Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

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Thirty-two students from Honghu College all stood on the campus.

Meng Zhiqiu stood arrogantly at the front of the crowd, tens of meters away from Bai Chen, facing **** for tat.

As the first student in the academy to dare to challenge Mr., and at the same time the heir to one of the four great powers of the Central Continent, his battle is bound to cause a lot of trouble.

The depression on the scene for a while, made the sky clouded inexplicably.

Yin Qingyan and Liu Rufeng looked at the direction of the school in amazement, wondering what kind of amazing teaching this Mr. Jiang was going to do.

"Do you think Mr. Jiang can win?"

Hua Si scratched his head dumbly.

"He wins a fart! How about you when the Nanyue faction is an ordinary arena?" Bei Mubo clearly showed deep respect when he mentioned the word Nanyue.

"But... after all, he is our husband, he must be unfathomable!"

Hearing Hua Siqiong's words, Bei Mubo immediately sneered: "You soil buns from the countryside, I really don't bother to talk nonsense with you. Let me tell you this. If Jiang Xiaobai can beat Brother Meng today, I will be there. Wash your hair upside down here!"

"Don't say it too early, our husband at Honghu Academy is not as weak as you think."

A woman's gentle voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Everyone looked back, immediately ashamed.

"Mr. Yin, Mr. Liu."

The students responded respectfully.

In their opinion, Bai Chen is just a ranger with no roots, but the Yin and Liu families are well-known big families in Xuanzhou. Not only are they rich in financial resources, but the Luocaotang and Wanjianmen behind them are also powerful. Zongmen, the status is second only to Shenfeng Pavilion.

Therefore, to these two gentlemen, no one in the college dared to show disrespect except Meng Zhiqiu who has the qualification to dare to despise them.

Originally, the Shenfeng Pavilion was as famous as Nanyue, but Shen Yeyao's living in the Shenfeng Pavilion was not as dignified as a dog.

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The turbulent energy stirred the sky with overcast clouds. In this dark, ghostly weather, Meng Zhiqiu's spiritual power was like a holy light tearing the darkness, shining brightly between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Bai Chen's three-star Eternal Sky Realm's spiritual power fluctuations have also diffused. Although these students have been extremely terrifying, they are still significantly weaker than Meng Zhiqiu.

Meng Zhiqiu squeezed the saber around his waist, pulled it out, and immediately raised his cold eyes: "Mr. Jiang, let me see your own spiritual skills!"

Hearing this, Bai Chen smiled silently, and when his handprint moved, a willow branch flew over from a distance, and was finally held in his hand, the willow branch stretched straight.

"Mr. Jiang, what is he going to do, do you want to take a willow branch against Meng Zhiqiu?!"

Gongsun Bai hid behind Hua Siqiong, shocked.

Compared to everyone's surprise, Meng Zhiqiu was even more angry at this moment.

Willow branches...

Who do you look down on? !

Suddenly, Bai Chen held a willow branch and stepped on the void with the sole of his foot. His body suddenly leaped into the sky. Under everyone's attention, his body quickly spun, and the gorgeous air flow began to whirl with his body.

"This move...?!"

Meng Zhiqiu gradually frowned.

Bai Chen didn't recognize the starting style of this move.

With his knowledge, he didn't even recognize it!

Is it really Mr. Jiang's own magic skills?

But this world energy...

He raised his head solemnly, and saw that Bai Chen at this moment was like a huge whirlpool, absorbing the energy of the world around him wildly. The storm formed around him in a moment, a vast and boundless energy fluctuation, instantly Jump a thousand miles!

Yin Qingyan and Liu Rufeng looked at each other at the same time, and a deep look of horror appeared in their eyes.

And Shen Zheyao and Nan Yue'er are also holding hands tightly. Obviously, they have never thought that Mr.'s self-created spiritual skills can actually be tyrannical to such a degree.

"The First Form of Fulong Sword Art-Tornado Rain Strike!"

Following Bai Chen's stern shout, the willow branches in his hand flicked forward, and the hurricane around him instantly flashed a dazzling purple thunder, and he blasted away in the direction of Meng Zhiqiu with the momentum of thunder.

"Sure enough... awesome!"

Seeing this scene, Meng Zhiqiu finally confessed Bai Chen's savvy personally, at least let him come from the creation of spiritual skills, he is absolutely unable to create such a powerful spiritual skills!

However, this can only make him appreciate it, after all, compared with the spiritual skills created by their Nanyue ancestors, this tornado rain strike is still a bit pale in comparison.

Facing the lightning storm that struck, Meng Zhiqiu's eyes condensed, and suddenly he held the sword in front of him, clenched his hands, and slammed down.

At this moment, behind him, a huge sword shadow that was taller than the academy's pavilion immediately appeared, with a terrifying wind, directly slashing the lightning storm in front of him from the middle in an instant.

With a flick of the long sword, Meng Zhiqiu was about to raise his eyes to admire, but when he saw the bright Venus in the sky, his face suddenly stiffened.

At this moment, in the sky, among the thick clouds like ink painting, golden stars are flying, like a star in the sky, but it makes people feel within reach.

The condensing of infinite starlight made the sky bright again, even a little dazzling.

The students were shocked by this bizarre vision of heaven and earth, and they retreated quickly, and all their horrified eyes gathered on Bai Chen.

"Fulong Sword Art Third Form-Han Xing Wuying Slash!"

I saw the faintly visible blue figure in the sky, and suddenly the handprint moved, the infinite starlight was all gathered in one place, and finally turned into an invisible air stream, like a sharp and invisible holy sword, directly Cut through the sky and rushed in the direction of Meng Zhiqiu.

Upon seeing this, Meng Zhiqiu's face suddenly changed, and as his handprints danced, the four-color air currents of blue, yellow, red and green began to whirl around him.

Seeing this scene, Shen Zheyao couldn't help but secretly marvel, Mr. Jiang actually forced him to use the Meteor Sword Formation!

"Meteor Sword Array!"

Sure enough, Meng Zhiqiu suddenly stabbed the long sword in his hand to the ground. Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng made a few violent blasts, and four different colors of sword shadows appeared directly in his four directions: east, west, south, and north.

With four sword shadows standing among the trees, Meng Zhiqiu's handprints moved again, and a wave of water-like waves rushed forward, and immediately collided with the invisible sword of Fulong Sword Art.

boom!

A vast and boundless energy shock wave rushed straight into the sky with the smallest range.

In an instant, the clouds dissipated, and the entire sky became clear.

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Bai Chen nodded suddenly when he saw Meng Zhiqiu's Meteor Sword Formation.

As expected to be the first freshman of this year, he did not expect him in vain.

However, if you want to absorb this kid into Chenyao Sword Sect, you have to suppress his spirit.

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"Fulong Sword Jue Fourth Style-Kanglong Wugui."

Bai Chen's clear voice rolled like thunder from the sky again.

"There are still moves?!"

Meng Zhiqiu held the trembling palm of his hand and looked at the floating figure in the sky, his eyes finally filled with endless shock.

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