Fantasy: My Female Disciples Want to Kill Me Too Much

Chapter 118: Those Who Hurt People, People Will Hurt Them

on the field.

Du Xiangqian was the head, Du Xiangliang and Du Xiangzuo stood left and right, and stepped back one position.

Du Xiangqian’s eyes softened, and the whole person became more approachable.

And Du Xiangzuo’s eyes became more and more severe, as cold as icebergs.

But Du’s eyes to the right are contemptuous, giving people a kind of arrogance to look down on the world.

Seeing the three of them look like this, Zhang Qifan didn’t care.

Sword intent was rising all over his body, and he only clenched his fists tightly.

All the sword-wielding people felt their own magic sword trembling slightly.

The head of Xiaoyaomen, Yan Yutong, glanced at the swordsmen.

I thought to myself: It seems that the rumors are true.

Zhang Qifan can really control other people’s Flying Sword.

How could such a person be a simple Nascent Soul realm?

Haha, that’s ridiculous.

Du Xiangqian, who was standing opposite, said softly: “Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, faith, forgiveness, loyalty, and filial piety.”

As soon as this character came out, it immediately formed a golden text the size of a grinding disc.

Surrounded by Du Xiangqian, Du Xiang Zuo, and Du Right.

Turn slowly.

And Du Xiangzuo said slowly: “The matter is in the four directions, it must be in the center!

As the sound fell.

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All the Spiritual Qi scattered around began to gather towards Du Xiangqian, Du Xiang Zuo, and Du Right.

In the process of gathering, the golden text also seems to be charged.

Expanded a bit again.

“It’s so long-winded every time, just hit it!”

Du snorted coldly to the right, and rushed towards Zhang Qifan, who was facing him.

Taking advantage of the trend, two golden words moved forward with him.

They are “righteousness” and “loyalty!”

It was hard to believe that a scholar from Jixia Academy could have such a speed.

In the blink of an eye, Du Right came to Zhang Qifan.

He bowed his head slightly.

The figure disappeared instantly.

When he appeared again, he had come to Zhang Qifan’s side.

When the latter turned his head, he delivered a punch.

The golden word “Yi” came out with the boxing.

“collapse!”

Everyone present heard a dull voice.

Du’s right fist was still ten feet away from Zhang Qifan’s body, so he couldn’t hit it again.

To outsiders, this may feel comical.

But Du Right is very clear about how much resistance his own fist has received.

He is a practitioner of the flow of vertical and horizontal practitioners, and his physical strength is extremely high.

Even the Cultivation Base in the early days of the supernatural powers.

But this punch was enough to seriously injure the cultivator in the middle stage of supernatural powers, or even kill him on the spot.

But the invisible Sword intent isolated the fist.

The golden word “Yi” also dimmed a lot in an instant.

These Sword intents are not as simple as acting as a protective sword.

More, or lethality.

Heavenly Dao Sword intent, the most hurtful.

There are defenses as simple as that.

The next second, Du felt a strong pain in his right fist.

The clothes on his body gradually began to crumble.

All of these were all injured by Sword intent.

It’s invisible, but it really exists.

Seeing that the word “righteousness” on his fist was about to shatter, Du Right could only step back.

At this time, the Master’s uniform on his body was already full of sword marks from Sword Intent.

The right fist also started to bleed slightly.

Watching Du gasp for breath to the right.

Du Xiangqian sighed slightly, revealing a compassionate face.

Walk forward slowly.

As he walked, he said loudly, “Zhu Bird Zhang Yanwei, White Tiger guard this house!

A huge Vermillion Bird phantom suddenly appeared above Du Xiangqian’s head, screaming.

Red flames spewed out from its mouth.

Go straight to Zhang Qifan.

Seeing this, Zhang Qifan clenched his right fist.

All the swords of the sword cultivators in the arena soared into the air and came to his side.

This move made the sword cultivators stunned.

How could the portable Magical Item listen to him?

The magic sword trembled just now, probably because the Sword intent was too strong.

But no matter how strong Sword Intent is, it is impossible to mobilize other people’s magic swords?

Moreover, there are also many swords of sword cultivators, all of which are their natal swords.

How could he go to his side without warning?

There were good people at the scene, and in an instant, they counted the number of Flying Swords.

A total of 197 Flying Swords.

This is obviously not Zhang Qifan’s upper limit, but there are only 197 sword cultivators in this place.

Facing the oncoming flames.

One hundred and ninety-seven magic swords came head on.

at the same time.

A White Tiger phantom about ten feet tall appeared.

Came to Du right’s head.

“Roar!”

The roar of the tiger resounded throughout the Ruosu Peak!

Du moved his right hand, which was still bleeding, to the right.

Immediately, the figure disappeared completely.

When he appeared again, he was already behind Zhang Qifan.

Kick away.

The roar of the tiger sounded again.

The White Tiger phantom on the head is a masterpiece!

But even so.

Du Right still didn’t break Zhang Qifan’s body protection sword.

The latter didn’t turn his head, and controlled the Flying Sword with his mind to pass through the flames and headed straight to the Vermillion Bird phantom on Du Qiang’s head.

“Pfft! 99

An extremely small voice sounded.

The Flying Sword slid over Du Qiang’s head, and the phantom of Vermillion Bird instantly dissipated.

And the flames disappeared.

Zhang Qifan turned his head slightly and pointed to Du, who was behind him, to the right.

Nearly two hundred Flying Swords flew towards Du right in the air.

Seeing this, he immediately dodged and avoided.

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But how can two hundred Flying Swords be easy to hide?

Walking side by side, Du’s retreat to the right was completely blocked.

Seeing is inevitable.

Du simply turned his heart to the right.

Straight to the punch.

But the quality of the two hundred Flying Swords varies.

A high-quality Flying Sword, how can a fist be able to resist it?

In an instant, several sword marks appeared on Du Youyou’s body.

One of them has deep bones.

At this moment, Du Xiangzuo, who had been standing still, slowly took out a ruler from his arms.

The ring ruler is pitch black and about three inches long.

At the end, there is a red circle with the word “Fa” written in the circle.

Du Xiangzuo suddenly pointed at Zhang Qifan with a ruler.

“Those who hurt people, people will hurt them!”

This statement came out.

Countless black Xiaozhuan suddenly appeared and circled around the scar on Du Right’s body.

Immediately flew towards Zhang Qifan.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Qifan slowly raised his hand and made a horizontal slash across the void.

Nearly two hundred magic swords immediately came from the sky and collided with these black Xiaozhuan characters.

Strange to say.

These black seal characters appeared out of thin air.

However, it can collide with the magic sword without falling down.

No, it’s not just about not falling down.

Even with the help of their numerical superiority, they beat the magic swords back step by step.

Seeing it can’t stand it anymore.

Seeing this scene, Du Xiangqian and Du Youyou both felt extremely happy.

They looked at each other, ready to go out the door again.