Always hidden in the innate eightfold boundary, the power suddenly released is more than ten times stronger than just now.

  Xue Rui was shocked, and with a flick of his wrist, the Ling Snake Sword coiled around Liu Wu Xie's waist like a living snake.

  If you get entangled, your body will lose its center of gravity. This Ling Snake Sword Technique is quite extraordinary.

  Liu Wu Xie's movements were neither hurried nor slow, and the short knife in his hand transformed into a strange and mysterious mark. With a sudden slash, the spiritual snakes were cut into pieces, splitting into four or five segments each.

  The two of them changed their moves so quickly, it was unbelievable, and many people watched with bated breath.

  No matter who wins or loses in this battle, the biggest beneficiaries are those students standing around watching.

  From their martial arts skills, I learned a lot of knowledge, especially Liu Wuxie's knife method, which is unpredictable and unpredictable.

  It's hard to guard against, no one knows where Liu Wuxie's next knife will appear from.

  Every knife edge is unparalleled, there is no fixed move, no special trajectory, fighting with him will always fall into a passive situation.

  Xue Rui became more and more shocked, a hint of solemnity flashing in the depths of his eyes. He launched three consecutive sword attacks, not even allowing Liu Wu Xie to approach within a foot, making him somewhat anxious.

  The Ling Snake Sword changed again, this time with an even more sinister angle, forming a series of sword energies that fell towards Liu Wuxie like raindrops.

  "If this is all you're capable of, then you might as well be dead!"

  Liu Wuxie let out a soft whistle, raised his short knife, and unleashed the ultimate move of the Blood Rainbow Sword Technique, condensing all his techniques into one strike that would decide everything.

  The breathtaking knife intent swept across the sky, and Xue Rui felt his own breathing almost come to a stop.

  This is a suppression of momentum, he is a proud Lingjing Wuchong, being suppressed by the Xiantian realm, this is a humiliation.

  "Roar!"

  With a loud roar, Xue Rui broke free from Liu Wuxie's oppressive aura and burst out with his body, the Ling Snake Sword drawing out sword flowers that shot straight for Liu Wuxie's heart.

  Desperate fight, Xue Rui has gone all out.

  Today I won't kill Liu Wenyu, tomorrow's dead man will definitely be him.

  "Too slow!"

  The Ling Snake Sword had yet to reach Liu Wuxie's heart when his body suddenly vanished from the spot, leaving Xue Rui in shock.

  He underestimated Liu Wuxie's speed of movement, and when competing with Tao Wenbing, he did not use his full strength.

  A chill ran down his spine, cold sweat dripping from his forehead: "I am doomed!"

  Fearsome blade energy tore open his defenses, icy coldness pierced through to his five viscera and six bowels.

  The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all blown open, the entire back was cut open by a knife, and for a moment, he couldn't die.

  Xue Rui felt his body numb and unable to move, only able to feel life slipping away quickly.

  At this moment!

  Time stood still, and everyone's face was filled with incredulity. Xue Rui is dead?

  Die in the hands of the innate boundary.

  Everyone's eyes looking at Liu Wuxie were filled with horror and terror, he must be a monster.

  Washed away five layers of spiritual realm, just like pigs and dogs, easily slaughtered, overturning their cognition.

  Xue Rui is a genius of the younger generation of the Xue family, who has been heavily cultivated by the family since childhood and sent to college for further study, returning early to take over the family business.

  "You half-breed, I want you dead!"

  A shocking loud shout, immediately a figure, shot out from the Xue family area, rushing straight to Liu Wuxie's stage.

  It happened too fast, so fast that people's thinking couldn't keep up. Who would have thought that someone would suddenly launch a sneak attack on Liu Wuxie?

  "It's Xue Wushuang, he is a first-class instructor!"

  A commotion spread through the crowd as Xue Jia's high-ranking expert appeared, his terrifying aura of washing away one's marrow enveloping the entire arena.

  Only a few hundred meters away, in just two breaths' time, Liu Wuxie wanted to make a judgment, but it was already too late.

  Mention Xue Wu Shuang, the Imperial Academy is no stranger, twenty years ago he was still a Tian Zi Hao student, actively applying to stay as an instructor, in just twenty years, from an ordinary instructor, promoted to a first-class instructor, already famous throughout the Imperial Academy.

  "Xue Rui is his nephew, no wonder he would take action."

  It's rare for a dignified instructor like him to take action against his students.

  His body was still in mid-air when a palm came pressing down, a terrifying gust of wind blew away Liu Wuxie's hair, his body swaying precariously.

  Senior washing boundary full force hit, Liu Wuxie precarious, survival probability extremely low.

  "This little guy is in danger, the Washing Bone Realm has made a move, let's see how he dies."

  The students of Class 6 Senior High are shouting and waving flags, hoping that Liu Wuxie would die soon.

  Li Shengsheng and others clenched their fists, they forgot to think, even forgot to cry out for help.

  "In front of me, you killed my disciple, you really don't put me in your eyes."

  A chilling voice echoed through every corner, and the Golden Sword's edge, which had been drowsy for a long time, suddenly disappeared, with no one seeing it clearly.

  His speed was more than twice that of Xue Wushuang. Before his words had fallen, he had already appeared on the arena.

  "Boom!"

  Xue Wushuang's iron palm was intercepted by Jin Jianfeng, and the terrifying palm wind suddenly exploded in mid-air, forming a mighty wave of energy that surged towards all directions.

  Advanced shampooing realm full-force punch, causing the entire arena, four split five crack, violent stone fragments, flew to the sky.

  Wait a moment!

  The crowd was in an uproar, and the onlookers scattered in all directions to avoid being affected.

  Wash marrow boundary high hand, their gas flow fluctuation, is enough to kill congenital boundary.

  Xue Wushuang's body flipped in mid-air and landed on one side of the arena, standing face to face with Jinsu, about ten meters apart.

  Liu Wuxie stood behind Jinfeng's body, with his dominant fist already raised.

  "Are you okay?!"

  Facing the impact of the washing marrow boundary wave, Liu Wuxie stood still on the spot, causing Jin Jianfeng's eyes to narrow.

  An ordinary person would have been blown away by the waves and possibly seriously injured.

  Liu Wuxie looked like he wasn't even breaking a sweat, and seemed just like an ordinary person, which was truly baffling.

  "Thanks to the instructor for helping me out, I'm fine!"

  Liu Wu Xie said with a sense of urgency: If Jin Jianfeng hadn't blocked this palm for him, even if he had managed to withstand it, he would have been seriously injured.

  Jin Jianfeng's eyes fell, his icy gaze finally turned to Xue Wushuang: "You dare to attack my disciple, I want you dead."

  His body suddenly disappeared, and a palm chopped towards Xue Wushuang, saying that he would hit him.

  Liu Wuxie's one black line, I've long heard that Jin Jianfeng protected Hu Duzi, but I didn't expect it to be to this extent.

  "Golden sword edge, when I'm afraid of you, it's not done!"

  Xue Wushuang was also a ruthless person, absolutely not a kind-hearted and soft-handed one. The two of them clashed together in an instant, fighting to the point where it was hard to distinguish between them.

  The retreating disciples all stopped and watched in awe as a high-level soul washing boundary battle was rarely seen.

  "Rumble, rumble, rumble!"

  Endless waves of air exploded in mid-air as the two exchanged only a single glance and clashed with over a dozen palm strikes.

  The waves spread further and further away, several watchtowers in the distance could not withstand the impact of the air waves, splitting into four or five pieces, all exploding and turning into rubble.

  The situation on the scene has become out of control, and the affected area is getting bigger and bigger.

  Liu Wuxie retreated a hundred meters away and activated his Ghost Pupil Technique. Every detail of their battle was clear as day to him.

  "Xue Wushuang, let's see how many more tricks you have up your sleeve!"

  Both were high-level cultivators of the Washing Marrow Realm, but Jin Jianfeng's strength was clearly superior, suppressing Xue Wushuang throughout, leaving him no room to counterattack.

  Every move, every style, Xue Wushuang was exhausted from responding. Jin Jianfeng's moves were very strange and unexpected. In the depths of Liu Wuxie's eyes, a hint of surprise appeared: "Master Jin is not simple!"

  His right hand transformed into a fist and his left hand transformed into a palm. The Golden Sword's edge was suddenly used with both hands, one palm and one fist simultaneously attacking Xue Wuduan.

  Xue Wushuang's face changed suddenly, and he didn't dare to hesitate. A long sword appeared in his hand, and he launched a fierce slash at Mount Hua.

  Fierce sword energy tore through air resistance and chopped towards Jinfeng's head, both of them unleashing their true flames.

  "With your mediocre sword skills, you dare to be arrogant in front of me!"

  Jin Jianfeng's body aura grew thicker, and he didn't fear Xue Wushuang's long sword. His body leaped into the air, sliding a distance of over ten meters, as he struck down with his profound hand seals.

  Xue Wushuang's sword curtain was brutally destroyed, and the strange handprint made people defenseless. It has exceeded the category of ordinary martial arts and is similar to Taoist magic.

  When cultivation reaches the later stages, the use of martial skills becomes less and less. It involves the grand dao of heaven and earth, and only by incorporating dao techniques can the power of martial skills be increased.

  A figure flashed, a golden sword appeared in front of Xue Wushuang, and his right hand suddenly slapped down.

  "Bang!"

  Xue Wushuang's body flew backward, his left cheek swelling instantly. A single palm strike from the peak of Washing Marrow Realm was enough to burst his skull. At the last moment, Jin Jianfeng held back his strength.

  Jin Jianfeng has always been looked down upon by others, his mentor looks down on him, the disciples do not respect him, thinking that he is not worthy of being a mentor, and it's simply a waste of a good apprentice.

  Today, they all underestimated Jin Jianfeng, this strength has already surpassed that of a star coach.

  A top-ranked master was like an ant in his eyes, easily swatted away.

  Xue Wushuang heavily crashed into the pile of broken stones, his face covered in blood, his left cheek swollen like a steamed bun, his facial features already indistinguishable. Just now, Jin Jianfeng had used 50% of his strength in that one palm strike.

  "Golden Sword Edge, I'm going to kill you!"

  He spat out a mouthful of blood, and Xue Wushuang struggled to get up. As a first-rate instructor, he had been slapped in the face. If this got out, he would lose all face and wouldn't be able to stay at Imperial College anymore.

  With a long sword in hand, he charged towards Golden Sword Peak, having already lost his rationality.

  "You're looking for death? I'll help you achieve it!"

  A cold glint flashed in the depths of Jin Jian's eyes, his hands formed a seal, and in front of him appeared a pitch-black vortex, generating an enormous suction force, causing all the surrounding gravel to fly up.

  "Everybody stop!"

  Fan Zhen has always stood in the corner, and if he doesn't come out now, things will get out of hand.

  The aura of Zhen Dan enveloped the entire martial arts arena, those in the Xian Tian realm were so frightened that they cowered on the ground, unable to withstand the pressure of the Zhen Dan realm.

  Jin Jianfeng put away his handprint, restored that lazy appearance, picked up the wine gourd at his waist, and took a big gulp.

  Xue Wushuang's face was gloomy and terrifying, sheathing his long sword with a face full of hatred.

  "Dean, you have to take charge for me! This kid has killed people three times already. According to the school's rules, he should be executed."

  First, let's start with a thorough investigation, Xue Wushuang spoke in a tone of bitter complaint, demanding severe punishment for Liu Wuxie.

  "I know everything from beginning to end, I don't want to say too much. This year's gathering is over here, you two follow me!"

  Fan Zhen's eyes swept around in a circle and announced the end of the gathering.

  "What's going on? Why isn't the Dean punishing Liu Wuxie?"

  Everyone was puzzled, Liu Wuxie killed so many people, and that's it?

  "How to punish, everything today is a trap set by the Xue family, Liu Wuxie just defended himself, if he was really punished, it would be chilling."

  Many people still understand reason and justice; everything Liu Wuxie did was done out of necessity.

  From Aiwan.