Heaven Awakening Path

“What brings you here? ”

“I've been there. ”

Two teenagers have spoken, and all three of them have come out of the darkness.

“Who are you people?” Sifan said, turning his body slightly, he integrated the three men in different directions into his perspective.

The strength of the rush is closely related to human visual ability.

Day after day, farther and clearer than ordinary people.

On a double sky, everything can be seen in extremely faint light.

Three Heavens is a comprehensive use of perspective.

One eye angle can reach up to 156 degrees, but it's actually only 60 degrees. The triple heavenly realm is to bring out this 156-degree maximum viewing angle, and eventually all images are clear in a total of 188-degree horizontal viewing angles.

At this point, Sifan slightly adjusted his figure and instantly saw all three of his opponents moving very clearly. Three people, two men and one woman, all of the same indifference, are watching him carefully.

“The Spirit is six, the Spirit is three, the Spirit is three.” Sifan's realm was instantly analysed, and the woman standing in the middle enumerated each of his top three powers, and the other low, if not unbreakable, ringing parties simply did not mention it.

“What's with the bamboo knife in your hand?” The guy on the far right said.

“Because it's a child!” The woman said.

“So it's a toy?” The man on the left said.

“The toy just blocked your tone knife.” The rightmost smile.

“Huh.” The guy on the far left smiled and didn't mind his own joke. They chat and even have fun, just to say one thing, and they don't see Sivan at all.

Indeed it is.

Sivan watched carefully the three men's movements, words and expressions, and their contempt was not intentional, but indeed they did not take him seriously.

But more importantly… Soundknife, a symbol sufficient to prove their identity.

“You are Xingluo.” Sifan's line of sight was not limited to three people at first, because Xingluo, it was a group of four killers, and what he saw before him was only three.

“Yes, it is. Luo Yin, Luo Xing, Luo Chong.” Maureen introduced the three of them one by one, "there were supposed to be four of them, but now they're not, and that's why they came after us. ”

“Oh.” Sifan said.

“Oh? Just oh? Got it. Why don't you just go away? What does that matter to you?” Maureen said.

“Though it's only been a day, you're already a student at Windstorm College, and it's the responsibility and duty of Windstorm to protect every student.” Sifan is indifferent.

“On your own?” Standing just opposite Sivan, Ross smiled, not staring at Sivan, but turning his head toward two companions: "Windstroke College? I just found out the name of this college! Famous? ”

“Never heard of it.” Rochon said.

“Don't waste your time.” The bass was somewhat impatient, hands slightly raised, and the blade of the midrange bass knife lit up.

The cold light flashed so fast that it instantly swept past Sifan.

It would be a great insult if Luo Yan took the shot and directly slashed Maureen behind Sifan. He just chopped it out, and Sivan still stopped it. It seemed impossible to stop it, and it was not at all his consideration.

Because they have seen through the boundaries of Sifan, and although there are few rare elites of the six heavens, they are only perceivers, and that and the penetrator are not in a single order of magnitude, and only the penetrator can fully exert his power. The power of spirituality can be perceived with six senses, but if you think it is, you can be confined. It is only through the realm that we can truly grasp the power of change.

The rhythm, the thriller of the sound, came from his ability to thrill. And his ability is not just a silence.

Flying Sound Slash!

He ignored Sifan's confidence, because this time he used to chop, but the real thing, the thunderbolt can master a level 3 attack skill, how can a perceiver resist? Probably scared the shit out of me even looking at it!

Cold light, just like that, slashed Maureen's head again. With Maureen's physical qualities, there is no resistance to this three-level attack technique, but at this point, Sifan moves.

Woo……

Again.

There was no bright cold light, no loud chirping, the friction between the bamboo knife and the air, it sounded so clumsy and simple, and then it hit the cold light.

So you want to block the level 3 assault skill flickering?

Luo Xing and Luocheng were all laughing. There was no point in going forward to help at all, but Luo Yan's divine color changed.

This blow, it won't stop. A bamboo knife in the district, hit by the sound of his sonoro knife, instantly has been touched by the power of the bolt to crush, Sifan's right hand was also injured fleshly blurred.

It can't be stopped, definitely not.

The cold light is still falling.

But, missed!

Not much force, not very fast speed, but Sifan's knife is accurate and coincidental. Coincidentally, it was too late for Luoyin to adjust the flying tone, and the cold light just swept past him, hanging his sleeves and the green leaves of the flowers in the garden.

“Go!” Sivan yelled. He took a knife, but didn't stop, then rushed up to trap Luo Yan from behind, lifted his leg and kicked Maureen aside.

“Alas...” Maureen sighed, "If I hadn't had the strength, I would have run away. ”

Maureen didn't run, he wasn't that unaffordable, but unfortunately Sivan, it really had nothing to do with him.

Let him go...

Maureen wanted to try to negotiate with the three Yanro guys like this, but the words didn't come out yet, staring at Sivan, who was urging him to leave, suddenly looked painful.

“Shit!” Luo Yan scolded, breaking out of Sifan's arms and slamming his elbow on Sifan's face.

Sifan fell on his side, but Luo impulse behind him was faster. With his hands up, he had jumped three steps back. The dagger stuck in Sifan's back was also pulled out by him, and the blood was blooming in the garden.

“Phew.” Luo Yan sipped at Sifan, ignoring his death, and walked out toward Maureen, which is the purpose of their trip.

But as soon as I took a step, I felt my feet stuck with something.

Looking down, Sifan's long blurred right hand struggled, grabbed his ankle, tight.

“What a hassle.” When Luo Yan dislikes it, he raises his knife and chops it off.

The knife was suspended in the air.

“Behind!! ”

Luo Xing, Luo Chong, they're all screaming.

Royal knows. His wrist was grabbed and he couldn't move at all, and of course he knew there was someone behind him. But what's even more terrifying is that he didn't notice anything before, and the throne of his clamor, although he didn't have the ability to detect, was scary enough to hide his ear behind him.

“Who is it?” he drank.

This time the voice was much more nervous than the previous scolding of Sivan.

Sifan fell on the ground, severely injured her right hand, had just been stabbed in the back, and her face was covered in blood after just eating a bass elbow. His consciousness, his gaze, were all a little blurred, the rush of the triple heavens, which made him unable to see for a moment who was behind Luoyin.

Then he found a powerful attack on his right hand.

He had previously made up his mind that, in any case, his right hand would never let go, but when the force hit, his resolve suddenly shook, because it was so powerful that it instantly made him feel like he was going to fly. Never let go, that's not an obstacle to this force.

Sifan wisely let go and then saw Luo Yin and disappeared from his sight.

Is this... thrown out?

Everyone saw a shadow, flew over the sky, drew an arc and fell back to the ground heavily.

The throne of the sound, the invincible presence in the perceiver's mind, like a piece of garbage, who is given out at will like this?

- Who is it?

Sifan felt like he was about to go into a coma, but he was still trying to insist, and he had to see who he really was.

Then he finally saw clearly.

Shit...

Sivan thought to herself that she was really the wife tangled with Luping. At this time, she might all be dying, but she also had to think of other people's eyes as this guy.

No...

Wait……

Like, is it really Lupin?

Silvan used his eyes several more times to make sure he wasn't blindfolded.

Already in a coma, Sivan, already feeling dying, suddenly, not knowing where her spirit and strength came from, suddenly stood up again.

“Back off.” Silvan pulled the road back.

“What?” Luping didn't understand.

“While it may not be worth it, however, you are still a member of the Wind Picking Academy, and it is the responsibility and duty of the Wind Discipline Team to protect every student.” Sifan said, looking down again, "There was another man, where is he? ”

“Is this man really dying? What are you talking about here? Drag away, drag away.” Lupin said to Maureen beside him.