One, two, three... Murong Ziyue, who originally had no bloodline, suddenly had blood in her body.

In an instant, there were dozens of blood on her body.

The moment the bloodline grew, an amazing true energy burst out from Murong Ziyue's body.

The true energy is like a tiger coming out of the gate, and the violent true energy explodes like a waterfall.

The plum blossom darts were all shattered in an instant.

A burst of exclamation.

Many plum trees were broken in the middle.

The fallen geese's face turned pale.

Just now, the true energy in her body was shocked by the irritating force from the other party's body.

She stared at Murong Ziyue like a ghost.

"Luoyan, are you okay?"

Long Qingxuan, who was watching the show on the side, saw that the situation was wrong and hurried forward to stop it.

"Murong Ziyue, you are so brave. How dare you use evil skills? Tell me, who taught you this vicious martial art!"

Long Qingxuan shouted and scolded.

Long Qingxuan knew very well how strong Murong Ziyue was.

In fact, he has investigated the cultivation of these students from Taichang Holy Academy clearly.

Logically speaking, Murong Ziyue is the strongest among the few people.

However, she had just broken through the blood realm, and at best she had only one or two bloodlines.

The most unpredictable thing is Xin Lin. She has the support of the Ghost King behind her, so her cultivation is unpredictable.

The other few people are all average and not enough to see.

But just now, Murong Ziyue's true energy burst out was amazing, and even reached the level of cultivation above twenty bloodlines.

Not only that, a large number of strange bloodlines grew on her face, which made Murong Ziyue look very charming. She must have practiced some kind of evil skill.

However, Long Qingxuan had not received a reply. After Murong Ziyue burst out of the amazing true energy, she shook her body and leaned forward. Fortunately, Xin Lin and others were quick-witted and quick-witted, so they supported him.

"Long Qingxuan, do you have any evidence that Zi Yue practiced evil skills."

Xin Lin sneered.

Murong Ziyue's body was cold... Xin Lin was shocked, fortunately her heart was still beating.

Long Qingxuan was speechless when asked, and he couldn't see what kind of martial arts Murong Ziyue used.

"We will calculate the accounts today during the Little Eagle Conference."

Xin Lin didn't say much, Xin Lin helped Murong Ziyue up, Xiao Xin Zhuo also helped him 6 away, and the four of them quickly left.

It was not until he arrived at a safe place that Xin Lin looked at Murong Ziyue and asked in a low voice.

"Ziyue, what's going on?"

"I'm fine. I'm using the technique left to me by my father, not any evil skills."

Murong Ziyue smiled, her face full of pride.

Before her father disappeared, she left her a martial art.

She had never learned that technique, but not long ago, she broke through the blood realm.

She found that practicing that technique is very beneficial for enhancing true qi.

However, this kind of exercise will become weak after every use.

For Murong Ziyue, this kind of exercise is a life-saving technique and will not be used until it reaches a last resort.

But today she saw that Liu Yuan was injured, and she was furious and actually used this technique.

However, unexpectedly, the power of the martial arts surprised Murong Ziyue.

"I know that's not an evil skill, but Ziyue, you have to promise me that you will not use this skill until you are absolutely absolutely necessary."

Xin Lin said earnestly.

~I am so tired today. My aunt is here, Dafu is dead, I have tried her best~
Chapter completed!