Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 1895 True Strength
Most of the people present saw Yao Zhaoyu make a move for the first time.

Everyone only heard his name and thought he was just a nerd who knew how to read and write.

How could he have thought that his pen is so powerful.

With one stroke, the heaven and earth are used as paper, and runes are used as ink, and a mesmerizing rune can be easily written.

Long Fei stared at a huge rune in the void and pressed it down, and smiled softly, "That's right, just let me show a sword!"

"Royal Talisman!"

When he rolled his long sword, the runes in the air seemed to meet a magnet, and his long sword continuously absorbed the energy of the runes.

Just for a moment, the same rune appeared on Long Fei's sword.

With a slash of his long sword, the rune flew into the air, and slammed into Yao Zhaoyu's rune with a buzz.

boom!
There was a huge earthquake in mid-air, and the wind swept through.

The rune that Yao Zhaoyu raised was blown to pieces, turning into strands of white aura and flying around.

The brush in his hand trembled, and he cried out in shock, "My rune?"

He didn't expect that Long Fei's move would be able to fight against himself with the power of his runes.

It is similar to the formation of Ninth Prince Zhang Youfeng just now.

Long Fei looked around and explained patiently, "Everyone has seen that this sword technique of stripping cocoons can mobilize the power of other people's runes for your own use. This is the essence of the imperial talisman style, and it also requires you to have a certain understanding of runes , can be used. Those who want to learn this trick, I suggest that everyone go to the Fuzhuan Gate to practice for a while."

The elder of Fu Zhuan Sect smiled triumphantly, unexpectedly, You Long Fei discovered the true meaning of the various sects of Lingxiao Palace.

Each gate corresponds to Ling Xiao's Nine Swords, and each gate has a sword technique.

Without these, it would be difficult to understand the essence of Ling Xiao Nine Swords.

Yao Zhaoyu's complexion changed again and again, the narcissism he had just been hit by Long Fei turned into anger.

"No one can fight against my literary spirit, the Holy Pen writes the Spring and Autumn Period!"

With a long shout, he took out a palm of golden talisman paper from Najieyu.

The talisman paper is simple and unsophisticated, with tumbling writing on it, and when it comes out, it will have a white mysterious light, accompanied by the sound of students reciting.

"There are sages in Wen, who rule the world. How can you imitate your imperial talisman?"

He held the gold pen and pressed it down.

The golden talisman paper turned into a phantom of a saint with immense power, and clapped its hands down.

Huge palm prints spanned in all directions.

Ten miles in radius, all in the palm of your hand.

The huge power made the mid-air sink with a hum, the strong wind swept over, and the mysterious light was everywhere, shaking all the dust on the ground to roll up into the air.

Zhang Youfeng's brows tightened, and he called out softly, "The Yao family is serious about inviting this half-page sage paper?"

Ye Jinghong said, "Is this the manifestation of a literary sage?"

"Yes, the saint in the world is comparable to the king of immortals!"

Zhang Youfeng's expression froze, and he couldn't help worrying about this cheap brother-in-law.

In the battle just now, everyone was just talking about the real moves in terms of swordsmanship, and no one came out with magic weapons.

Yao Zhaoyu's attack was the magic weapon of Wen Sheng, obviously trying to get rid of Long Fei.

Zhang Youfeng understands the Yao family's approach. They want to marry the seventh princess, so Long Fei must get rid of them.

"Could it be that your Yao family has magic weapons?"

The Seventh Princess grabbed it with her small hands, already planning to help Long Fei at the critical moment.

The Yao family has the magic weapon of the literary saint, and she also has the magic weapon of the fairy king!

The runes lighted up one by one, manifested, and gathered into a huge handprint plate across Long Fei's head.

Long Fei spread out his robes all over his body, and the ground under his feet was rumbled even more. The force of the handprints made the floor crack and sink.

"The prestige of a saint is indeed powerful. But it's a pity that he is only a literati in the world, and he can't hold me down!"

On the top of his head, a six-foot-high dharma body is manifested.

This dharma body is independent of the world, with overwhelming momentum, the aura of a king, and the coercion of a god and Buddha.

"The sword cuts the void!"

Holding the sword of law in his right hand, the dharma body raised a hundred-meter-long black sword light and slashed at the scribe's remnant paper.

In mid-air, Weng buzzed, as if the void was about to collapse, and a dazzling light flashed.

The Ninth Prince screamed, "Is he shaking this talisman?"

"Is this the imperial decree?"

Ye Jinghong also narrowed his eyes.

Ji Yunfei, the little god king of the Ji family, was also shocked.

I saw the Glyph Saint's handprint in the air was torn in half by the sword energy of this law, and the holy light flashed wildly on the field, and the eyes of the people who illuminated it could not be opened.

There was a loud bang, and the sky and the earth roared.

This fragment of Wensheng scroll was torn to pieces by Long Fei's sword, and a backlash rushed back towards Yao Zhaoyu, sending him flying with a bang.

With a sway of the primordial spirit, the physical body was almost torn apart.

There was a moment of silence on the field, and everyone's faces were full of incredible expressions.

Everyone did not expect that Long Fei's swordsmanship could be strong enough to fight against Glyph Saint.

Wen Sheng has a holy word, although he is the saint among men, he is also the ultimate among men, No. 1 under the true immortal.

Even if there is only half a fragment, it is not something that ordinary people can fight against.

"This is his true power!"

Everyone was horrified and came to their own judgment.

All the geniuses blushed, they didn't expect that Long Fei didn't use all his strength just now.

As he said, he just wanted to have fun.

Yao Zhaoyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared coldly at Long Fei, who was shining like a star, and left sadly.

He knew that it was impossible for the Seventh Princess to belong to him.

Among the geniuses of the nine great clans, only Ji Yunfei was left in the blink of an eye.

He came here for the sake of the saintess of Yaochi, and he never expected to meet such a strong opponent.

Long Fei asked him lightly, "There are still two swords, I wonder if Young Master Ji can come up and practice together?"

The corner of Ji Yunfei's mouth twitched. This was provocation, disdain, and insult to him.

He came to the stage with his sword in hand, stared at Long Fei and asked coldly, "What's the relationship between you and the saintess of Yaochi?"

The Seventh Princess's eyes were shining brightly, and she also wanted to know this question.

Long Fei showed a slight smile, and said without concealing, "I am in love with the saintess of Yaochi, and we don't know each other if we don't know each other. If there is no accident, she will be my future Taoist partner!"

"Heartless man!"

The seventh princess stomped her feet, knowing that this would happen.

The way Long Fei looked at the saintess of Yaochi that day was clearly full of enthusiasm, even more affectionate than looking at her.

Li Jinxuan looked at her in admiration, and secretly thought that after falling in love, the princess' sense of smell became more sensitive, and she was more accurate than her.

Ji Yunfei was even more furious and said, "Don't you know that our Ji family is discussing this marriage with Yaochi Holy Land? If you rob me halfway, you don't think my Ji family is too important?"

Long Fei couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, "I thought you were some kind of genius, so you're the same as that narcissistic idiot from the Yao family? Your Ji family has a crush on her saint, did she agree to you? What is the Ji family, the woman I like, do I still need to ask for your permission?"

"I admit that you are indeed the one who jumps the tallest among all the ants. But you are so arrogant that you don't know how much you weigh. Do you really think that no one in this world can hold you down?"

The genius of the Ji family looked gloomy, Yao Zhaoyu was narcissistic, he was conceited.

Last year's Kirin ranking second was won by him.

He has already cultivated to the peak state of the God Transformation Realm, and he is stronger than the geniuses present.

He looked at Long Fei like a poor ant looking down on the ground, raised his long sword with disdain and said, "Mortal who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, today I will show you the real pressure of the god king!"

　Chapter 3, I suffered from heatstroke today, writing this is really a headache!
　　
　
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