Chapter 233 Sneak Attack
"Xiao Heng...!" Han Yue looked at the red cloud blooming in the sky and couldn't help but clenched her fingers.
"Don't worry, that guy is not that simple." Lin Xiuya on the side also looked at all this with a solemn expression. He did not believe that Xiao Heng would be such a reckless person.
"Hehe... Boy, if you dare to offend me, this will be your fate." Seeing the flames spread completely, but the white-haired boy was nowhere to be seen, the red-haired old man laughed.
But before the laughter fell, a ray of golden light suddenly emerged from the flames, and then, a green light flashed with a hint of purple.
Xiao Heng clenched his sword tightly, and two pairs of wings appeared behind him at the same time. The sword in his hand was already trembling slightly, which was a sign that the energy had been accumulated to the limit.
The power of wind and thunder flashed under his feet, and then, a white stream of light streaked through the air. Two pairs of wings, coupled with the earth-level body fighting skills, were enough to make Xiao Heng's speed far exceed that of ordinary Dou Huang, including this so-called Dou Huang. The powerful emperor.
Looking at the face getting closer and closer, sensing the power accumulated in Xiao Heng's long sword, the red-haired old man panicked. He quickly backed away. He was here to help, not to get hurt or to die.
"It's a pity, old guy, I'm faster than you." Xiao Heng murmured in a low voice, and then his speed increased sharply again, and he arrived in front of the red-haired old man in the blink of an eye.
With a twist of his wrist, he swung out the long sword, and a green and purple sword light came out, slashing straight towards the chest of the red-haired old man.
But no matter how unbearable the old man was, he was still a fighting emperor. He tried his best to lean to one side and move his chest out of the attack range of the sword light, but his right arm was indeed too late to withdraw.
The sword light swept across his right arm and shoulder, and then emerged from behind, and a sword light flashed across the world.
"Ah...!" the red-haired old man roared, quickly retreated, stretched out his left hand, and held his right hand tightly. The right arm that was still intact just now has completely fallen off.
"Ah...!"
Listening to the red-haired old man's scream, many people turned their heads to look.
"One sword... cut off the arm of a strong Dou Huang warrior...! Is this his true power?" Lin Xiuya said with a bitter look on his face.
"This is a monster, an evildoer." Yan Hao also put away his usual cheerful look, and looked at everything that happened in the blink of an eye with solemn eyes.
And Liu Qing didn't say a word, his fingers tightly holding the Split Shao Spear in his hand. With such a gap, could he really catch up?
"Oh...! Well done, Senior Xiao Heng! Senior Xiao Heng is awesome...!" Xiao Heng won the first battle, and the students below saw their blood boiling with excitement. They cheered and cheered Xiao Heng's name loudly.
Many elders also smiled when they saw this scene, but immediately felt good in their hearts, this kid has such terrifying strength.
Especially Hu Jia, who was fighting Han Feng, excitedly fought with Han Feng while laughing in the sky: "Hahaha, good boy, well done, fuck this garbage hard for me, wait until the battle is over. After that, I will marry my granddaughter to you."
Hu Qian's words made many elders relax a little, but there were also many people with black hair, such as the girl in a red dress below.
When Xiao Heng heard this, he didn't know what to say. He was about to finish the attack. Speaking of which, his sword was also clever. The two fireballs just now were very powerful. With his defense, it was difficult to resist. However, It would be much easier if Xiong Erqiu.
Xiong Er resisted the attack, and he took that time to accumulate strength. By the way, he caught the man off guard when he was happy, and then cut off one of his arms. If the red-haired old man was not so confident, he would have done that just now. A sword may not be able to exert such great power.
However, no matter what, he succeeded. He cut off the arm of a Dou Huang, and he felt that he could do it without other trump cards.
Compared with the high atmosphere in the inner courtyard, Han Feng and others didn't say anything. A fighting emperor had his arm cut off by a fighting king. What was there to say? If they had to say it, they would only scold the old man. Waste stuff.
Xiao Heng flapped his wings, ignoring the cheers of those below. Now, beating the drowned dog is the most appropriate action, otherwise once the old guy reacts, he will be in trouble if he wants to kill him again.
The red-haired old man watched Xiao Heng continue to fly towards him, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He didn't want to fight with this white-haired boy. He... was simply a monster. He retreated quickly, but even a healthy man was not as fast as Xiao Heng. Heng Kuai, let alone him who lost an arm.
Seeing that Xiao Heng was about to catch up, the old man gritted his teeth, fighting spirit emerged from his body, and a large fire blocked him in front of him.
"Playing with fire in front of me, you are so naive." Xiao Heng sneered, purple flames surged out of his body, wrapped him tightly, and then rushed directly into the flames, protected by strange fires. These ordinary flames could not hurt him at all. It doesn't matter to him, which is why he chose this old guy as his opponent.
As soon as he passed through the flames, Xiao Heng's long sword was about to be swung out, but in his heart, a chill suddenly came from the bottom of his heart.
Then, an old man with white hair and gray robes appeared in the sky. The old man looked at Xiao Heng, fighting energy surged out, and golden fighting energy surged out of his body. The old man waved his hand, and the golden fighting energy around him turned into hundreds of golden lights. Xiao Heng approached the red-haired old man.
The golden rays of light flashed across the air at high speed, leaving long arcs in the void, and then divided again. Thousands of thumb-sized golden rays shot towards Xiao Heng.
It shrouded Xiao Heng and the red-haired old man.
"Boy, die...!" The old man roared, the anger in his heart reaching its peak, and he watched the golden light cover Xiao Heng.
Seeing the overwhelming golden light rapidly expanding in his eyes, Xiao Heng withdrew his long sword and laid it beside him, with fighting energy pouring out to protect him.
"Bang...Bang bang...Bang...!"
The golden light hit Xiao Yan's shield, one, two, three...then dozens of them. Finally, the shield protecting him shattered, and wisps of golden light hit him directly. It hit Xiao Heng, then got into Xiao Heng's body, and brought out blood from behind him.
Along with the golden light, Xiao Henghua streamed into a lonely place, falling straight towards the ground.
The golden light hit the ground and immediately stirred up countless dust. Xiao Heng was buried in the dust, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Looking at the gray robe floating out of thin air in the sky, the expressions of countless people in Canaan Academy changed drastically at the same time.
"Another Douzong strongman!"
His eyes turned to the ground, where dust and golden light filled the air. Xiao Yan, Xiong Er and Zi quickly waved their wings and rushed there.
"Haha...! Boy!" The old man clenched his fist and took a step forward. In a few seconds, he was in the sky above where Xiao Heng landed, and punched downwards.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan and others were heartbroken, but the speed of the Douzong strongman was beyond their ability to catch up.
They didn't understand where this old man came from and why he wanted to kill Xiao Heng like this.
"Hehehe...! Boy, your elder's decision was wrong." Looking at the dust splashing again below, the old man smiled, but that smile was extremely cold.
"Xiao Heng...!"
"Boy...!"
Su Qian and Hu Qian both wanted to escape to save Xiao Heng, but how could their opponents agree to this!
Facing Su Qian's increasingly powerful offensive, the two old men Jin and Yin secretly complained, but thinking about the price paid by Han Feng, they still resisted the urge to retreat.
Hu Qian, who was fighting with Han Feng, also changed his expression. He punched out and roared: "Get away...!"
Flames and fighting spirit surged out. After catching the punch, Han Feng glanced over there. He continued to stand in front of Hu Qian and said with a smile: "Don't be so anxious! Vice President Hu Qian."
Then he laughed and said: "That strong man, solve some troubles for me, as long as Han Feng gets what he wants. , Han Feng will definitely do his best to satisfy any request."
In fact, Han Feng still doesn't know where the gray-robed old man came from. Although he is uneasy in his heart, looking at the old man's behavior, he is a strong man in the Douzong. But he used this kind of sneak attack on a person's back, and immediately followed up with a last hit. Such a person couldn't possibly be reinforcements from the inner courtyard! As long as there are no reinforcements from the inner court, he can try to win over them.
That was a true Dou Zong strongman, but the two old guys Jin and Yin could only fight Su Qian together. If he could win them over, wouldn't the success rate of his operation be greatly increased?
Hearing Han Feng's attempts to win over, Su Qian and others' expressions became even more gloomy. If this powerful Douzong man also joined the battle, they might, really lose, and it would be even more impossible for them to also try to win over them. .
Let's not talk about whether this person is an enemy of the college. Even if he is not, they can't be so shameless to win over someone who hurts their own students.
Therefore, we can only use all our strength to quickly deal with the opponent in front of us.
The old man in gray robe did not reply to Han Feng's words. He just looked quietly at the dust below. He wanted to see if the descendant of such a strong man could survive like this. He must want him to die. Thinking about his own son , the death of his grandson made him even more angry.
After casually glancing at Zi Yan, Xiong Er, Xiao Yan and the two Tengqiu elders who were rushing towards him, the old man raised his hand and waved it lightly, and a powerful fighting spirit suddenly poured out from several people.
It doesn't take too much fancy for the strong to crush the weak.
And Xiao Heng, who was under the dust, was even more embarrassed at the moment. His white clothes were stained red by blood, and a lot of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. Dust and burns were all over his arms, and there were even two scratches on his face. hurt. Use fighting energy to seal the five wounds that penetrated his body to prevent the blood from continuing to flow out.
After swallowing several pills into his mouth, Xiao Heng swallowed the pills directly into his belly, looked up at the colorful protective shield, and then looked at the beautiful voice. Xiao Heng's face was cold and he said in a cold voice: " Stop him for ten minutes for me. I owe you a favor."
"Haha...! He is really embarrassed!" Looking at Xiao Heng's injuries, Medusa said sarcastically with no expression on her face.
However, deep in her eyes, there still seemed to be a hint of distress, but she didn't know whether the distress belonged to the Sky-Swallowing Python or Medusa, or whether they were the same person.
"However, I accept this condition."
(End of chapter)