As the voice sounded, the power ax blade, which was mainly composed of metal elements, instantly exploded on the ring.

The thirteen monster-level disciples were shocked. Some quickly escaped, and some immediately gathered their spiritual power to resist. However, it was still a moment too late, and the golden ax blade struck hard.

Bang bang bang——

The thirteen monster-level disciples were blown to the ground again.

In the eyes of everyone, the thirteen of them were completely beaten.

Just as Yunzheng was pursuing victory, she suddenly froze, and an invisible spiritual vine quietly wrapped around her body, making it difficult for her to move.

The person who controls this mental power vine is Yuan Xinglan, who is standing not far away at this moment. He raised his hands and spread his fingers slightly.

Although the vine-like mental power cannot be seen with the naked eye, you can see this scene as long as you open your spiritual consciousness.

Yuan Xinglan raised his eyes and looked at Yunzheng, and said in a calm tone: "Fellow Taoist Yun, I'm offended."

When everyone saw this, they immediately said excitedly: "It's Yuan Xinglan! Yuan Xinglan's mental control is his famous move!"

"Yunzheng is in trouble now! No matter how strong Yunzheng is, but his mental power is not strong enough, he will still be easily defeated by Yuan Xinglan!"

"Yuan Xinglan! Well done! Knock Yunzheng off the ring quickly! Our Jingyu depends on you, we must win!"

"Tiansu Xianyuan will win!"

There are different opinions.

The scene of Yunzheng being bound by spiritual power also greatly inspired the elite disciples of Tiansu Immortal Academy. Their morale soared and they continued to gather spiritual power to attack Feng Xinglan and the others.

Except for Yunzheng, there are only eleven people from Tianshu Immortal Academy left in the arena. Each of them must be at least one against many.

An elite disciple raised his sword and snorted coldly: "Your senior sister has been trapped and the situation has changed! Get off the ring!"

Mu Yin quickly clenched the handle of the knife, glanced at Yunzheng's direction first, then put away his worried gaze, and then stared fiercely at the elite disciple who had just spoken and said: "Stop talking nonsense, I won't slap him."

You, my name is not Mu Yin!"

After saying that, Mu Yin took out one of the double blades, threw it out, and swept it directly towards the elite disciple.

The elite disciple quickly raised his sword to block, but the next moment a shadow hit his head. He looked up in horror and saw Mu Yin holding a double-edged sword and slashing towards his head.

The elite disciple's pupils shrank, his eyes showing despair, he was going to die!

Mu Yin turned his wrist slightly, and at the critical moment, he hit the elite disciple hard on the head with the blade. There was a 'pop' sound, and blood seeped out instantly. Mu Yin raised his leg and kicked him out.

Arena.

Bang!

Mu Yin glanced at Yunzheng distractedly. Seeing that her expression was as usual, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued to deal with other elite disciples.

On the other side of the arena, eight or nine elite disciples surrounded Qi Po.

"Come on, there's a second-level pseudo-god realm waste here!"

"Eliminate him first!"

Qi Po raised his sword obediently, his face turned pale with shock, and he kept backing up. His voice was trembling and crying: "Don't come over, I'm afraid..."

"It's okay to be afraid!"

The elite disciples no longer hesitated, and when they raised their swords to chop him off the ring, a sudden change occurred, which shocked the elite disciples.

Qi Po flipped in the air and passed them.

Qiang——

A flurry of sword blades struck, and the elite disciples were hit with several sword wounds in the back, causing them to scream and turn around to defend themselves vigilantly, but Qi Po was nowhere to be seen.

"Here it is!"

A voice came from behind, and they were hit with several swords in the back again!

The elite disciples quickly turned around and subconsciously waved their swords away, but they still couldn't see Qi Po's people.

Suddenly, there was a tearing pain in the back again, and he was struck with a few more swords!

"Damn it!" The elite disciples turned pale with anger. They turned around and looked over again, but they still didn't see Qi Po.

He was hit several more times in the back.

After repeating it over and over again, the elite disciples not only had their backs slashed, but their spirits also collapsed and they jumped off the ring.

Few people saw the scene where Qi Po dealt with the elite disciples, because their attention was all on Yunzheng and those monster-level disciples.

Yunzheng is also controlled by spiritual vines.

At this time, the thirteen monster-level disciples were angry and attacked Yunzheng's direction without hesitation.

Qingyu grinned, "Hehehehehe, you want to hunt us? It's just a dream!"

The thirteen monster-level disciples attacked with almost all their strength, as if they wanted to completely wipe out Yunzheng from the world who suppressed them everywhere.

At this time, Yuan Xinglan suddenly tightened his five fingers, strengthening the control of the mental vines to prevent Yunzheng from having the opportunity to escape from the restraints.

Yunzheng's eyes were calm, and she felt the mental power restraining her.

Just when those attacks were about to hit her, she suddenly raised her eyes, and the terrifyingly powerful mental power suddenly broke through Yuan Xinglan's mental power vines, and she tightened her grip on the axe.

Lift the ax and swing it.

Boom boom boom——

The sound of explosions was heard, and the impact airflow in the space was compressed.

Yunzheng inevitably suffered some injuries and frowned slightly, while other monsters also suffered the impact of the backlash and were forced to retreat a distance.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Yunzheng's red lips were slightly opened.

"Certainly."

With a sound, the surrounding space airflow seemed to be stagnant for a moment, as if there were invisible forces pulsating, and the bodies of the thirteen monster-level disciples suddenly froze in place.

Except for the eyes, other body parts cannot move at all.

Yunzheng's figure moved quickly, and in a blink of an eye she was in front of one of the monster-level disciples. She raised her ax without hesitation and struck the disciple hard.

Bang!

That disciple was shot away like a cannonball, but the next moment, another disciple was hit by Yunzheng with a giant axe, and their bodies collided violently, making a loud explosion.

Next, everyone's eyes widened, because Yunzheng's figure moved like a ghost. Every time she moved, her giant ax hit one of the monster-level disciples.

Fast, too fast!

At a speed that cannot be caught by the naked eye!

Yunzheng smashed them like balls, and also used an ax as a 'smashing' weapon.

Bang bang bang——

The explosions continued, impacting people's hearts one after another.

Yuan Xinglan's pupils trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Soon, Yunzheng's magical magic of speaking spirit failed, and the thirteen monster-level disciples were able to move, but...

They were directly hit and seriously injured. They vomited blood and had no way to resist!

Suddenly, Yunzheng's power surged, and the pressure belonging to the seventh level of the true god realm poured out directly. The aura of power was a bit too terrifying and powerful, and he directly crushed the thirteen monster-level disciples to the ground.

boom!

The thirteen monster-level disciples were originally seriously injured. After suffering the pressure, they rolled their eyes and passed out.

A sweet smile appeared on Yunzheng's face, and she slowly raised her eyes, "We have hunted seventeen, and there are three left."

Everyone came to their senses: "!!!" She has killed seventeen monster-level disciples!

How terrifying! Where did this Yunzheng come from?

When did Langzhou gain such a violent little witch? She is more terrifying than a monster!

When Li Hua, the dean of Tiansu Immortal Academy, saw this, a look of shock flashed across his eyes, and then his expression instantly became serious.

Who is this Yunzheng?

With her strength and qualifications, why did she join Tianshu Immortal Academy?

Other deans thought the same way.

On the ring, when the elite disciples of Tiansu Immortal Academy saw this scene, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their legs became weak, because all the monster-level disciples who fell on the ground were covered in blood. Their miserable state was simply crazy and exciting.

eyeballs.

Although he is not dead, he feels more than half disabled.

Yunzheng raised his eyes and stared at Yuan Xinglan and the remaining two monster-level disciples. The cultivation of these three people was all at the first level of the Lord God Realm.

Among the monster-level disciples, the three of them are probably the strongest.
Chapter completed!