"Mu Qingyun, why aren't you kneeling?"
A strange light flickered in Yang Fang's eyes as he shouted coldly.
Hearing the voice of Demon Eye Yang Fang, Mu Qingyun's body trembled. Her eyes suddenly lost their sparkle, as if she had lost her soul.
"This is bad, Yang Fang is practicing eye techniques. Mu Qingyun is too badly injured, her will extremely weak, and she was instantly struck." Someone outside exclaimed in surprise.
That Demon Eye Yang Fang was an extremely evil figure among the outer disciples of the academy. Many people felt fear whenever their name was mentioned.
This person's eye technique can control a person's soul and even unleash terrifying eye techniques. Very few people dare provoke him.
However, although Yang Fang of the Demon Eye was very famous, few had ever seen him use his eye technique. Seeing Mu Qingyun controlled after just one glance was left everyone shocked.
"Yang Fang is despicable. If Mu Qingyun weren't seriously injured, with her swordsmanship will, how could she have fallen so easily to his Dao? He and Chu Kuang really were birds of a feather. "Someone cursed.
Yang Fang, the demon eye, suddenly made a move, which was indeed taking advantage of someone's weakness. It was far too sinister, not the conduct of a true hero, and was despised by others.
"Senior Sister Qingyun!"
The female disciple supporting Mu Qingyun hurriedly called out to him, but Mu Qingyun seemed to hear nothing, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
"Kneel!"
Yang Fang shouted loudly with the demonic eye. Mu Qingyun's body trembled even more violently. She had already been afflicted by the eye technique, but her will was resisting, refusing to yield.
Seeing Chu Kuang and the others standing by and watching, watching the show unfold, Luo Bing suddenly said:
"Chu Kuang is truly vicious. Not only does he want to win, he also deliberately humiliates the disciples of the Xiaoyao Alliance, undermines their confidence, and inflicts the harshest psychological blows, leaving them with a shadow that will never be erased for a lifetime."
Then, using the disciples of the Xiaoyao Alliance to provoke Long Chen, Tang Yaochen hid behind him, secretly forming hand seals. Rune fluctuations spread across the surrounding ground—he was setting a trap.
Now they are using disciples of the Xiaoyao Alliance as bait to lure Long Chen into the trap. Chu Kuang's scheming is far too deep. Hearing
Luo Bing's words, Luo Ning was startled and quickly looked toward Tang Yaochen, who was hiding behind Chu Kuang. Just as Luo Bing had said, his wide sleeve was trembling continuously, clearly secretly forming hand seals.
Around the battlefield, dim runes flickered from time to time, drawing everyone's attention to the battle on the battlefield. If Luo Bing hadn't reminded them, no one would have noticed.
People looked at the battlefield, then glanced at Long Chen speeding forward, about to charge into the battlefield. For a moment, their scalps tingled.
Although they disliked Chu Kuang deeply, they had to admit that he was too sinister—like a venomous snake that devoured people without leaving bones. His scheming and scheming were terrifying.
A flash of light flickered in Yang Fang's eyes with the demonic eye. Mu Qingyun had already been afflicted by his eye technique, falling into an illusion, yet he could still resist his commands, leaving him both shocked and furious.
He called out several times but it was useless. Mu Qingyun's body trembled, but he refused to kneel, not even bending his knees.
Suddenly, a light flickered in Yang Fang's eyes, and his voice softened: "Tell me, who is your favorite person?" "
I don't have anyone I like; the person I admire most is Third Brother." Mu Qingyun replied in a wooden tone.
As soon as Mu Qingyun spoke, Yang Fang's eyes lit up brightly as he continued, "Your third brother wants you to take off your clothes. Quick, take off your clothes." Yang
Fang's words instantly enraged all the strong warriors outside. Yang Fang was actually shameless to this extent.
If Mu Qingyun had undressed in public, once she understood the whole story, would she still be alive? This was even more vicious than killing someone. This time, even the head of the Discipline Institute changed expression. Veins bulged on his palm, and murderous intent shot from his eyes.
"Qingyun, please don't ...!" the female disciple supporting Mu Qingyun cried out in alarm, but just as she began to speak, her head suddenly went blank and she collapsed to the ground.
Mu Qingyun's eyes were lifeless, but his face showed shyness. Yet, whether out of a young girl's reserve or a willpower to resist, he hesitated to act.
"Hurry up, take it off, your third brother is waiting..." Yang Fang's voice was full of temptation, but others felt a chill down their spine.
Finally, Mu Qingyun's jade hand slowly reached toward her chest. Zhong Ling and Zhong Xiu were shocked and shouted desperately, but Mu Qingyun couldn't hear them. They tried to rush over but were sent flying by Gu Fei's sword.
Seeing Mu Qingyun make a move, Yang Fang was extremely excited. He began forming hand seals and continued, "
Hurry up, you're almost done! You ...."
"Die!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out, like a god's roar. Shaking the heavens and making all the heavens change color, this roar contained supreme willpower.
"Pfft!"
With that shout, Yang Fang's head exploded instantly, startling Chu Kuang and the others beside him.
"Thud!"
The headless corpse of Demon Eye Yang Fang collapsed limply to the ground, blood flowing down his neck.
"It's Long Chen!"
The experts outside the arena cheered. That furious roar was Long Chen's cry, and he finally charged onto the battlefield.
It turned out Long Chen had fallen into a trap. After being teleported away, he had been running all the way here, witnessing everything with his eyes full of anxiety.
But his thunder power was insufficient and he couldn't fly, so he could only run. When he saw Yang Fang, the demon eye, insult Mu Qingyun like this, he was furious.
Once the distance was sufficient, he gathered his soul power, forming a soul roar to strike directly at Yang Fang, the Demon Eye. This kind of soul attack had only been learned superficially from Meng Qi before, but he hadn't expected to use it today.
If it weren't for the demonic eye Yang Fang using all his soul power against Mu Qingyun, Long Chen's soul roar would have at most only injured him.
But in a sudden surprise, Long Chen's soul roar instantly disrupted his ocular technique. With the explosion of soul power, his head shattered, killing him instantly.
With a sharp shout, Long Chen killed Demon-Eyed Yang Fang, shocking everyone and causing cheers from the spectators outside. Demon-Eyed Yang Fang was simply deserved. Long Chen killed him, which was a great satisfying blow.
Even the head of the Discipline Institute secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If Long Chen failed to stop Yang Fang, even if it meant being charged with breaking the rules, he would crush Yang Fang. At worst, he would quit the position of head of the Discipline Institute.
With Yang Fang dead, Long Chen charged into the battlefield like a bolt of lightning. The Xiaoyao Alliance disciples still engaged in fierce battles seemed to have found their backbone, their morale soaring.
"Long Chen, don't enter the battlefield. They've set traps." Seeing Long Chen rush toward the battlefield, Luo Ning anxiously stood up and shouted, but even if she shouted hoarsely here, it wouldn't help—no sound from outside could be heard inside the arena.
As soon as Luo Ning finished shouting, Long Chen charged into the battlefield. Just as Long Chen entered the battlefield, countless runes lit up and beams of divine light converged toward him.
"Get lost,"
Tang Yaochen, standing at the back of the crowd, suddenly curled into a cold smile, rapidly forming hand seals with both hands.