After breaking off the engagement, my aloof fiancée regretted it

"What did you say?!"

Xiao Wuhen couldn't believe his ears.

His hands holding the folding fan made crackling sounds, and the pressure from the ninth level of Tianshu Realm crushed the jade floor tiles within a ten-foot radius into powder.

The expression that was originally maintained well also cracked in an instant.

A strange ice-colored fan-shaped mark appeared on his forehead, and nine dark blue ice swords slowly spread out from the void: "You are just a frog in the well, how can you not know what is good for you!"

The situation on the platform was already displayed on the light curtain in front of everyone.

Seeing the tense situation between the two, they instantly became excited.

In the entire Longjiang Province, is there anyone who dares to provoke the talented disciples of Tianxian Xintian Academy?

But Ye Tianming is simply a fool with no IQ!

In front of so many people, the host of Tianxian Academy was embarrassed!

This is truly unique from ancient times to the present!

On the west side of the viewing seats, where the Chiyan Sect and many other sects were located, bursts of suppressed sneers could not help but break out.

Yan Jin of the Red Flame Sect looked at the transmission screen, his body shaking with excitement: "You are such a fool! You just won first place, yet you dare to challenge the Tianxian Academy..."

"You are the one who is courting death. God is helping me! God is helping me!"

The leader of the Red Flame Sect, Yue Shanhe, had his cultivation destroyed and was defeated by the Golden Light Palace.

I originally thought that the days ahead would be difficult.

But I didn’t expect Ye Tianming to commit suicide at this time!

This sudden change in the situation really excited him!

I even wish I could see them fighting right now!

At the same time, many cultivators from the Hongyan Sect and the Tiandan Sect not far away also showed puzzled expressions on their faces.

"Stupid! Little friend Ye is really stupid! Why are you arguing with Fellow Daoist Xiao at this time? He is a core disciple of Tianxian Academy! Even if Little friend Ye gets the identity token to enter Tianxian Academy, how can he be compared with him?"

The Hongyan Sect is composed of all beautiful women, and at this moment there is deep worry and nervousness in their charming eyes.

They no longer cared about even the admiring looks that they usually enjoyed.

However, they couldn't help much with this kind of thing and could only worry.

As the leader of the Golden Light Palace, Yun Qingyao had been standing beside Ye Tianming without saying a word, but at this moment, she couldn't help but secretly grab Ye Tianming's sleeve, her voice trembling: "Tianming! Tianxian Academy values ​​face the most, you..."

"Do not impulse!"

Even though Xiao Wuhen's attitude was extremely bad and full of hostility.

But a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake.

Ye Tianming had just gone through so many battles, won the first place in the sect, and also gained many benefits.

If they were to come into conflict with the core disciples of Tianxiantian Academy at this time, it would be a complete disaster for them!

"Qingyao, don't worry." Ye Tianming turned his gaze to her, his eyes were gentle and firm, "Over the years, I have crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood from an unknown person step by step, and I have learned one thing-"

As he spoke, he turned around and faced the huge Ice Soul Fan Formation that had covered the sky in an instant, his pupils ignited with a fighting spirit that could rival the sky: "If you want to stand firm, you must never be bullied! Especially by some so-called geniuses who have no quality..."

"The more you give in, the more they will push you! Instead of that, why not just have a good fight!"

As he spoke, the aura around Ye Tianming condensed instantly.

The surging power quickly gathered behind him.

In just a moment, the chaotic energy turned into a giant axe that split the sky and tore a hole in the clouds in the sky.

The fierce fighting spirit, without any reservation and even less concession.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Xiao Wuhen laughed in anger, the coldness and murderous intent in his eyes spreading wildly.

At this moment, the Ice Soul Sword Formation suddenly condensed into the shadow of the ancient cold dragon, "This young master will let you see what a real... strong man is!"

The invisible and terrifying pressure surged at this moment and was directed at Ye Tianming.

Lan Wenxin, who was standing by, never thought that the two would become more and more serious about this.

Seeing that the situation was out of control, he had no choice but to use his spiritual power, and then the Jiuxiao Luan Bird and the Han Chi collided with a loud bang.

"Brother Xiao! If you use the 'Chiwen Sword Soul' today, you will be violating the third iron rule of the academy..."

"Do not impulse!"

"Go away!"

Xiao Wuhen, filled with murderous intent, seemed to have lost his mind long ago. At this moment, he released a blood-colored spiritual power, which turned into a blood-colored talisman.

The next second, the phantom of the phoenix bird instantly froze into an ice sculpture.

"Junior Sister Lan, just rest here for a while."

"An arrogant person who dares to provoke me and does not take our academy seriously, open his dog eyes and see clearly! My Tianxian Academy is not a place where he can act wildly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-colored talisman floated out again, covering the void and aiming at Ye Tianming.

It was the first time that Ye Tianming had seen such an attacking force. Out of curiosity, he stepped into the air and performed the Kunpeng Wuji Fist.

The huge fist shadow hit the blood-colored talisman in an instant.

The strange spiritual power actually caused the chaotic power in Ye Tianming's body to slowly reverse.

This sudden change made Ye Tianming groan.

The exasperated voice of Little Stone exploded in his soul: "It's the 'Yin Yang Curse' of the ancient Xiao family! Quickly use the true dragon's blood..."

When Ye Tianming heard the hurried voice, he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

Xiao Wuhen seemed to know what Ye Tianming was thinking. A sarcastic smile appeared on his lips, and his pupils turned completely ice blue at this moment. "You should feel honored to have forced me to use my strongest technique..."

The words haven't been finished yet.

A strange force suddenly broke free from his control over his power.

Then, seventy-two golden needles suddenly appeared from thin air.

One could vaguely see that each tiny needle tip was holding a drop of dragon blood glowing with chaotic light.

Those were very busy, and they all gathered at the seven-inch mark of the cold dragon to form a dragon-trapping soul-pinching formation!

Ye Tianming wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, and a golden dragon battle pattern appeared under his torn robes. "The most powerful technique? Then I will use my ordinary technique to play with you!"

As he spoke, a boiling dragon roar was heard.

At this moment, the seventy-two silver needles turned into streams of light and disappeared into the void.

The next second, the shadow of the cold dragon suddenly rolled over in pain.

Xiao Wuhen was horrified to find that the sword spirit of his natal fan sword, which he had cultivated for a hundred years, was rapidly declining under such power!

What’s even more terrifying is that those golden needles that pierced into the body of the cold dragon also carried a trace of gluttonous devouring power!

There was another uproar in the audience seats.

The elder of the Spirit Sword Pavilion who was closest to him stared at the faintly visible word "Ye" on the golden needle, trembling all over: "He...he actually absorbed a part of the Taotie power of the Beast King Seal from Sect Master Yue?!"