School Flower Forced Marriage, My Writing Wheel Was Exposed

Yan Nan put his hands behind his back and looked indifferently at Meng Hang who had raised his knife and slashed at him.

"This set again!"

Meng Hang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart. Why do geniuses like this way of pretending?

With Wu Yong's lessons learned, this Meng Hang is more careful.

He clenched the long knife in his right hand and slashed at the young man in front of him with one knife.

It was just that before his knife approached, Yan Nan took a step to the side gently.

Although the speed was extremely slow, it was able to avoid Meng Hang's hurried and fast knife.

"Dynamic Vision?"

Mengxing's first thought is that this person has the same dynamic vision as Sharingan, so he can easily avoid this knife.

Meng Hang retracted his knife and stepped back, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"You shouldn't have such a simple ability as dynamic vision, otherwise you wouldn't be one of these evildoers."

"I'm curious now, what kind of power you are."

Yan Nan smiled lightly and said:

"There are thousands of abilities in the world. It's not just you Meng Hang who have obtained powerful abilities."

"So, these abilities of yours are not your rampant capital."

"If you want to know my abilities, you can try it yourself."

"Hehe, I was preached."

"Then I'll see for myself."

Wind blows.

Cloudy.

Sauvignon blanc looks like a long look, and a short Acacia is infinite.

It's just that when Meng Hang was about to draw his sword, outsiders still didn't know it, so Yan Nan's expression changed drastically.

At the same time Meng Hang slashed out, Yan Nan had already disappeared.

The first knife, Acacia!

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the silver moon-like sword light soared into the sky with unrivaled momentum, slashing straight to where Yannan was before.

It's a pity that there is still Yan Nan's figure at this time, and the knife beam cuts directly into the crowd.

In the face of this knife, everyone only felt that the scalp was troublesome.

"Quick, run! We can't catch this knife!"

Someone's face turned extremely pale and shouted loudly.

"Fuck him, why does Meng Hang keep playing with the innocent!"

The crowd suddenly became a mess and turned around to run.

I saw that when Daomang was about to cut into the crowd, he turned a 90-degree bend and went straight to the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

Meng Hang frowned, looked at the sword light that disappeared into the sky, turned around quickly, looked at Yan Nan who was already behind him, tilted his head and said:

"Sure enough, it's not dynamic vision, otherwise it's impossible for me to feel the danger and avoid it in advance."

"Is it the general ability to foresee the future?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Yan Nan's mouth, and said:

"I admit that your move is really powerful, and it can even kill me in seconds."

"But it's useless. I can foresee all your moves and avoid them in advance, so no matter how powerful you are, it's futile for me."

"Foreseeing the future, actually foreseeing the future!"

The crowd exclaimed again.

"How can someone with such pervert ability be beaten!"

"Is this the true strength of the four academies? It's simply unmatched!"

Look on the other side.

Seeing Meng Hang rushing towards him, Lin Ye didn't choose to stay still like the others, but turned his right hand into a sword and swung forward.

"Sword come!"

"Om~!"

Countless sword sounds rang out, buzzing like the sound of locusts crossing the border.

The next moment, hundreds of Flying Swords appeared behind Lin Ye in an instant, all pointing at Meng Hang.

The Flying Sword all over the sky pointed directly at Meng Hang, ready to move.

Hundreds of Flying Swords turned into Sword Intent, making everyone's scalp numb, as if someone was holding a sharp knife at everyone's eyebrows, an indescribable fear came out!

"Fuck, fuck! Flying Sword! It's really Flying Sword! And one person controls hundreds of Flying Swords!"

Someone pointed at the Flying Sword in the sky and shouted loudly, almost jumping up with excitement.

"This, this, how to fight this!"

"pervert, too pervert! What kind of monsters are these?"

At this moment, Lin Ye put away his cynical attitude, and he seemed to have transformed into a Flying Sword, Sword intent soaring into the sky.

"go!"

He shouted loudly, and hundreds of Flying Swords in the sky, like soldiers who heard the general's order, moved in unison, turning into a rain of swords, rushing towards Meng Hang.

"Om~!"

"Om~!"

...

Flying Sword passed over the heads of everyone, and some people were so frightened that they slumped on the ground and shouted loudly:

"Don't watch, don't watch, this is a group of monsters fighting!"

Shi Yan shook his left hand gently, and dark ink appeared in the originally empty inkstone.

He lightly dipped the Spring and Autumn Brush in his right hand into the inkstone, and with a flick of the brush, he began to draw in the void.

With just a few simple strokes, a lifelike White Tiger appeared in the air.

"Ow~!"

A White Tiger outlined by ink and wash roared up to the sky, and actually moved.

And from the virtual and solid, it became a real White Tiger with black and white stripes.

"Brutal~!"

This is not the end, Shi Yan made a few more strokes, and a Vermillion Bird with a flaming flame all over his body also flew out.