Chapter 167. End

"You just hide here and can't come out." The short-haired young man roared, and the long knife frantically scattered thunder and lightning.

What answered him was a cold sword light.

"Sneer." The long sword stabbed him in the shoulder, and blood suddenly flowed out. Originally, the sword stabbed his heart, but he avoided it, but he did not avoid it completely.

The severe pain suddenly calmed down the anger of the short-haired young man. The other party stabbed him in the heart. If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have died.

"He dared to kill me!"

Thinking of this, his heart was cold, and fear kept breeding.

"Wo." Another sword stabbed him in the thigh while he was distracted.

The short-haired young man trembling all over.

"I admit defeat!" He shouted in humiliation.

A sigh came from the storm, but the short-haired young man was cold all over, and the other party really planned to kill him.

Then the thunder and lightning storm slowly dissipated, revealing the two people in it. The short-haired young man's shoulder and mouth were bleeding. It was not a problem to stop bleeding, but there was a fierce sword spirit at the wound that was constantly tearing his flesh and blood, making him miserable. He must be expelled before he could Stop the bleeding.

Ye Fan stood in front of the short-haired young man indifferently, exuding a cold breath all over his body. The silver robe wrapped around the body, the cold wind sword was matched at his waist, the sword eyebrows and star eyes, and the angular outline was like a sword carving a work of art.

If Jun Wunian is the top beautiful man in the world, then Ye Fan is a resolute and arrogant swordsman. His charm comes from his superb swordsmanship and self-confidence.

There was also a ripple in Jun Ziyan's eyes. She followed Jun Wunian every day. He had been almost immune to other men in the world for a long time, but in the face of the resolute and arrogant Ye Fan at this moment, her heartbeat seemed to be a little faster than usual.

The students below looked at the field in silence, and then suddenly burst into a burst of warm applause.

"Well done!"

"I just want to teach him a lesson."

"What's the ability to bully us newcomers."

"Brother, I respect you!"

......

The warm applause flooded the whole hall, making the short-haired young man's mouth twitch, and there was even more humiliation in his heart, and he couldn't help but have a strong resentment towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan looked at him indifferently and turned away.

The short-haired young man fought with heaven and man in his heart. Listening to the harsh applause, he seemed to hit him in the face again and again, and the hatred in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Kill!" The short-haired young man suddenly rose up and came behind Ye Fan in an instant, and stabbed Ye Fan in the back with a long knife.

All this changed too quickly. By the time everyone reacted, the short-haired young man was about to attack Ye Fan's back.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless bastard!"

All kinds of abuse resounded through the hall, and everyone was indignant.

The long knife did not poke into Ye Fan's body as he thought, and there was no sound of flesh and blood tearing.

"Keng!" A sword was placed on the tip of the knife, making a violent tremor.

Ye Fan slowly turned his head, and the coldness in his eyes seemed to pierce his heart.

The short-haired young man was seen to be cold all over, and then he seemed to understand something and frantically lifted the prohibition on his body, and his breath suddenly began to soar.

"Wan Jian Gui Zong!" Unfortunately, Ye Fan would not give him a chance. The cold wind sword was divided into two, four, four into eight, and finally differentiated ten thousand sword lights and stood in the air, giving people a thrilling feeling.

"Open, open it for me!" The short-haired young man was completely crazy. Under the threat of death, the prohibition on his body was quickly lifted. His breath also rose from the eighth level of status to the perfection of his status, and then he was about to enter the realm of a hundred refining.

"Woth!" Countless sword lights suddenly drowned towards the short-haired youth, and the overwhelming sword light surged like a tide, completely drowning the short-haired youth.

Ye Fan didn't look at it. He turned around and left, because he couldn't survive.

The tall man did not stop all this. He looked at Ye Fan more and more appreciated it, and a very interesting smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Brother!" The other nine people, including the young man who was severely damaged by Jun Wunian, looked at the short-haired young man and exclaimed.

"Interesting." Jun Wunian also looked at Ye Fan with great interest, as if he had a feeling of finding an opponent.

Fee that someone was looking at him. Ye Fan raised his head. Their eyes collided with each other, but there was no fierce spark. Both of them were close at a touch.

But the heart was full of excitement, and a feeling of a fateful opponent surged into their hearts.

The sword light ravaged for 2 minutes, and finally dissipated, and the smoke was permeated, revealing the figure inside.

There was no one in it, and there was no trace left, and even the man's ring was destroyed by Ye Fan's furious sword light.

Seeing such a scene, everyone looked at Ye Fan in awe, and there was an idea that "never be the enemy" in their hearts.

"Papa." The tall man smiled and clapped his hands.

"What a wonderful performance, you, and you, very good, you are not rubbish, I take back the original words." Huangfu Zhan smiled and said to Ye Fan and Jun Wunian.

"But you are still rubbish in my eyes. Why are you also newcomers? The gap between you and them is so big that hundreds of people can't beat him. Ha ha, but in your eyes, such a powerful person is killed by people who are new like you." The tall man continued.

"Well, let me tell you that in Qinglong College, although killing is forbidden on the surface, there are countless people secretly. Hundreds of people die every year. The weak are not qualified to survive here!" The tall man said powerfully.

The students lowered their heads and clenched their fists. Today's blow really taught them a lesson, letting them know that there is a day outside and there is someone outside.

"Let's practice well." The tall man first glanced around, and then took a deep look at Ye Fan and Jun Wunian, and disappeared.

Ye Fan was also ready to leave, but a gentle voice came.

"Brother, you are good at it. I don't know if you can get to know each other. I have no idea." Jun Wunian came over with a smile, with the image of a beautiful prince.

"Ye Fan." Ye Fan smiled.

"Ye Fan, okay, I remember, we will see you again." Jun Wunian smiled, and then took Jun Ziyan away.

Before leaving, Jun Ziyan looked back and then turned her head again.

"You have no thoughts, no thoughts, is there nothing in the world worth thinking about?" Ye Fan thought to him.

"Brother, I'm leaving. My residence is at No. 510, Muxing. It's not the same district as you." Wang Jun said to Ye Fan.