Heaven Awakening Path

Chapter 520: Lack of First Grade Students

“Is that you?” Sun gave a look at the person who walked out of behind her, and suddenly the color grew heavy.

Not only does she recognize this dress, she also recognizes this man.

Lack of a student under Yuan Feimen, one of the five island owners of Vietnam College.

This student lacks the status of Vietnam Academy, which is equivalent to a second-circle Gatekeeper second only to the Seven Academics on the seven-star list of Beidou Academy. This Beidou Second Circuit Gatekeeper is headed by the Seven Peaks Leader. Most of the inheritors of the all-colored Divine Warriors have opened their doors and are mentor-grade figures. Their clothes may vary due to their affiliation, but the embroidered emblem of Beidou Seven Stars on their clothes is always bright six stars, qualified for two laps of doorman, and so on, the seventh lap of doorman's emblem has only one star on it.

Lack of Vietnam Academy has no rules inherited from the Divine Soldiers, but a disciple of one grade and the two circles of the Beidou Academy Gatekeeper are much the same. And their logo is a lot more direct. Fongo is embroidered with a sea blue “-” on the left arm of this drama suit, and that's the sign of his taste.

And this Fongo, it's not just a student, he's Yuan Fei's heaviest student. There is only no such name as the first disciple, but Fongo's status is mostly similar to that of the first disciple, so Sun gave him up to recognize him.

Such a man, his actions clearly represent a lack of will on the part of the Vietnam Academy. Four college colleges and universities have a competitive relationship, but have not pulled knives so bluntly for many years. Fongo is now taking this blow to the point of sending his grandson a confession. It was also said that Beidou Academy Seven Star Association trial personnel concentrated in Seven Star Valley, the rest of the place was a prevention problem, and the heart was clearly revealed.

Now, it's very likely that all of this is due to each other's calculations. If I hadn't used Sun Yingsheng, how could I have revealed such a big blossom? What is the ultimate purpose of just missing the Vietnam Academy? Assassination of a leader is not always their main objective, and there must have been a deeper plot to hide after that.

“The shorter the better with Beidou. Fongo, did you betray the defective Vietnam Academy?” Sun sent Zhaozheng in silence.

“Hahaha.” Fongo laughs, “you can understand that, of course. But you want to delay the conversation, that's a little naive. ”

“Sister, let go of me!” Sun Yingsheng roared. He has regained consciousness and watched Sun send him to be attacked behind his back. The tip of the knife on his chest is still dripping blood. The resentment of Sun's confession was not remembered for a moment, but she was anxious for her safety.

“Let go of you?” Fongo didn't seem too busy, sweeping his oblique eyes towards Sun Sheng, “let go of you, make you die faster? You bastard, you really don't know who you are. ”

He spoke in his spare time and suddenly changed his mind, but received a message from Chumengliang, a second-in-command who had come to work with him.

“Blocking failed? It's useless!” He was emotional and looked with regret at his grandson's sister.

“Unfortunately, I wanted you to live a little longer and talk a little bit more, but now I have to hurry up and blame the guy named Lupin.” Fongo said.

Lu Ping?

Sun Yingsheng. The grandson over there is painstakingly supporting, suddenly listening to the other party's immediate action, his heart panicked, and the control of the turning of the sound suddenly leaked. Sun Yingsheng noticed this slight shake, couldn't care less, shouted, suppressed and controlled power erupted, breaking free from the control of sound turning.

“Death!”

The moment before consciousness was swallowed, Sun Yingsheng locked Fongo in the target. The left hand sheath is in front, the right hand sword is in the back, the clouds, the rain, the madness of the attack instantly unfolds again.

“Don't!” Sun Xian yelled eagerly, but was already late. Sun Yingsheng, whose consciousness had been swallowed up, could no longer hear any cry, and she had no strength to control such insane strength. She could only watch Sun Yingsheng's attack rush towards Fango.

“Ignorance.” Fongo snorted coldly, people leaped backwards, wrists turned, a piece of steel pierced from his sleeve and slid into his palms.

After grasping this steel spur, Fango immediately stopped retreating, stepped forward, the steel spur came out, Sun Yingsheng one sword combined with the dark cloud rain, actually split to the sides immediately, revealed a completely unobstructed vacuum, accomplished Fango this blow.

“Go!”

Fongo sighed and the steel prick flew out of his hand. When it flew in from this sky, it emerged from behind Sun Yingsheng, and the cloudy rain stopped. Just entering the madness of Sun Yingsheng, he instantly regained consciousness. He felt a chest sting pain and looked down and saw that blood was driing up and flowing with his strength.

“Stupid, if Sun gave up, do you think you can stop her from blowing like crazy?” Fongo said with disdain. He was also able to sneak up on Sun, and there was no greater certainty than that.

“So you can use him to haunt me?” Sun gave a confession.

'Cause that's your biggest loophole. ”Fongo looked at the already shaky grandson and said with some regret.

“It's my fault.” Sun Xin was looking forward to Sun Yingsheng falling, but there was not much grief on his face, “I, as the leader, took the college as my top priority. ”

“You now understand it's too late.” Fango said.

“Perhaps.” Sun Giving confessed, suddenly his hands came out and instantly another hand mark was made.

“Turn!” she drank.

“What else do you want to do?” Fongo smiles, "and you're turning your voice around and trying to control me? ”

“Control you, will you think too much?” Sun Xin confessed that because of the severe chest injury that had appeared to be a bit of a cork, he suddenly stood up straight. Blood was still pouring out of the wounds on the front and back of her heart, but it seemed not to affect her movements in any way, her pupils shrunk, and when Fongo realized it was bad, her figure had flown to Fongo.

Bang

A murmur, the power of mighty boldness spreading wildly around.

Fongo's steel prick came in front of him in an instant and finally set Sun Xiaoqiao up for this blow. The blow almost took Fango's life, as Sun Giving Zhao was no longer empty-handed and a hairpin appeared in her right hand. The messy killer made that pencil soft upright and sharp as a needle. The steel needle in Fongo's hand can easily separate Sun Yingsheng's night from Kui's empty steel needle. In front of Sun Zhao's brush, it seems to have lost sharpness.

Fango, who was terrified, did not dare to plunder the sharp edge. After the shock, he hurried back. Measuring Sun Sen Zhao, he wanted to see how she suddenly rose to death and returned. The blow you just took was definitely a hit. Short knife is still stuck in the chest of Sun Xiaoju. This is not a hallucination you have created, is it?

“Come in!”

He suddenly listened to Sun's tricks and drank. His figure suddenly accelerated and rushed to him.

Fongo instantly understood.

The grandson gave the trick to himself to turn the sound and use his strength to forcibly control his severely injured and inconvenient body.

Tianzhizhu, I still underestimate it...