On the other hand, many of the weaker students in the back fainted on the spot, unable to withstand the impact.
The entire plaza was like a sea of hellfire, filled with endless screams and wails.
Zuo Ming's face was as white as paper, his body trembling.
Not to mention Zuo Heng, even an origin realm expert wouldn't dare say they could easily withstand such a terrifying attack.
Wang Qing's face was also terrifyingly dark as he stared at the lone figure in the sky. He felt as if a boulder was pressing down on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.
Qing Buli suddenly said, "Si Feiyu, the fire is too big. Don't burn the academy's flowers and plants."
"Yes."
Si Feiyu understood. He stood up and flew into the air, forming a seal with one hand.
Suddenly, the wind blew and the clouds surged. A drop of water appeared in his hand. It grew bigger and bigger, sucking in all the water vapor in the sky. It turned into a water ball with a diameter of several feet. With a bang, it exploded.
Heavy rain poured down from the sky, falling into the sea of fire with a pitter-patter.
Yang Qingxuan also flew over. He reached out and the World Bright Seal flew back into his palm, turning back into an ordinary stone without any spirit energy.
Si Feiyu glanced at his hand. "This treasure is not bad. It can sweep through the five great academies."
Yang Qingxuan smiled wryly and shook his head.
The World Bright Seal consumed too much energy. Every time it was used, it would consume tens of thousands of low-grade yang spirit stones. It couldn't be used at all.
Si Feiyu guessed as much and chuckled. "This is good too. You won't have to rely too much on external items."
The fire below was quickly extinguished. Si Feiyu had completed his task and disappeared in a flash, returning to his original position.
After the sea of fire was extinguished, the scene was too horrible to look at. The entire formation had been smashed, most of it falling into the hole Fu Zhuo had made.
Zuo Heng was nowhere to be seen.
"Is he dead? That blow just now must have turned him into minced meat. "
"That's too scary. He has such a terrifying trump card. Even You Ye can't take it, right?"
"Not only that, he's really good at hiding himself. When he was killing Ye Mingchuan, he didn't reveal himself even though he was in danger several times. Did he do that just to kill Zuo Heng?"
All sorts of questions and shock could be heard from the crowd. They all looked at the man descending from the sky with fear.
Yang Qingxuan stepped on a broken piece of an array tool, coldly staring at the bottomless hole.
Fu Zhuo's terrifying attack had not only shattered the space, but it had also shaved off the shattered pieces. Now that they were carefully observing the hole, they could feel the terrifying power of the Martial Spirit.
"Humph, are you trying to feign death so that you can launch a sneak attack and deal me a fatal blow?"
Yang Qingxuan suddenly sneered, "That's a good idea, but the reality is too cruel."
"What? Zuo Heng is still alive?! "
As soon as this was said, it was as if a pot had exploded. Many people even flew into the air to look into the black hole, but they couldn't see anything.
You Ye's expression was equally grave as he said, "I can't sense Zuo Heng's aura at all. Can he see through this pit?"
In the Red Line Forbidden Area, Zuo Ming swallowed with difficulty. His hands were clenched tightly, and his body was trembling violently.
On a tree far away, Hua Ling leaned against the trunk with an ugly expression, "It seems that this trip was in vain. The person who bought the Yang Spirit Stones was only trying to fill up the Brilliant World Seal."
Hua Ling's face was filled with disappointment and loneliness. She lowered her eyes. The life and death battle in front of her couldn't arouse any of her interest.
Tian Kai was shocked and said, "Miss, the Brilliant World Seal is too powerful. It's a pity to sell such a precious treasure to someone else."
Hua Ling snorted and said, "The Brilliant World Seal is indeed not bad, but it's just an ordinary ancient treasure. What's there to pity?"
Her tone was cold and she was in an extremely bad mood. She had come with high expectations, but she returned with disappointment.
"Let's go."
Hua Ling coldly walked to the top of the tree. Just as she was about to fly over, she suddenly stopped. Her feet seemed to be glued to the ground, and she couldn't move even half an inch.
On that delicate face, the red lips parted, and her face was filled with shock.
"That's …"
Hua Ling hurriedly opened her eyes and looked over. Beads of sweat actually fell from her temples.
Yang Qingxuan raised his hand, and Sword Souls appeared beside him, slashing into the black hole with the Sword Chant.
"Bang!"
The sound of metal colliding came from below. Then, a figure leaped out.
"Hey! He really didn't die! "
Everyone was shocked. Their hearts were in turmoil, "How can he still be alive?!"
Yang Qingxuan grinned and said, "I'm waiting for you to come up and die!"
The night of a hundred ghosts released a sword sound. The lost spirit light continued to bloom. Terrifying green sword qi shot out. Yang Qingxuan grabbed the big sword and slashed down.
"Gulp."
In the distance, Hua Ling gulped as she stared intently at the Sword Mark between Yang Qingxuan's eyebrows and the Sword Soul that had appeared around him. It was as if she had seen something unbelievable. "No, impossible …"
Tian Kai saw her trembling as if she was very scared. He asked in surprise, "Miss, what's wrong?"
Hua Ling turned a deaf ear to Tian Kai. She held the trunk with one hand and stared ahead. Her fingers unconsciously inserted into the tree. Her palms were full of sweat.
In the center of the square, Zuo Heng rushed out of the deep pit. He was covered in blood and his face was full of anger. A large number of poisonous vines burst out from his body. He raised Spring Rain and faced the sword.
Those poisonous vines spread on Spring Rain, and their power doubled.
But suddenly, all the poisonous vines stopped and retracted. They were suppressed by the martial intent of the Taixuan Sword Tomb.
"Bang!"
Yang Qingxuan's sword ruthlessly struck Spring Rain of Night. Without the protection of the poison vine, Spring Rain of Night's sharpness dimmed, and it was shaken to the point of crying endlessly.
Zuo Heng was beaten back into the deep pit and fell down.
Yang Qingxuan stared at the deep pit. His eyes were cold. Then, he raised his sword again. Six rays of Burning Yang Qi flew around the night of a hundred ghosts and slammed into the deep pit.
Six huge fireballs spiraled down, illuminating the situation inside clearly.
"I see you!"
Yang Qingxuan's figure flashed and jumped into the pit. He followed behind the six fireballs and slashed down with his sword.
…
Hua Ling's figure flashed and disappeared from the trunk.
"That seemed to be a martial spirit suppression. Is this guy's martial spirit really …? How is it possible? This is ridiculous."
Hua Ling flashed a few times in the air and landed on the side of the arena without anyone noticing. She quietly hid her aura.
She even covered her face with a veil to prevent others from noticing her appearance.
But the moment it fell, she was stunned, and the hand that was holding the veil also stopped in midair.
On the side of the arena stood a peerless beauty. Just by standing there, she became the scenery of the square.
Hua Ling stood there and said in a daze, "How can there be such a beautiful woman?"
The thought disappeared as soon as it appeared. She smiled bitterly to herself and said, "This is so embarrassing. I was too arrogant. With such a beauty here, who would pay attention to me?" She threw the veil away.
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