Chapter 17 World War I became famous

The soaring flame surrounded his whole body, Qiao Yun was like being in a stove, and the Xuantian broken knife in his hand was also flames.

Yan Xihou, a maniac, looked at Qiao Yun coldly, with an arrogant look on his face and shouted coldly, "Qiao Yun, there is no one else now, and it won't affect your performance. Let's fight quickly."

"Good..." Qiao Yun simply said a good word. Xuantian's broken knife in his hand waved twice, and the flames lingered like a fire dragon galloping, and shouted coldly, "The flames split the mountain."

With the fall of cold shouts, the hot waves were spreading all over the world, and the deafening explosions continued, and the space began to distort as if it were about to collapse.

When Zuo Yue and the elders came, they saw that the two floating not far away were in a mess, their clothes were ragged, and their hair was messy and faintly scattered wisps of smoke.

Looking at Qiao Yun with cold eyes, Yan Xihou, a martial arts maniac, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hand and said, "I didn't expect that your skills are more powerful than the fighter I have ever seen, but my body is strong. Even if you attack fiercely, it is impossible to hurt me. Now you should let me take action... Qiao Yun, I'm asking you whether you will accept it or not?

"Lost? Didn't you hear what we just said?" Qiao Yun gasped twice, and the Xuantian broken knife in his hand had been inserted on the ground. He slowly looked up at the martial arts maniac and sneered like sarcastically.

"To paraphrase what you just said, since you don't give up, I'll beat you until you give up." Yan Xihou, a maniac, drank sarcastically. The soft sword in his hand shook lightly, and the soft sword waved twice with a buzzing sword.

" Stop..." Just as the snake spirit soft sword stabbed Qiao Yun, Zuo Yue shouted loudly and coldly, stepped on the void, leaving a remnant of Taoist shadow in place and flying next to Qiao Yun. The old palm grabbed Qiao Yun's clothes and violently turned Qiao Yun behind him, and the other hand dared to clamp the snake spirit soft sword tightly between the two fingers. Between the fingers.

The hand that clamped the soft sword with two fingers was on the soft side. The soft sword separated from the two fingers. At the same time, it quickly flicked its fingers of the soft sword, and the hand holding the soft sword seemed to have been violently hit by something, and there was severe pain. The soft sword came out of its hand and stood on the ground.

It seems that Zuo Yue's movements are very light, but with great strength, even Yan Xihou, a martial arts maniac, can't stand it.

Qiao Yun, standing behind Zuo Yue, saw this scene clearly. He opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg, and sighed in his heart. Unexpectedly, this old guy's strength was so strong that he was worthy of being the dean of Wufeng College and a disciple of Wu Sheng.

The turbid old eyes shot out a shocking sharp light, and Zuo Yue shouted coldly, "Wu maniac, don't take an inch. If it weren't for the fact that there were people in Wuyi Mountain, how could I let you make such nonsense? If you still want to be forced like this, then don't blame the old man for taking action against a younger generation of you regardless of your face.

Zuo Yue easily repelled the sword and deeply shocked the martial arts man Yan Xihou.

In the face of the strong pressure, the martial arts man had to restrain his arrogant momentum. His eyes fell on Qiao Yun behind him and shouted coldly, "Qiao Yun, you and I have not won or lost today. Next time I must fight with you until we win or lose." After saying that, the martial artist fell to the ground, held the hilt of the sword in his left hand, and pulled out the soft sword.

With the pull-out of the soft sword, the ground suddenly sank and turned into powder.

The martial madman's face was shocked, and the soles of his feet stepped quickly twice to avoid falling into the collapsed pit.

The martial madman stared at the collapsed pit in front of him, and his deep pupils were full of shocking eyes. He took a long breath of cold air and said, "What a powerful force. If this old man loses his face and kills me, I'm afraid I can't even resist a move."

The martial arts man fought for martial arts. When he saw such a powerful martial artist, he was not only not deeply shocked, but also became very awed and said respectfully. "Dean Zuo, the impulse of the younger generation has offended the dignity of the martial arts college. I hope you have a lot of forgiveness of ignorance of the younger generation."

Bu Qianxing is a senior student of Wufeng College. He was injured by him and provoked the majesty of the college so arrogantly. No matter how the martial arts maniac apologizes, it is difficult for Zuo Yue to calm down the forgiveness in his heart. However, as a highly regarded dean, how can he care about the younger generation? He had to wave his hand boredly and said, "Forget forget it, Get out of here quickly."

Yan Xihou, a martial arts man, made a rough salute, and then his eyes fell on Qiao Yun and said faintly, "Qiao Yun, after all, there is still a duel between you and me. Next time I see you, I hope you are stronger. And I'm going to go to the black field. If you think you have confidence in your own strength, you can also take the initiative to challenge me in the black field.

"Er, the black field?" After hearing the words, Qiao Yun suddenly looked stunned. Immediately, a helpless wry smile appeared on his face and said to himself. It seems that he really responded to the madman's words. Maybe we will become friends. Oh, no, it should be good friends.

The figure of the martial arts madman gradually disappeared from sight. Zuo Yue turned around and looked at Qiao Yun and asked with concern; "Qiao Yun, is nothing serious?"

"Well, it's okay. It's just a little injury." Qiao Yun shrugged his shoulders and smiled indifferently.

Zuo Yue patted his shoulder heavily and sighed, "I didn't expect your strength to be so powerful, but it's just a little short of waiting. Otherwise, how could you be defeated by the martial arts man?"

"Lost at the hands of the martial arts madman?" Qiao Yun's eyes turned white. If he forcibly reversed the fighting spirit and used a crazy collapse, it is not certain who will win.

At this time, an old man with a full face also came over and said with a smile, "Amazing, amazing... According to Qiao's strength, it is not too much to be a tutor in the college. It seems that the martial arts college will rise another amazing young strongman.

"To be a college tutor? Er~~Senior, are you trying to make fun of the boy? Qiao Yun said with a shame.

"Ha ha, I forgot to introduce that this elder is Qin Tian, the law enforcement elder in the college. Anyone who wants to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion must be approved." Zuo Yue, who was beside him, quickly introduced Qiao Yun.

"Law enforcement elders?" Qiao Yun took a cold breath and didn't expect to know the law enforcement elders of the college on such an occasion.

Qin Tian smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a crack and said with a smile, "Don't make it so strange. If you don't mind, just call me Elder Qin."

The decisive battle between Qiao Yun and Yan Xihou, a martial arts maniac, is also spread in the Kingdom of Gama.

Yan Xihou, a martial arts man, also had some reputation 50 years ago. Since he defeated Bu Qianxing of Wufeng College a few days ago, and there were rumors that he wanted to defeat the tutor of Wufeng Academy, which also shocked the reputation of martial arts man in the Kingdom of Gama.

And a freshman of Wufeng College can actually 'repulse' the martial arts madman, which also makes the word 'Qiao Yun' full of legend in many people, and is also nicknamed 'the first awesome man in the Kingdom of Gama'.

At the same time, the students in the college were also in awe of Qiao Yun, and many students came to win over the freshman who had just entered the college.

The tutors' attitude towards Qiao Yun has also changed a lot.

Qiao Yun also has to sigh that in this world of the law of the jungle, only strength can be respected by others.

To Qiao Yun's surprise, he took 50 spiritual stones to the Kaisen Chamber of Commerce in Wuyi City for auction, and its price was several times higher than before. An aggressive spiritual stone was actually auctioned to more than 1 million gold coins, which also made Qiao Yun sigh. Although being famous will bring a lot of trouble, it is also for himself. It has brought rich profits.

And the martial arts pavilion has also been opened. Any student who is strong or has stayed in the college for more than one year can enter the martial arts pavilion.

On this day, the students of the college gathered in the back mountain square of the main peak.

Zuo Yue floated in the sky, glanced at all the students in the square, and shouted loudly: "The students' martial arts pavilion has been opened, and the time is limited to one day. I hope you can cherish this day, defeat the guardian of the martial arts pavilion, and find your favorite martial arts skills from it. As for the conditions for entering the Martial Arts Pavilion, I won't say more. You all know that.