Yu Ling slashed with the long knife in her right hand, and the dark magic light in her left hand was ready to attack. In just a moment, more than ten corpses were laid down. The fifth senior sister, who was so efficient in killing people, was a little stunned, especially when she saw Yu Ling's move.

His face was calm and indifferent, as if he was just cutting wheat instead of heads, but the awe-inspiring evil aura on his body was not something ordinary people could possess.

In particular, Yang Lu also noticed keenly that while the other junior brothers were spending their spiritual power to amplify their moves, Yu Ling never used his extremely lethal fire skill, but instead shuttled through the formation like a swimming fish.

In the enemy group, the long sword slashes simply and ruthlessly, often retreating as soon as it touches the enemy, not giving the enemy a chance to surround him, and often killing him with one blow, without giving the enemy a chance to breathe and retreat.

How many times he draws his sword, how many people will die.

God knows how many people Junior Brother Yu has killed to master this extremely concise killing technique. At least Yang Lu asked himself that he couldn't kill so many people quickly while conserving spiritual energy as much as possible.

adversary.

Of course, that was when compared with Yu Ling in the same realm. At this moment, Yang Lu, as a cultivator of transformation, could naturally kill people faster than Yu Ling.

When Yang Lu was charging forward through thorns and thorns, Jie Yan followed closely behind, clearing a large gap so that the junior disciples behind the triangle formation could quickly follow up, while Yu Liang went to help Fang Zijin.

With the two men joining forces, the burly leader of the bandits was instantly forced into a desperate situation, and soon he received several fatal wounds on his body.

But he was worthy of being a desperado for many years. At this moment, his ferocity was aroused. After fighting Fang Zijin for a round, he shouted loudly: "Come to the front and kill Fang Zijin."

Kill everyone else cleanly!"

Yang Lu couldn't help but change his face slightly. They were about to break through the bandits' formation, but they were unable to come back for reinforcements because the distance was too far. The trouble was, although the group of bandits were scattered into pieces,

Fallen, almost defeated, but they are not a well-trained army to begin with. Now they are rushing forward in a chaotic manner, and I am afraid they will also cause great harm to the academy disciples.

She couldn't help but glance at Yu Ling subconsciously, and was slightly startled when she saw that there was no trace of panic or anger on his face.

Yu Ling is not pretending to be calm, just because if Zi Chen is still among the disciples, with a spirit master like her here, how can this group of fierce gangsters surpass even half a step?

He looked away from a distance and saw that an elegant purple dress had flown out and arrived outside the outer circle. Amidst the exclamations of other disciples, Zi Chenruo was as calm as a fairy, too calm to eat.

Fireworks.

"Oh, what a beautiful girl, she is my cup of tea!"

"Little girl, do you want to have a good time with me, my brother, by standing up so proactively?"

"Go, go, go! Don't argue with me, I'm telling you, I'm the one who likes you first!"

Of course, the gangsters were not afraid of such a charming and delicate girl. Instead, they laughed in unison, teased her with malice, and even felt like having a "fight" with her.

The academy disciples blushed with anger, especially loyal admirers like Lei Qun. How could they tolerate the goddess being humiliated like this? They immediately rushed out to fight.

"Stand still, don't mess up the formation." Zi Chenruo turned a deaf ear and was so calm that there was no disturbance at all.

Because she never gets angry at dead people or dying people.

"Zheng——"

In the noisy wasteland, a guqin floated in the air in front of the girl. With a gentle touch of her delicate white hands, a clear and sharp sound rang out.

At this moment, it was as if the air had turned into the surface of the lake, and the sound of the piano was like the stones thrown into the lake, creating circles of ripples that spread out endlessly and continuously.

An invisible barrier stretched across the border with Zi Chenruo. Behind her were the academy disciples standing in a circle, and in front of her were a group of fierce bandits and enemies coming like a tidal wave.

One person, one piano, standing alone, but no one can open it.

There are no gorgeous spiritual skills, no brilliant rain of light, only the sound of the piano filled with the aura of murderous coldness, but the drumbeat of the god of death is echoing.

The fierce bandits' charge unknowingly stagnated. They had to stop because row after row of companions had fallen in front of them. Even men and horses fell to the ground silently, obviously without any body.

The wound was so strange that he stopped breathing.

Looking at the purple-clothed girl who looks like an immortal, she is clearly a murderer without batting an eyelid. Even though these gangsters lick blood from their swords every day, they can't help but be frightened to the core at this moment. They just feel chilled in their hearts. How can they not be like just now?

Is it meant to be a joke?

The killing movement was like the sound of death to the gangsters, but to Yang Lu and the others, it was the thunderous sound of war drums that made people's blood boil. It was as if their spiritual power had increased by a few percent out of thin air, making them more energetic when killing their enemies.

A team of more than a hundred people pierced through the bandit's formation like a sharp cone, and then drove back like a sharp cone. When Yu Ling came to Zi Chenruo who was playing the piano again, he faced the intruder with her.

The enemy, the fierce bandits on the opposite side have long lost the majesty they had when they first arrived. Looking at their frightened and panicked looks, they are clearly as panicked as a lost dog.

They were already riding a tiger, unable to move forward or retreat. They neither dared to challenge the majesty of the witch playing the harp, nor dared to retreat and escape. They had no choice but to look at the leader for help. Who knew that the next scene would make them even more terrified.

"retreat!"

When the burly man saw such a scene, he had to grit his teeth and shout. However, before he could get away, Fang Zijin and Yu Liang launched a fatal blow at the same time.

A phantom of nothingness seemed to descend from the underworld, wrapping around the burly man. The cold air instantly trapped his limbs, making him temporarily unable to move.

And in just such a moment, Yu Liang flicked his sleeves and waved a divine light, which directly shattered the burly man's defensive skills, and cut off his head with a pop. There was still an incredible look of shock and unwillingness on his face.

Fang Zijin looked at the head flying towards him, and rolled it high into the sky with a wave of his sleeves. When countless gangsters looked up blankly, the head suddenly exploded, and the flesh and blood were like fireworks.

It usually fills the sky and splashes everywhere.

A few drops of blood fell on the face of a gangster who was staring blankly at the sky, causing him to scream in shock, as if he couldn't believe that the leader who was fine just a moment ago was now dead in such a miserable way.

This scream seemed to have vented all their courage, and the gangsters finally completely collapsed and fled in panic like headless flies, not knowing where they were going.

Yang Lu casually led people to chase him for a few hundred meters, then withdrew again. After all, there were quite a lot of gangsters left. If they hadn't been weakened, and they really wanted to fight to the death, the academy disciples would definitely die a lot.

people.

When she came back, she saw Zi Chenruo, who was slightly pale, quietly putting away the guqin. A faint smile appeared on her face, and she said softly to the young man beside her: "This song also helps me think about it."

Give me a name."

"Let's call it "Ambush from Flying Daggers"." Yu Ling said without thinking.

In the blood-stained wilderness, the two of them seemed to be unable to see the mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the ground. They were completely calm and calm, as if they were chatting about elegant things in front of flowers and under the moon.

Such a scene should be very strange, but Yang Lu didn't feel at all contrary to it.

"Junior Sister Zi, thank you for your hard work. You should take a good rest first." Yang Lu waited for a while, and when he saw that Yu Ling and the others had no intention of continuing the conversation, he stepped forward and nodded.

"Also, Junior Brother Yu, seeing that you are not tired, then continue working and search for all the spiritual rings from those ruthless bandits to see if there is anything good." Senior Sister Yang Lu said with dignity.

"I knew it..." Jie Yan rolled his eyes and whispered to Yu Ling: "Our fifth senior sister has a nickname called 'Locust'. Do you know what it means... Oops!"

Yang Lu kicked him fiercely on the buttocks, causing the poor sixth junior brother to dance in a parabolic motion and fall down among the corpses of the gangsters with a thud.
Chapter completed!