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Chapter 289 You just see if I can kill you

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    For the position of dean of Langya Academy, as long as they are above the elder level of the academy, they have the right to fight for it.

    Those who are capable live and speak with strength, as long as you can defeat the current dean, you will be the next one.

    Zeng Qiyan has been thinking about the position of the dean of Langya Academy for decades, but in these years, he has never won the challenge of Song Zhenwei.

    Now that he has reached half a step in the mortal realm, it is time to feel proud and take revenge.

    Song Zhenwei began to use his spiritual power as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

    He squinted at the fairy sword in Song Weixi's hand, feeling very helpless.

    All along, Sword Spirit has maintained arrogance, refused to recognize the master, and did not participate in the disputes within the academy. Now, he can only rely on himself.

    "I want to see how many tricks you can take on me."

    Zeng Qiyan grinned coldly, revealing a mouthful of pale teeth.

    As soon as the words fell, he immediately acted.

    With a roar of energy, a huge energy palm appeared, and it slapped Song Zhenwei with great momentum.

    The palm of the hand rolled up a strong wind, exuding a faint fairy breath, and the terrifying power made people frightened.

    Song Zhenwei let out a clear whistle, the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, and his body burst into a dark golden light.

    He clasped his hands together, and a silver vortex appeared in front of him, like a millstone, blocking him.

    Boom!

    The millstone shattered, and the big palm also dimmed a lot. The remaining energy pushed Song Zhenwei back more than 20 meters, and his feet plowed a long trace on the ground.

    Song Zhenwei was a little shocked. He didn't expect the gap between the two sides to be so big. After breaking the shackles, after the fairy spirit was bred in his body, his strength would undergo a qualitative change.

    Zeng Qiyan laughed triumphantly, and looked down at Song Zhenwei, "I'm in a good mood, kneel down and beg for mercy, I can let you go."

    "Wishful thinking."

    How could Song Zhenwei kneel down.

    He soared into the sky, his whole body surging with spiritual power, the void behind him twisted, and a phantom of a roc flying high appeared.

    Pengniao's wings spread out, the runes filled the air, and the terrifying power was overwhelming.

    Song Zhenwei's aura climbed to the peak, bursting out with the strongest combat power.

    "If you don't become a mortal, you will be an ant after all."

    The corner of Zeng Qiyan's mouth curled up into a sinister smile, and between his eyes opened and closed, a frightening golden light shot out.

    When he stepped out, the ground was cracked, and he was approaching Song Zhenwei in a blink of an eye.

    Buzz

    Song Zhenwei's arms trembled, and the bird behind him sang loudly. His whole body burst into dazzling light, and he swooped down. The huge pouring energy directly drowned Zeng Qiyan.

    Zeng Qiyan's eyes were gloomy and cold, his palms were clenched tightly, and wisps of wisps of fairy spirit lingered around his fists, violently bombarding them out.

    The two energies collided violently, making a deafening sound.

    The violent energy swept all directions, the surrounding buildings were smashed to pieces on the spot, and the entire courtyard was in a mess.

    Song Weixi bit her lip, her face full of worry, she knew that her old father was not Zeng Qiyan's opponent at all.

    In the end, Song Zhenwei was defeated, and the phantom of the Pengniao behind him was wiped out, and he flew out heavily, directly knocking down a house.

    He coughed violently, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale.

    "You are too weak to be vulnerable."

    Zeng Qiyan did not let Song Zhenwei go easily, he flew towards him and kicked him away.

    "ah!"

    Song Zhenwei let out a cry of pain, feeling that several old bones in his body were broken.

    He slammed heavily on the ground and spat out another mouthful of blood.

    "What are you doing? You can't tear down the house even if you are bored."

    Jimo, who had just peed and hid in the house, heard the movement, came out to check the situation, and saw this scene.

    "Miss Song, why are you standing there? The dean has already been beaten up like this. If you don't make a move, go hack this bastard to death."

    Ji Mo wanted to go up to help, and greeted Song Weixi at the same time.

    "This involves a dispute over the position of dean, and I cannot intervene."

    Song Weixi was so anxious that tears came out, she also wanted to help, but she couldn't break the rules.

    Only when one side admits defeat will the battle end.

    However, Song Zhenwei was obviously very stubborn, and he just didn't want to admit defeat.

    "If you don't help, at least give the sword to the dean, silly." Ji Mo reminded.

    Song Weixi had a bitter look on her face. Immortal Sword has never helped each other, and never participated in disputes with the dean.

    However.

     The next second, the fairy sword in her hand flew out and fell into Song Zhenwei's hands automatically.

    Song Weixi was stunned, and then turned into ecstasy. She never thought that the sword spirit of Immortal Sword would obey Ji Moyan.

    Song Zhenwei's body trembled, and a stream of fairy spirit poured out of the fairy sword into his body, quickly repairing his injuries.

    He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, got up from the ground, and laughed wildly with excitement.

    At this time, Xianjian was completely willing to obey his control.

    "If you don't become a mortal, you will be an ant, right? I want to see how many swords you can take from me."

    Song Zhenwei felt stronger than ever before, surrounded by the spirit of the fairy, like a god of war possessed.

    "No, how is this possible, Sword Spirit has no reason to help you."

    Zeng Qiyan swallowed, his face livid.

    "Sword Spirit doesn't want to help me, but Mr. Ji helps me."

    Song Zhenwei wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and he knew very well in his heart that he was willing to use the fairy sword because of Ji Mo.

    Having just been beaten up badly by Zeng Qiyan, it's time for revenge.

    "It's just a half-step in the fairyland, so you think you're awesome, don't you? Just see if I can kill you."

    Song Zhenwei raised his sword and stepped forward.

    The celestial sword in his hand was radiant, shining like the sun, exuding a sharp and unparalleled sword glow.

    He held up the fairy sword and slashed down directly.

    The terrifying sword light disappeared in a flash, directly knocking Zeng Qiyan into the air.

    It is no loss that it is a middle-grade fairy weapon, its power is really powerful, and Zeng Qiyan can't resist it at all.

    "Pfft"

    Zeng Qiyan coughed up blood, his face full of panic, if Song Zhenwei hadn't been merciful and didn't kill him, he was afraid that this sword would have sent him to the west.

    The power of this fairy sword is so terrifying, it is completely beyond his expectation!

    "Hey, it was fun beating me just now, isn't it, now it's me."

    Song Zhenwei laughed and rushed towards Zeng Qiyan.

    Zhu Chang and Wu Kong walked slowly towards Song Zhenwei's residence, already imagining a bright future in their hearts.

    As long as Zeng Qiyan defeats Song Zhenwei and wins the position of dean, then they will all follow suit, and the benefits will inevitably be indispensable.

    "Once Song Zhenwei falls, Ji Mo will be done with it. Let's see how I kill him later."

    Wu Kong was extremely excited, feeling that his revenge was about to be avenged.

    "You can't let him go easily, you must torture him slowly, make his life worse than death, and finally die in endless pain."

    Zhu Chang's eyes were vicious, and his face was full of ferociousness, "There are also his three students, all of whom must die, and none of them can be spared."

    When they approached Song Zhenwei's courtyard, they heard screams from a distance.

    "Dean Zeng is still the same as before, and he likes to abuse opponents. It must be that Song Zhenwei has been dealt with badly now."

    Zhu Chang and Wu Kong thought that the screams were from Song Zhenwei, and excitedly ran up to watch, wanting to witness Song Zhenwei's miserable appearance.

    After getting closer to see clearly, the two of them were dumbfounded.

    Things are completely different from what they imagined.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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