1782: C1782 Seven Stars Forbidden Spell!

C1782 Seven Stars Forbidden Spell!

Now that things had gotten to this point, he was no longer able to protect his fellow junior brothers and sisters. Thus, he had lost his restraints, and was free to fight.

Even if he were to die, he would absolutely not embarrass the academy's headmaster.

"Brother Xu, take care!"

"Fight!"

"Even if we die, we will never admit our guilt ~!"

"Besides the Sect Leader, no one else can punish us for our crimes!"

"Why would we be guilty?!"

Instantly, over a hundred students raised their heads and roared in rage.

Unwillingness, anger, and a will to fight that was unafraid of death were all on the rise.

The reason why they had been afraid before was because they did not want to stir up any more trouble for the headmaster. Right now, they were in a situation of certain death.

There was nothing for them to fear. The only thing that they could do was to not embarrass the academy and the headmaster.

Die?

So what!

"The wind rises to the skies, the stars rise to the skies, and the stars fly back to their homeland. This is a place where the fierce warriors will guard in all four directions!"

"Who doesn't die in the ancient times? Leave a Core Formation Technique to me!"

The low roars and growls became one!

At this moment, everyone was fully prepared and fearless!

"My fellow disciples, I … Xu Fenghua, let's go first! "

"The Road to River Styx, I... Sword Dance, waiting for your return! "

Xu Fenghua waved his hand and an imposing aura burst forth. A three foot long Longsword formed in his hand and with a flash of green light, it shattered the space.

He was full of iron guts, and his eyes seemed to be filled with cold lightning as they flickered with an icy coldness.

In this vast square, he was not a prisoner, but a warrior defending his dignity.

The sword followed his arm up, pointing towards Wei Chen.

"Kill!"

The explosive twelve sword stances, at this moment, were fully unleashed.

"Aurora War Lance!"

"Gather!"

As a Seven Star Soul King, Wei Chen was able to use forbidden spells at will. His battle lance was seven meters long, and as it surged with a cold light, frost roared as it pierced through.

The moment the sword and the spear clashed, Xu Fenghua sneered and the sword in his hand suddenly shot out, allowing the battle spear to pierce through his chest.

Blood splattered out, and when it fell to the ground, it became a cherry blossom mark.

A bloodthirsty look appeared on Wei Chen's face, but in the next second, his body trembled as his throat was pierced. Even the incantation he was chanting was stuck in his throat.

He was a Seven Star Soul King, but he had died underestimating his opponent. When he was originally prepared to display his prowess, he was actually killed in an instant.

The corpse fell to the ground, and the Frost Battle Spear in his hand suddenly shattered.

"Kill!"

Instantly, over a hundred people whistled in the center of the square, and the sound of the word 'kill' resonated in the sky, shaking the heavens.

"Next!"

Xu Fenghua turned his hand and the blood stained Longsword flew out and returned to his hand.

He turned his head, looked at the surrounding thousands of people with Heavenly Star Academy, and coldly and angrily shouted.

"Chen Mingxiang, 8-star holy light Soul Master, come here to kill you!"

At that moment, a figure spread open his wings and flew into the air. He held the scepter in both hands and turned into a white screen of light that fiercely charged towards the ground!

"Saint Judgement!"

"Welcome, holy sword!"

Rumble rumble rumble!

In the sky, a ten-meter tall, stele like sacred sword descended.

It was like a bolt of lightning.

It went straight for Xu Fenghua's head.

"Sword move!"

Xu Fenghua was fearless. He spread out his body and avoided the bombardment that was coming from the center of the formation.

His sword swept out, emitting a violent collision sound.

Violent shockwaves rumbled as the elemental energy and the holy light elements clashed, releasing a blinding white light.

The shock wave spread out, and the crowd instinctively retreated.

After the clash, the aftermath gradually dissipated and the Longsword in Xu Fenghua's hands had been broken.

At the same time, his face paled, and his body swayed. It was clear that the earlier clash had consumed a great deal of his strength, and he had also sustained injuries.

"Heh …" "Wei Chen underestimates his opponent. I won't give you any chance to resist!"

"Sacred Light Beast!"

"Gather!"

"Holy Strike!"

In the next second, Chen Mingxiang jumped onto a unicorn condensed with holy light. He waved the scepter in his hand, and a curtain of light swept out.

Xu Fenghua was instantly blown away by the impact. Immediately, cheers sounded out from outside the stage.

"Divine Martial Cultivator will lose!"

"Wei Chen, his death was unjust!"

"Kill him, Senior Chen!"

A group of shouts sounded out. Just as Xu Fenghua steadied his feet, his figure flashed and dodged the Saint Beast's attack!

Boom!

The holy beast lifted its hind leg and heavily kicked his back. The holy beast leaned forward and slid on the ground for a few dozen meters before tumbling to the ground under the feet of the crowd.

"I'll trample you to death, haha!"

"You dog bastard, continue being arrogant!"

All of a sudden, those students viciously kicked Xu Fenghua. It was still a humiliation, and no harm could be done.

"Get up. Weren't you very stubborn just now? Continue fighting!"

Chen Mingxiang rode on his sacred beast and walked over. He looked down at Xu Fenghua as if he was an judge, and with the Scepter on his shoulder, he looked extremely relaxed.

Of course, although his imposing manner appeared to be extremely contemptuous, he used all his strength in his attacks and directly crushed the opponent without even giving the opponent a chance to catch his breath.

Xu Fenghua flipped his hand to block the huge kick from those people and stood up. He did not throw away the broken sword in his hand and instead stared at them. His fighting spirit was still as high as ever.

"Cut the crap! Come at me if you want to fight!"

After saying that, Xu Fenghua took the initiative to attack. He used the Wandering Dragon Steps and moved at an extremely fast speed. His mysterious movement technique attempted to get close to his opponent.

"Gravity Rain of Light!"

"Dodge!"

"Whiz!"

A white light screen appeared, enveloping his surroundings. Chen Mingxiang was even more confident as he stared at his opponent's figure through the rain of light. Even though his movements were clever, there was no way out.

At this moment, Xu Fenghua's body was already covered by the rain of light. He felt the pressure of a hundred thousand tons and his speed dropped drastically.

"Obviously, you have exhausted your manoeuvres. You can go and die now!"

"Angels enjoying themselves in the void, please return to the filthy earth, for the unclean air needs to be used

Your power to clarify. Purify! "Fallen soul!"

"Holy Soul!"

BOOM!

This time, Chen Mingxiang was going all out, pointing the scepter at the empty space in front of him.

Suddenly, the surrounding light elements gathered together like a tidal wave and condensed into a huge figure. It was Holy Light War God's huge armor body. He held the battle lance in his hand and charged fiercely at Xu Fenghua.

The pure and holy radiance erupted at this moment, emitting boundless majesty. No one dared to resist.

"Holy Soul!"

"Seven Stars Forbidden Spell!"

"Damn, it's even stronger than the Holy Light Beast!"

"Is the Holy Light so powerful?"1

Suddenly, the surrounding crowd was shocked by the figure of the holy light that was moving like War God.

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