"A dozen students from Danwu College. Not bad, not bad."
The corner of the black-clothed old man's mouth curled up as his gaze swept across the crowd like a hunting dog staring at its prey. He said, "Now I'll give you a chance to live. Whoever can withstand one of my attacks will be allowed to leave."
Hearing the black-clothed old man's words, a few of the early stage Xiantian realm cultivators revealed a joyful expression. However, their expressions quickly turned gloomy.
Although the chance to withstand one of the black-clothed old man's attacks seemed very high, it was actually very slim.
The black-clothed old man was at the peak of the Xiantian realm. Not to mention early stage Xiantian realm cultivators, even late stage Xiantian realm cultivators might not be able to withstand one of his attacks.
"Let me!"
Suddenly, a young man in his twenties stepped forward and shouted, "I'll take one of your attacks!"
Looking at the young man, the black-clothed old man shook his head and said, "Peak Houtian realm cultivation, I don't even need 10% of my strength to deal with you."
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-clothed old man's feet touched the ground and he instantly dashed forward.
Bang!
In the next moment, there was a loud bang and the young man's body was like a kite with a broken string. He fell straight to the ground.
Puchi!
A mouthful of blood sprayed out and the young man died on the spot.
Hua!
The death of the young man caused the expressions of the other Danwu College students to change dramatically. Their eyes were filled with fear and despair.
The black-clothed old man clapped his hands and said, "How boring. I didn't even use any strength and he already fell. Who's next?"
This time, none of the remaining people dared to make a move. After all, they had just been taught a bloody lesson. No one wanted to face the god of death so early.
A moment later, a man in light blue clothes said, "You guys besieged the students of Danwu College. Aren't you afraid that the dean's elder will come and fight you?"
"Fight me?"
The black-clothed old man pointed at his nose and laughed wildly. "To tell you the truth, your elder has already been besieged by the upper echelons of the Corpse Sect. His life or death is unknown. You want them to come and save you? Wishful thinking. "
The man in blue felt a chill in his heart. He had been hoping that the Academy Elders would come to his rescue, but now it seemed that he had been thinking too much.
The man's name was Han Feng, and he was the only old student from Danwu College who had come out for training. His strength had reached the peak of the middle stage of the Xiantian realm!
Before coming here, the elders of the academy had instructed him to protect the students of the academy.
Now that such a huge change had occurred, he was also very distressed.
Han Feng took a step forward and said, "How about we make a deal? As long as I can withstand one of your attacks, you'll let go of a student from Danwu College!"
The black-clothed elder raised his eyebrows and stared at Han Feng with interest.
"Peak of Xiantian middle-stage. He broke through to the peak of Xiantian middle-stage at such a young age. It seems like the decision made by the sect's higher-ups was right." The black-robed old man was secretly shocked because Han Feng was almost twenty-one years old, and his cultivation had already broken through to the peak of the middle-stage Xiantian realm, only one step away from the late-stage Xiantian realm.
Even in the Great Xia Kingdom's Corpse Sect, this kind of talent would be heavily nurtured.
"Brother Han Feng, you mustn't!"
"Yeah, you're no match for him."
"Where there is life, there is hope!"
Han Feng's face darkened, and he said coldly, "All of you, shut up! I'm your big brother, your senior. I have the obligation and responsibility to protect your safety! "
"Since you want to play, then I'll play with you." The black-clothed elder waved his hand, and suddenly, twenty peak Houtian realm warriors walked out from behind him.
Pointing at the twenty peak Houtian realm warriors, the black-clothed elder said, "I won't fight with you. If you can withstand their siege for half an hour, I'll let one student go. Hold on for an hour, and I'll let two students go until they're all gone. "
Xiu!
Han Feng didn't speak any nonsense. His figure flashed, and he landed in the middle of the twenty peak Houtian realm warriors.
After landing on the battlefield, Han Feng seemed to have changed into a different person. His eyes were sharp, and he repeatedly pointed his fingers. Streaks of cold light swept out from his fingertips.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The muffled sounds of flesh exploding continuously resounded in this area. These sounds were like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. Every time these sounds rang out, a peak Houtian realm black-clothed martial artist would fall to the ground, his eyes dim and lifeless!
The sudden and unexpected turn of events caused everyone, including the black-clothed old man, to be stunned.
Especially the black-clothed elder. He didn't expect Han Feng to be so strong.
It should be known that Han Feng had been seriously injured before, and his Yuan Qi was almost depleted. Yet, he still had such combat strength.
This kind of strength was really terrifying.
Although Han Feng had displayed a strong combat strength at the beginning, forcing the black-clothed elder to retreat, as time went on, he gradually became physically exhausted. Every time he attacked, it consumed a lot of his energy.
If he hadn't intimidated the black-clothed elder at the beginning, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on.
"Boring." After watching for a while, the black-clothed elder no longer paid attention to Han Feng. In his opinion, Han Feng was already dead.
Swish!
Suddenly, the black-clothed elder saw a young man in the middle of the crowd, and his face darkened.
With cold eyes, the black-clothed elder instantly sped up. Yuan Qi was released from his body, and dozens of Danwu College students were shaken away.
In the middle, there was a man in his twenties lying on the ground. His right leg was obviously broken.
After staring at the man for a while, the black-clothed elder asked, "What's your name?"
Ning Xuan's heart sank, but he still answered honestly, "Ning Xuan."
"Ning Xuan? What's your relationship with Ning Yue? "The black-clothed elder raised his eyebrows and asked again.
"Ning Yue is my younger brother," Ning Xuan said.
The black-clothed elder's eyes turned cold, and he ordered the dozens of peak Postliminary Realm martial artists behind him, "Except for Ning Xuan, kill everyone else!"
The moment the word "kill" fell, the martial artists behind the black-clothed elder instantly rushed out, like hungry dogs pouncing on food, toward the Danwu College students.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
These Danwu College students were already seriously injured. How could they resist the attack of the black-clothed martial artists?
Not long after, there were seven or eight corpses lying on the ground.
"Damn it!" In the distance, Han Feng cursed. He forced the two martial artists in front of him to retreat, and rushed back to help.
"There's no point in keeping you alive now, so you can die."
Han Feng had just forced the two martial artists to retreat when he felt a cold light coming toward his chest. Then, he felt a great pain in his chest. His vision went black, and he lost consciousness.
"Old fart, even if I become a malicious spirit, I will come back to seek revenge."
"The elders of Danwu College will not let you off!"
"Ah ah ah!"
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