be fine, Long Xueao will not be a problem!" Dean Prodis appeared in the air, steadily caught Long Xueao's body, and told Hamlet underground.

"Thank you, Dean, thank you." Hamlet on the ground could only say thank you at this time, praying in his heart that Long Xueao had nothing to do.

"Banka, go with me together," Dean Prodis ordered to Banka with a pale face in the sky.

"Yes, Dean" Banka answered Prodis listlessly like a misty balloon. Whoosh, the three of them crossed the sky like meteors, and no one saw the blood dragon sword falling on the ground disappearing with Long Xueao's disappearance.

"Ah, Mentor Ling Tian, ​​are you sure we were not wrong just now? The tutor Banka was fighting with another master just now, not a college tutor who had just applied for?" A student woke up in shock and shouted loudly to Mentor Ling Tianling beside him.

"That's right, that's a student. You have to work hard! I didn't expect that a peerless genius from Mahal College has produced a peerless genius. It's really the Yangtze River that has pushed the waves and the waves in the sand stall!" Mentor Ling Tian sighed as if he was thinking.

"Is this a genius able to describe it? That's obviously a blame for me! It's not a genius." The student on the side heard the sigh of tutor Ling Tian and corrected his grumble. In the eyes of these students, this is no longer a genius. What a glory it would be to be able to fight with the tutors of the academy and injure the tutors.

Among the students, several students from different places whispered, "Haha, it seems that I was not in the wrong place, and finally there is a new student that makes me fall in love with."

"I'm not in Dugu anymore, I look forward to a fight with him."

"The original waste has become so powerful, will the Long family let him go?"
Chapter completed!