my goddess school flower

Seeing this, Huo Xiang was overjoyed, shook his hand, and threw the fox mask out. The fox mask immediately turned into a white fox in the shape of a tiger, soaring into the sky, with its tail curled, and bound the mahogany sword Standing up, the sharp teeth gripped the hilt of the sword.

"Back!" Huo Xiang spat out.

The white fox and the little dragon swooped down towards Huo Xiang with their mahogany swords.

"Don't even think about it!" Seeing this scene, Ding Lianfeng shouted angrily and jumped into the sky.

It's okay, if the peach wood sword is robbed, then I, the ancestor of Maoshan, will no longer have to be a treasure of the town.

In a single jump, he was [-] meters into the air, as if flying through the void, he rushed towards the little dragon and the white fox.

"Hey?" Wei Ziao had been prepared for a long time, with his feet on the ground, his body slightly bent, and he shot into the void with all the strength of his body.

His lift-off was no different from a cannonball. At the moment he took off, the whole ground trembled violently, and the rocks under his feet turned into powder like tofu.

Although Ding Lianfeng is a level [-] master, that is only the cultivation of the soul, but his physical body has not reached level [-]. He is good in fighting skills, but weaker in close combat.

Seeing Wei Ziao rushing towards him, he waved his hand and threw out a talisman. There was a loud bang and thick smoke billowed, blocking Wei Ziao's sight.

Wei Ziao's soaring momentum has not yet reached its limit. He wanted to pass through the thick smoke, but it felt as if he had hit the steel with his head.

when!

Wei Ziao was bounced back to the ground, looked up, the smoke disappeared, replaced by a black scaled ape monster, holding a steel fork, bent down and killed it.

The two fell rapidly, but when Wei Ziao's feet hit the ground, he soared into the sky again, his fist light turned into flames, rushed out a distance of more than ten meters, and instantly enveloped the ape monster.

Roar……

The ape monster roared, its figure began to dismember slowly, and its whole body was filled with flames.

But it still held out the steel fork at the last moment and hit Wei Ziao.

Wei Ziao is short in stature and extremely flexible, and when he rolls over, he flinches away.The steel fork was so sharp that it sank directly into the ground.

The figure of the ape monster also completely collapsed, disappearing into nothingness together with the steel fork, and turned into a paper talisman, which was then swallowed by the flames.

It was also because of the appearance of Wei Ziao that distracted Ding Lianfeng a little, prompting Baihu and Xiaolong to completely suppress the peach wood sword, enveloping it, circling in the void, and came to the top of Huo Xiang.

Huo Xiang also soared into the sky, grabbing the hilt of the mahogany sword.

"Should die!" Ding Lianfeng's face was almost green from anger. The majestic Maoshan patriarch, who couldn't even beat two dolls, laughed out loud when he said it. When he came to Huo Xiang's side, he raised his palm, and the blue light burst into a huge palm print, hitting Huo Xiang.

Seeing this, Huo Xiang stopped grabbing the peach-wood sword, and with a thud, his whole body was instantly filled with electric current, and his hair was flying like a goddess. bumped into each other.

boom……

Lightning and thunder, blinding people's eyes.

A bolt of lightning emerged from the collision and struck Ding Lianfeng's body. There was another explosion, and Ding Lianfeng flew backwards.

And Huo Xiang's figure also trembled slightly, landed in the void, raised his hands, the white fox and the little dragon had bound the mahogany sword and came in front of her, grabbed the hilt of the mahogany sword, and the little dragon and the white fox disappeared.

The whole venue fell silent again, no one spoke, and everyone was dumbfounded.

This fight has surpassed their understanding of martial arts. Everyone thought that Prince Qiao was a half-immortal who could call the wind and rain, but they never thought that there was something more powerful.

The mahogany sword was held in Huo Xiang's hand, naturally unwilling, it trembled one after another, trying to escape, but a flash of electricity flashed on it, and the mahogany sword immediately became quiet.

"Huo Xiang, stop, give me back the Sword Slayer Sword!" Ding Lianfeng rushed towards Huo Xiang again before he could recover from his injuries.

Huo Xiang stared at Ding Lianfeng with a pair of beautiful eyes, and sneered: "What? You still want to fight?"

Ding Lianfeng, who was in the middle of the charge, stopped unwillingly. Losing the magical weapon meant that he had lost his arm. Although he still had some jade talismans on his body, it seemed that he might not be Huo Xiang's opponent, let alone relying on his physical strength. After defeating Huo Xiang, he could only suppress his anger and said, "How do you return the sword to me?"

Huo Xiang smiled, the sky and the earth brightened, and he said clearly, "Have you ever seen two armies fighting, and the winning side returns the spoils to the losing side? The sword is in my hand, it is mine!"

"You? Absolutely impossible. This is the treasure of the Maoshan town faction. You are going to make an enemy of the entire Maoshan!" Ding Lianfeng said angrily.

"So what? At the level of you and me, everything is based on strength. If you don't accept it, then you can send more people over. Maybe one day, I will go to your Maoshan by myself!" Huo Xiang said indifferently.

Ding Lianfeng was speechless. He stared straight at the Taomu sword. Electricity was still flashing on the peach wood sword. He felt that the spiritual power injected by him was getting weaker and weaker. The distraction he had cultivated with great difficulty almost dissipated. the edge of.

"How can you return the sword to me? I can support you as the dean, and I will never fight with you!" Ding Lianfeng had already given in.

But Huo Xiang didn't care at all, and laughed mockingly: "It's a joke, the dean is for those who are able, and you are not my opponent. Of course, the dean is mine. Why do you need to give in? The demon sword has already Become my thing, it is impossible for you to go back!"

"You?" Ding Lianfeng clenched his fists tightly, bursting out with a powerful aura.

Wang Ziqiao and others only felt a hurricane blowing towards their faces, and it was difficult to gain a foothold.

Wei Ziao smiled, won, clenched his fist, and said with a smirk, "The Demon Slaying Sword has become my mistress's property, and you still want to go back? Even a child like me knows the truth, don't you think so?" The old guy doesn’t understand? Why? Still want to fight? I’ll accompany you!”

Ding Lianfeng and Wang Ziqiao rolled their eyes at his words.

Ding Lianfeng was humiliated.

But Wang Ziqiao looked at Huo Xiang with some guilt because of his astonishment, and found that Huo Xiang didn't change his expression at all, just staring at Ding Lianfeng quietly, he let out a slight breath.

But the next moment, Wang Ziqiao felt some pain in his waist. He turned his head and saw that he was pinched by Xia Tingyu at some point, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Ahem...don't be as knowledgeable as a child!" Wang Ziqiao hastily explained with a guilty conscience.

"Hmph, who doesn't know that you are a big carrot?" Xia Tingyu whispered, and gave Wang Ziqiao a glance.

Looking at Ding Lianfeng again, glaring at Wei Ziao and Huo Xiang, he glared at Wei Ziao and Huo Xiang, nodded fiercely, and said: "You are looking for death, without me, Maoshan, your Warlock Academy will never be able to grow!"