"What magic pill is it? What's the use of this thing?"

Yang Feng glanced at it and said in confusion.

Lu Chengfeng did not answer, but his face was unprecedentedly solemn, and then he hurriedly shouted to the heavenly masters: "You guys, hurry up, go and see what is abnormal in each competition on the Taoist platform? If the situation is serious, stop it immediately!"

"Yes, Dean!"

After a steady nod, the heavenly masters left. Lu Chengfeng did not neglect, and flashed his body and disappeared.

In the end, only Yang Feng was left here, not knowing what happened.

However, although he had no idea, even Lu Chengfeng, who had always been indifferent, seemed to be facing a great enemy, he knew it was a big deal.

So, when he was free, he went to the various Taoist platforms to see how the poor students were doing. Maybe he still had the opportunity to give some advice and show his superiority, hehe.

However……

"Hell's magic, disillusionment!"

"The magical art of the human world, all worlds are coming!"

"The magical art of beasts, the divine shapes of hundreds of beasts!"

...

A loud bang exploded on the various Taoist platforms, and the terrifying fluctuations of the law spread over the nine heavens. Yang Feng glanced lightly, and was dazzled and almost dumbfounded.

I'll take a break, have these bad guys all cheated? Seven days ago, didn't they only learn one magical skill at most? Why did many people have seven or eight sets, or even more than a dozen sets of magical skills in such a short time?

With the skills in hand, I can understand more than I can understand?

Especially since these people have learned all the six magical skills, I only have one way of heaven.

No, is it really learning quickly outside? I've missed my homework and became a poor student?

Tickling his head, Yang Feng couldn't figure it out, but suddenly a black shadow flashed by, and a familiar face appeared in front of him.

puff!

A mouthful of red spit out, Wu Qiudao fell heavily on the stage, his face quickly pale, his lips sagged, and he lamented: "Fellow Daoist, I admit defeat, wuwuwu!"

Well!

However, a gust of wind flashed, and the figure on the other side seemed to have not let him go. He smiled and said, "It's too late to admit defeat now. The hungry ghost magic technique, the soul-devouring sky!"

ah!

When his body shook, Wu Qiudao let out a harsh howl, then his eyes turned black and his soul instantly shattered, as if blue smoke floated out of his seven orifices.

The man opposite smiled evilly, his eyes were full of ferociousness, but suddenly heard a soft shout: "The Forbidden Technique of Heaven, time and space modification!"

Sao

!

The entire time and space were slightly shaken, and the man suddenly felt his soul dazed. Wu Qiudao, who had already disintegrated his soul, suddenly came back to life, blinking his confused eyes, not understanding.

Yang Feng walked up to him with a gentle pace, looked at the saint with cruel means opposite him, and said coldly: "All the heavens discuss the Tao, nothing more than winning or losing. Xiao Wu has already admitted defeat, and he still kills all the people like this.

Do you two have a grudge?"

"By one against a hundred, the first saint, Yang Feng?"

When his body stagnated, the man couldn't help but take a step back with difficulty when he saw that it was Yang Feng's appearance.

Wu Qiudao's eyes lit up and he said happily: "Brother Yang, did you just save me?"

"Nonsense, you have paid homage to my dock. Who will cover you if I don't cover you? It's just that you have a grudge against this guy? Why does he have to kill you?"

"I...I have no grudges with Saint Qi?"

Wu Qiudao was very innocent, shook his head, his eyes were confused.

Yang Feng frowned and looked at Saint Qi again and said, "This guy named Qi, my little brother offended you somewhere. I asked you to do this on the Taoist stand? If he made any mistake, I will do it for him.

If you bear it, how about it?"

"Hmph, I haven't seen him a few times, I just want him to die."

ah?

The Saint Qi smiled strangely, and Yang Feng was stunned for no reason.

If this happens in the world, he can understand it. After all, the sea of ​​people is vast, and there is no scumbag or pervert? But this is the Holy Domain Academy, all of which are saints who have experienced hardships and practiced for thousands of years.

Even if you have the will to win or lose in the theory of heaven, it is impossible to be so perverted, right?

His feeling reminded Yang Feng of the demon cultivators in the lower realm, who were obsessed with it?

Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng's face suddenly sank and he said calmly: "If my little brother is really at fault, I can explain it to you with a pleasant look, but if you say that, then I, the eldest brother, won't be.

You're welcome. "

"That happens. I also want to see the strength of Saint Yang, hehehe!"

With a sneering laugh, the Saint Qi jumped over and rushed towards Yang Feng, shouting: "Hell Road, Luo Tianda..."

puff!

However, before he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly burst.

Blood sprinkled all over the ground, his limbs turned into powder, only his head flew into the air, his pupils shrank incredibly: "How is it possible? When did he get his hand..."

"past!"

At some point, Yang Feng was standing leisurely behind him, without looking at the bloodstains on the ground, and said contemptuously: "Time and space modification, I went back to the past and broke your body. Your trick is in front of me,

There is no chance of winning!"

"Is this... the magic technique of Saint Yang?"

His face twitched slightly, but Saint Qi was still unwilling to accept it and gritted his teeth and said, "But it just shattered my body, but it still couldn't kill me. The demon body was reborn!"

"Time and space reincarnation!"

Puff puff puff...

In an instant, the saint Qi walked on the old path of Zhao Tianba, and his body gathered and dispersed, dispersed and gathered, over and over again, never stopping.

Yang Feng didn't look at him, but his face was calm and he thought carefully.

He finally knew why the old man Lu was so serious, because the saints in this academy had become very strange, so strange that they were quite dangerous.

Wu Qiudao gasped for a few breaths, and dragged his wounded patient to Yang Feng with difficulty, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Yang, for taking action, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be scattered."

"Hi, it's nothing, it's all brothers, don't be polite!"

He waved his hand unconsciously, and Yang Feng's face suddenly became serious: "I said, brother, tell me the truth, how many magical techniques have you learned now?"

"Uh...Brother Yang, I am a Taoist, and I am close to the Heavenly Dao, so I have been understanding the Heavenly Dao magic. But first, it is difficult to understand the Heavenly Dao magic. Second, my understanding is not as good as you, so I have just realized it until now.

It’s just a magical technique, a forbidden law in heaven and earth, I’m really ashamed!”

"So, you have only realized one thing? Then do you think I have learned more?"

“So many!”

When his eyes lit up, Wu Qiudao couldn't help but praise: "Brother Yang, you are a peerless genius. Your understanding can lead the entire academy."

"Fuck, if I lead the entire academy, why do those people use more magical skills than me?"

"Uh this..."

Frowning, Wu Qiudao also had a strange look on his face: "I don't know this. Seven days ago, everyone had only realized one at most, and some people had not even realized a magical technique. But in just seven days

In the day, why did so many people master so many magical techniques at once? Some of them are still magical techniques that are not compatible with their Taoist traditions, which is strange."

"If something is strange, it will be a monster. Getting something you shouldn't have gotten is not necessarily a good thing."
Chapter completed!