Shamanism kills the god

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The moment Wen Feixue was about to fly and land on the stage of life and death, a blood-red vine suddenly appeared and wrapped around her body at an incredible speed; then he pulled her back forcefully, pulling her back. %&*";

After a brief accident, Mu Feng made a sudden move and dragged the desperate Wen Feixue to his side.

"Feixue, just sit on the floating platform and watch how I kill the enemy, let me learn from Gong Gong!"

Mu Feng took a deep breath, and then resolutely flew towards the stage of life and death.

This time, the challenge is unprecedentedly dangerous; but as a student with strong bones and a blood refining witch who never gives up, no matter how dangerous it is, you have to face it!

"Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second!"

"Wen...Wu..."

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On the high hanging platform, watching Mu Feng's back going forward, the students waved their long sleeves and sang loudly.

Compared with the masters of the world gathered here, although their cultivation bases are shallow, they are full of energy and their movements are uniform.Under the all-white academic robes, there is a whole body of righteousness, which allows people to see the iron bones of a scholar, and the demeanor of not being afraid of hardships, taking risks and exploring!

"Weak but not humble, tenacious but not arrogant, neither arrogant nor humble, good!"

"With such generations of students, it is no wonder that the Xiangshan Academy stands tall in the chaotic world of mortals and has a long history."

"Well, in this respect, the Xiangshan Academy is even better than the Jixia Academy built by Emperor Tongtian himself, amazing!"

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Seeing the resolute, even pious expressions of many students for the sake of their beliefs, everyone looked sideways at them. i^Especially the young man with a big bamboo hat on a suspended platform in the north, his eyes were bright, and he looked carefully at the expressions and eyes of each student.

"When I was in the imperial capital, my teacher once told me that the real master is not in the Jixia Academy in the imperial capital, but in the Xiangshan Academy in the far southern Xinjiang. Now it seems that it is true!" A young man with a big hat on his head With eyes like torches, watching the uniform movements of many students and the awe-inspiring righteousness shown in their gestures, nodding from time to time, it seems that they have a lot of feelings.

Hearing what he said, the many black-clothed men who surrounded him remained motionless, maintaining the same movement like stone sculptures, with their heads slightly lowered.Only an old man with a gray beard on the left raised his head, glanced at the hanging platform where the Xiangshan Academy was located, and said slowly: "Young Master Mingjian, in some places, the Xiangshan Academy with a long history is indeed not only a few decades old. It can be compared with Jixia Academy. For thousands of years, Xiangshan Academy has cultivated countless masters in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and there are not a few who have become the pillars of a country. Unfortunately, once the Xiangshan Academy is branded The imprint of the soul of the palace is hard to wear away in a lifetime. No matter how deep the knowledge is, no matter how high the credit is, if you don't know how to be flexible, how many people will end up with a good death in the end, it's a pity..."

Unable to end well?

The young man with the big bamboo hat on his head smiled lightly, and didn't continue to talk about this topic.The tone suddenly changed, and he asked: "Li Gongfeng, I heard that the former emperor Mu Taifu left a posthumous child, who grew up to be full of economics, and joined the Xiangshan Academy after being named a Jianning scholar. Could it be this student in front of me? Mufeng?"

"We still need to check the details, but it seems that it is very possible!"

The grey-bearded Li Gongfeng paused for a moment, and continued cautiously: "There are too many things involved in the matter of the former Mu Taifu. I don't know how many people were killed in those years. My son, we have other important things to do when we go south this time. It is best not to Easy to get involved. As a young master, although he is not afraid of some gossip; but the government and the public are in turmoil right now, with the support of Grand Master Zhao Wuji, the prince is powerful, young master, it is better to be careful."

"Don't worry, I have my own measure!"

The young man with the big bamboo hat on his head nodded, with a hunchback and back, his eyes were piercing, and he seemed confident, "Li Gongfeng, is there any latest news from Jiangling Mansion, has Tuoba Tiandu left the Heavenly Demon Battlefield?"

"The fish has been hooked, and everything is going according to plan. Don't worry, my lord!" Li Gongfeng, with a gray beard, answered with a bow.

"Okay, that's good!"

The young man nodded, said nothing more, and looked intently at the platform of life and death below.

With both feet on the stage of life and death, Mu Feng was not as nervous and restless as people expected, but was as calm and composed as ever.After looking at it for a while, he said loudly: "Student Mu Feng, I have met all the adults!"

"Okay, the big contest has officially started. Please, the challengers of the first round..."

The voice of Kongming Messenger Jian Yi suddenly sounded, echoing in the empty valley.

In an instant, the atmosphere in Kongming Valley suddenly became tense, and everyone stared intently, waiting for the wonderful arrival.

Looking at Mu Feng standing on the stage of life and death, the irritable Patriarch Donghai hesitated a little, and was about to step forward recklessly, when a flash of sword light flashed in the air, and a man in white rushed to the stage of life and death first, Standing coldly opposite Mu Feng.There was a long sword hanging from his waist, which was imposing. It was none other than Zhan Feng, who had lost a match in the strategy discussion before, and the personal disciple of the director of Yujiantang of Xianjianmen.

It's him?

Mu Feng's pupils constricted when he saw Zhan Feng who was riding a flying sword and landed on the platform of life and death.

The disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect have always been proud and arrogant, and they must retaliate. This point has been deeply learned as early as on the way to the Poison Sect.After defeating Zhan Feng, a disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect, in the policy theory, and publicly declaring that the immortal way is selfish, he knew that the other party would definitely not give up easily.It's just that he didn't expect that the other party's revenge would come so soon.

As soon as I stepped on the stage of life and death, the other party followed me. It seemed that I couldn't wait!

"Mu Feng, no, Mr. Mu, we meet again."

Looking at Mu Feng with a dignified face, Zhan Feng smiled coldly, "However, this time, it's no longer a matter of talking. Whoever loses will lose his life, hahaha!"

Looking at Mu Feng, who was only at the peak of the elite state, Zhan Feng laughed, and a majestic force burst out of his body, murderous.With a few whirring sounds, thousands of two-finger-wide golden flying swords suddenly appeared outside his body, spinning rapidly around his body, beating like golden carps.

Real world!

As the most powerful disciple among the seven personal disciples of the director of the hall, Zhanfeng showed his strength without reservation, and fully unfolded the coercion of a real person.Trying to hit Mu Feng's confidence and fighting spirit hard before starting the battle, admiring the panic and helplessness on his face.

Ordinary cultivators, being able to control a flying sword is already remarkable, but what does it mean to be able to control thousands of sharp flying swords freely?

Looking at the thousands of flying swords outside Zhan Feng's body, the people watching the battle on the many suspended platforms screamed in shock, feeling a sharp edge coming towards them from a long distance away.It is conceivable how terrifying the coercion that Mu Feng, who bears the brunt of the brunt, endured!In an instant, on the hanging platform where the Xiangshan Academy was located, except for the palace master Ye Beigong who was still wandering thousands of miles away, all the disciples including Wen Feixue and Ye Kexuan changed their expressions drastically!