Chapter 653 (1/2)

”Academician song!”

Xu Lixue, who felt the weight of Song Yuan's body, exclaimed, but then felt that although Song Yuan was going to fall, there was still a breath, and he didn't die. He was more secure.

”Doctor!” Xu Lixue shouted and immediately a doctor rushed over. They are still defending against possible attacks by the three colleges, but Xu Lixue seems to have forgotten this. From the moment Song Yuan fell, his actions did not take into account the existence of the three colleges.

Because he knew as well as Song Yuan that painting the ground was a prison, and the great customization was completely launched successfully.

”Hoo...” Deng Wenjun, the first disciple of Yao Guang, took a long breath and fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

”Teacher!” The students who fought with Deng Wenjun were stunned. Only when Deng Wenjun finally stopped fighting, after all, in the battle with xusu, Deng Wenjun had been hit hard and seriously injured.

But he always insisted, especially after Zhan Ren's death, it inspired his blood. He always stood by Zhan Ren's body and didn't retreat.

Now, he has finally reached his limit. Is he going to follow Zhan Ren's footsteps?

In the cry of surprise, a Xuanwu disciple who is fighting with Deng Wenjun has called for an attack. Yao Guangfeng's disciple fought to save him, but it seems too late.

Who would have thought that when the attack was only a short distance from Deng Wenjun, a ripple suddenly popped up in the air, and the close attack was like a stone falling into the water.

Deng Wenjun cracked his mouth and smiled, revealing a row of white teeth on his bloody dirty face.

The Xuanwu disciple opposite his four eyes was only one meter away from Deng Wenjun, but he was in a daze at this time. After he had settled his mind, he stretched out his hand, and the ripple began again.

Of course, this is not the water, this is the power of the soul. Within a distance of less than one meter between him and Deng Wenjun, a force of soul was erected. In the perception, we can find that the power of this soul has been spreading to both sides, upward and connected to all sides, and finally trapped him in it.

”What ghost?” The Xuanwu disciple screamed, and he waved another punch.

Those who can fight against Yao Guangshou are not ordinary people. As one of the four students under the xusu gate, Chen Jian's strength is not inferior to that of the first Beidou disciple. He rallied his soul all his life and fought hard with this punch.

Boom!

The power of the soul roared like an explosion. The ripple of this fist was very violent. It can be seen that it was much larger than the impact before.

But after the ripples, the power of the soul soon returned to calm..

Boom, boom!

Chen Jian blew out three punches one after another, using the brilliant power of Xuanwu college to kill three times. This power is integrated into the martial arts and kills a lot. The punch was as fierce as a punch, which made Chen Jianyi fly disorderly.

But Deng Wenjun, who was one meter away from him, didn't even shake a hair. He couldn't feel the little soul power emitted by Chen Jian. Looking at the ripples between them with the three fists flashing, Deng Wenjun finally laughed.

”What's going on?” Yao Guang students who had come to rescue Deng Wenjun were stunned. They soon found that the people who fell into this situation were not only Deng Wenjun's opponent Chen Jian, but also all the three college students who had just fought with them. Whether they were near or far, they had the upper hand or lost the lower hand. At this moment, they were all fastened by the cover composed of such a spiritual force. I couldn't get out, but I couldn't get out. I was completely trapped inside.

”Ha ha...” Deng Wenjun was still laughing until he took a mouthful of blood. He shook his figure. He was seriously injured. With a cavity of warm blood to support him up to now, he saw the big customization launch, completely controlled the situation, and finally felt tired and hurt. He felt that he couldn't support himself.

He usually likes talking. At this time, he will be very tired even to say a few more words.

”Kill.” He said to the student who came up and held him.

”Ah?” The student was stunned.

Deng Wenjun raised his hand and pointed to Chen Jian. There were many students from the three colleges.