The old dean was the fastest to attack.

He was as strong as flying and let out a soul-stirring cry. When he got close, he jumped up very high and struck at me.

The two scalpels stabbed toward my heart and neck like lightning. They were deliberately killing people! This was it!

His eyes have turned blood red, and his aura of cruelty is boiling. How can he still look like a role model?

My face tightened, and as I waved my hand, the mahogany sword swept over me, "ding dong!" The two scalpels flew away from my hands.

At the same time, Lightning kicked the old dean on the knee.

He howled and half knelt on the ground, raised his head, roared miserably, and dug hard into my abdomen with both hands.

This guy seems to have a sworn hatred between me and me. He uses his killing moves with the intention of destroying people.

At the same time, a girl with two braids swooped over, holding a rusty iron rod in her hand. She didn't know where she found it.

I have some impression of her, she seems to be a member of the student union in my sophomore year, a very active one, but I don't usually have much contact with her.

Unexpectedly, the first close contact was a life-and-death situation. It was simply a fate that played tricks on people.

He kicked the old dean hard on the neck and pushed him away. He swung his mahogany sword with his backhand and knocked the iron rod out of the girl's hand. Then he hit the opponent's heart with an elbow.

At this time, I can't pity the flowers and cherish the jade, I can only control my power.

puff!

The girl with blood-red eyes opened her mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, then rolled backwards.

The magic power is surging, and the blood cannot be splashed on my body, otherwise it will be disgusting to death.

Only then did I have enough energy to look around.

The situation I faced was basically the same. My friends were all fighting with the classmates who rushed up.

I saw Nangong Yi's two big palms swinging out, and all the students who were photographed by him flew backwards screaming, and the sound of cracking bones could be heard.

Those who know kung fu are very powerful. In the blink of an eye, five classmates were knocked down by him.

The scalpels and various weapons they held in their hands were thrown away, and a shower of blood splattered.

Fortunately, Nangong Yi remembered my instructions and controlled his strength. The student he hit only lost the ability to get up and continue attacking us. His arms and legs were indeed broken, but he would not die.

The one who is as relaxed as Nangong Yi is Guang Pu.

He rose into the air, his legs like steel whips, and swept out with a roar.

Those who were kicked by his legs and feet would end up the same as those who were defeated by Nangong Yi. Their bones would be broken, their tendons would be broken, their mouths would vomit blood, and the scene would be extremely tragic.

Jiang Miao, who was hiding behind me, had no chance to make a move. Even Wang Xiulan herself had no chance to make a move. The water ghosts she raised easily used Yin Qi to suppress a bunch of students who had lost their minds.

The four members of Chenghuo's family were mainly protecting the girls in the inner circle, and none of them took any official action.

It's just a pipe dream for crazy students to stop us!

I retracted my gaze with confidence, turned over the mahogany sword, and hit the temple of a boy who was approaching me with the hilt of the sword. He let out a roar, rolled his eyes and fell backwards.

The battle was one-sided, and within just a few minutes, hundreds of students were lying around.

Some of them were unconscious, and some were wailing with broken arms and legs, but the scary thing was that after enduring such a terrible blow, not one of them woke up from the control of nightmares, which is intriguing.

"Knock them all unconscious."

I ordered coldly.

Zhao Ting took action, passing through a large number of screaming students like an afterimage, and pressed her palms on their Tianling Caps.

The world has become pure, and the screams have disappeared.

They were lying all over the floor.

There are all kinds of metal weapons scattered around, from scalpels to medical steel pliers for breaking bones, and even the big spoon used by the cafeteria aunt.

If this scene was photographed by reporters and posted online, what kind of uproar might it cause?

"That's it?"

Guang Pu looked at the people on the ground with disdain and slowly uttered two words.

"Don't underestimate the enemy. This is just the beginning. God knows what other attack methods they have. If you underestimate the enemy, you may die."

I turned around and poured a ladle of cold water on him.

"Hmph, Fang Gui, you are getting better and better at teaching people. Do you think you are the leader of this temporary team?"

Guang Pu squinted his eyes, feeling very unhappy.

"No, please don't flatter me. What kind of leader is not a leader? I'm just giving rational suggestions. If you want to listen, you can listen. If you don't want to, you can part ways. I won't force you."

I smiled lightly and replied directly.

"you!"

Guang Pu was furious.

Peng!

He staggered, turned his head and glared, and saw Guang Rong slowly retracting her legs. Apparently, she had kicked Guang Pu, who was chattering endlessly.

"What are you doing? Are your elbows turned outward? Do you still think I'm your brother?"

Guang Pu steadied himself, his face turning dark with anger.

"Brother, please stop making trouble. We are in an illusion, who knows what dangers are waiting ahead?

At this time, we must unite all the forces that can be united and pass the current level, otherwise, we may really die here.

It's not like you haven't seen how cruel the other party is, look at those classmates!"

Guang Rong pointed to the distance, and we looked along and saw the seven or eight dead bodies.

"This is not Xingshen Village, people are really dead! Brother, I don't care which of you is the leader, as long as it is good for everyone and what you say makes sense, I will listen. Do you understand what I mean?"

Guangrong speaks with sincerity.

Guang Pu looked away from the dead student, his face was gloomy and terrifying, but he did not refute Guang Rong's words.

He is smart and has no problem sizing up the situation. At the moment, this temporary team is obviously led by me.

Although they didn't say it explicitly, Guang Rong, Wang Xiulan, Jiang Miao and Xiao Dao Scar all stood by me.

Even Nangong Yi vaguely meant this. If Guang Pu alone refused to accept it, what use would it be?

I ignored Guang Pu, looked at Ning Huan and the others who were protected by the big guy in the middle, and frowned slightly.

"You guys, go find suitable weapons to use. No one can guarantee that we can always protect you. If you are alone, I hope you have some ability to protect yourself."

I pointed at the metal products scattered around.

Ning Huan and the others understood immediately, controlled their fear, and ran out to pick up weapons.

Even Little Scar ran over and picked up a pair of steel pliers. This thing was larger than a scalpel and was very powerful when swung.

He threw the ruler back, and I reached out to catch it and put it back in my bag.

Ning Huan brought back three scalpels, two of them were wrapped in clothing and placed in his pocket for later use, and one was held in his hand. Jin Yun and Wu Lanting also made the same choice, subconsciously imitating Ning Huan's approach.

"Let's go to the school gate first and see if we can get out of here?"
Chapter completed!