Yan Ming fell.
He was wearing the Mirage Armor and wielding the Shadowless Sword, but Yan Ge only used three fingers to make him fall. Next, he swiped his index finger and used Yan Ming's Shadowless Sword to cut his finger. As the blood dripped down, Yan Ge flicked his finger. The blood split into five and landed on Yan Ming's wrist, ankle, and neck, forming five blood rings. Yan Ming, who was about to get up, was immediately confined to the ground by the five blood rings, unable to move.
"This doesn't look like something you have learned in the North Style Academy." Yan Ming struggled a few times but was unable to break free. He didn't panic as he looked at the blood rings on his left wrist and said calmly.
"I don't have time to chat with you. Borrow my brother's Mirage Armor." Yan Ge said and waved his finger. A blood thread gushed out from the five blood rings that confined Yan Ming's body and drilled into Yan Ming's clothes as if they were living creatures.
The Mirage Armor was Yan Ming's personal armor. It was also custom-made and unlike ordinary clothes, it couldn't be worn or taken off at will. But as the blood threads penetrated deeper, Yan Ming could feel that the custom-made armor that connected him to the Mirage Armor was slowly disintegrating, and the process was very smooth. Yan Ge seemed to be very clear about the composition of the custom-made armor.
Yan Ming wasn't surprised by this. Yan Ge was even aware of the conversation between the father and son in the North Study Room. It seemed that the custom-made armor for the Mirage Armor was a matter of course.
In less than half a minute, the custom-made armor was completely broken. The Mirage Armor separated from Yan Ming's body and floated in the air.
Yan Ge waved his hand and the five blood rings immediately dissipated. Yan Ming, who had regained his freedom, immediately wanted to get up. But without the Mirage Armor, he immediately triggered the custom-made Ground Imprisonment and was confined to the ground by the barrier formed by the soul power.
Yan Ge ignored Yan Ming and pointed his finger. The Mirage Armor floated to the side. Chen Chu, who had been waiting at the side, immediately stepped forward and put on the Mirage Armor. He then walked towards the central pillar of the Sevenstar Tower. When he approached the gap where the soul power was surging, the soul power also circulated on the Mirage Armor. Chen Chu controlled the Soul Power and carefully made contact with the surging Soul Power in the middle pillar. Soon, the Soul Power in the Illusionary Armor changed, becoming more and more similar to the Soul Power in the middle pillar. About a minute later, Chen Chu's face lit up and he nodded to Yan Ge.
Yan Ge let out a long sigh. He turned around and looked at Yan Ming, who was trapped in the custom-made box. His expression was a little complicated.
"This is the last time," he said. "Thank you, Imperial Brother."
Rumble rumble rumble …
Suddenly, a muffled clap of thunder came from the sky. The Star Fate Chart that covered the sky above the Seven Stars Valley trembled a few times. Right above the Seven Star Tower, a clear crack suddenly appeared in the dark purple starry sky, and rainwater began to fall from the crack.
However, Lv Chenfeng's custom-made fire dragon wasn't affected in the slightest by this bit of rain. On the contrary, it was as if oil had been poured onto it, the flames becoming more and more ferocious.
The flames blocked the people of the Bei Dou Gate outside the Seven Star Tower. Two minutes passed, but no one was able to do anything.
The crack on the Star Fate Chart cast a shadow over everyone's heart. They were still hoping that the custom-made box would quickly extinguish the fire dragon, but from the looks of it now, the custom-made box seemed to have become unstable.
Xu Lixue stood beside the fire dragon. He had used at least seven different methods, but it didn't have any effect. Instead, his divine weapon, Song Bell, was almost swallowed by the fire dragon.
He wanted to get some help, but when he looked back, all he could see was the scene of devastation in the Seven Stars Valley.
His teacher had fallen. Guo Wu Shu, Song Yuan, Chen Jiu, and the other academicians had all exhausted their strength. Other than him, the few head disciples were all riddled with wounds.
No matter what the outcome of this battle was, the North Style Academy was destined to suffer a great loss. The instigator of all this was right in front of them. He was only a few dozen steps away, but they couldn't move even an inch. The few people of the Bei Dou Gate who rashly tried to barge into the fire dragon all ended up like fallen stars.
Could they only watch the situation develop like this?
Xu Lixue looked at the Seven Stars Tower that was blocked by the fire dragon. He suddenly noticed a blurry figure behind the flames on the seventh floor's window. Xu Lixue's heart moved. He hastily turned his head and searched for the figure he was looking for.
Fang Yizhu helped Lu Ping lie on the ground and stretched his body as much as possible before asking, "How is it?"
"It's alright." Lu Ping said as he tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. His gaze stopped on Huo Ying who was lying motionless on the ground not far away.
"How is he?" Lu Ping asked.
"Who are you talking about?" Fang Yizhu did not care about anyone other than Lu Ping.
"Senior Huo Ying." Lu Ping said.
Fang Yizhu got up and ran over to check Huo Ying's breathing.
"He's not dead yet." He shouted.
Lu Ping heaved a sigh of relief. He turned his head and looked at Lu Chenfeng who was sitting on the eaves of the Seven Stars Tower.
Although they were separated by the fire dragon, Lu Ping could feel that Lu Chenfeng was also looking at him.
Lu Ping felt it was a pity. During his last attack, he didn't have the energy to look for Lu Chenfeng's vital parts amid the noise of the Soul Power. In the end, he could only focus his attack on Lu Chenfeng's heavy footsteps.
He crippled one of Lu Chenfeng's legs, but this kind of injury clearly could not stop Lu Chenfeng's next move. The Nine Dragons Fire Seal completely blocked the people of the Big Dipper Gate.
Chen Chu was still inside.
Lu Ping did not forget what Huo Ying had entrusted him. The person he should take care of the most was Chen Chu. Lu Chenfeng was nothing more than a roadblock, not a key point.
Lu Ping struggled to stand up. Fang Yizhu, who saw this, immediately ran to his side.
"What do you want to do?" Fang Yizhu asked.
"Kill Chen Chu!" Lu Ping said.
"I can't tell that you have such feelings for Big Dipper and hate traitors so much?" Fang Yizhu was surprised.
"It has nothing to do with that." Lu Ping shook his head, "It's just that he's really bad."
"This description is so childish that I don't know what to say." Fang Yizhu looked helpless.
"I need to recover my soul power." Lu Ping sat up and said.
Fang Yizhu patted his shoulder. He looked up at the tragic scene in the Seven Stars Valley and suddenly remembered something.
"Right, there's someone called Morin. Did he graduate from Zhenfeng College like you?" he asked.
"Morin? That's right. "Lu Ping's eyes lit up and he immediately said.
"Oh, he's over there." Fang Yizhu pointed to the edge of the Seven Stars Valley in the distance.
"Why is he here?" Lu Ping asked.
"Well, he seems to be hired by someone to cause trouble." Fang Yizhu said.
"Oh."
"Oh? That's it? Don't you think he's bad? "Fang Yizhu said.
"He's my friend. He shouldn't be bad." Lu Ping said.
"Explain your standards to me when you have the time." Fang Yizhu said as he straightened up. He saw Xu Lixue rushing in their direction and in the blink of an eye, he was beside them.
"What's the maximum range of your teleportation?" Xu Lixue asked.
"You want me to send someone into the Seven Stars Tower?" Fang Yizhu immediately guessed Xu Lixue's purpose.
"There are some people at the top who might be the target of the exchange." Xu Lixue said.
"Why don't you just exchange the Seven Stars Tower?" Fang Yizhu said.
Xu Lixue frowned. He really wasn't in the mood to joke with Fang Yizhu at this time.
"I can't do it at the top." Fang Yizhu was very frank.
"Who did you learn this ability from?" Xu Lixue hurriedly asked.
"Self-taught." Fang Yizhu patted his chest and said.
This time, Xu Lixue was completely disappointed. At this moment, there was another muffled sound from the sky.
"The crack is bigger!" Someone exclaimed. Countless people looked up. The crack on the Star Fate Diagram was gradually expanding, as if it was going to split the diagram in two. However, this unsettling change didn't make the people of the Bei Dou Gate feel any discomfort.
Because the Great Order didn't affect the people of the Bei Dou Gate at all. At this time, the people of the three academies felt the change very clearly.
"The Great Order is loosening." Zhou Xiao, the dean of the Southern Sky Academy, who had been tossed around by Lu Ping, lost face, but his perception was still as sharp as ever.
The crack on the Star Fate Diagram was very directly reflected on the Great Order that was imprisoning them. Now it seemed that it was only a crack, but as the Star Fate Diagram was further torn, the crack was also gradually getting bigger.
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