Ye Ding pondered Sun Wu's thoughts, bowed down and asked, "Since it was the royal family who proposed the battle method in front of the palace, why did you pull out that sword sect as a shield?"

"You also know that it is a shield, and you know that the royal family has run out of donkey skills. ”

Sun Wu glanced at Ye Ding, "The Qianfeng Kingdom has been weak for a long time, and if Qianfeng Yi wants to get rid of the suppression of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty, he can only fight the idea of those three sects. ”

He smiled coldly again: "But how can he be sure that he is not seeking skin with the tiger?"

Sun Wu looked at Ye Ding, who was respectful at his side, and asked again, "That Xiao Yu, have you ever noticed?"

Hearing Xiao Yu's name, Ye Ding immediately gritted his teeth: "That bastard killed Chu Han and didn't take our White Horse Academy in his eyes at all. ”

When Sun Wu heard this, he was furious:

"Idiot! He even dared to slap Li Yu's face, and the second prince was even more frightened by him and stayed at home. What else is there he can't do?"

Ye Ding shrunk his neck, but pursed the corners of his mouth disdainfully:

"It's just the prince of the vassal states, in the eyes of my Ye family and Chu family, it's nothing ......"

"Shut up. Sun Wu frowned and scolded, "There are many people in this country, and we are still on someone else's territory." ”

Ye Ding smiled: "This White Horse Academy, it's not your world yet!"

Sun Wu squinted his eyes and stroked his beard, but he also thought so.

A student ran in from outside the house, bowed to Sun Wu and Ye Ding, and said respectfully:

"Dean, University Leader, that Xiao Yu has already come outside the academy. ”

Ye Ding smiled coldly and asked arrogantly, "How many people did he bring?"

"Back to the head of the school, he is the only one. ”

Ye Ding and Sun Wu both raised their eyebrows, a little surprised.

Xiao Yu dared to face the disciples of the White Horse Academy alone.

"This young sect master of the Sword Sect still has a little bit of courage. Sun Wu took a sip of tea and said lightly.

Ye Dingya gritted: "I don't know how thick the sky is, how can I worry about it!"

Sun Wu smiled, didn't care about Xiao Yu outside the courtyard, got up and said, "That hairy boy, it's up to you to deal with it, he doesn't deserve me to receive him." ”

He yawned and went to the back hall to rest.

Ye Ding bowed down, and after Sun Wu left, he straightened up and said to the student with a cruel smile:

"Go and tell the people outside, stop that Xiao Yu for me! If anyone can break his leg, let him come to my Ye family to serve allegiance!"

The student took the order and retreated.

Ye Ding had a smug smile on his face, he saw Sun Wu sitting in the first place just now, his eyes rolled, and he sat up comfortably.

At the door of the White Horse Academy, groups of students in white robes kept pouring out.

They gathered in groups, blocking in front of the gate, forming layers of thick human walls, looking ahead with a domineering attitude.

At the focus of their gaze, a young man was wearing a black shirt, with a jade sword hanging from his waist, and his face was full of indifference.

Xiao Yu didn't look at these idle students, his gaze went over the human wall and landed on the plaque hanging at the gate.

White Horse Academy.

Xiao Yu smiled lightly, and he arrived.

"Crazy over there, do you know what this place is?"

An arrogant student in the crowd shouted, "This is the White Horse Academy, look at your poor and sour face, get out of here!"

"You are the young sect master of the One Sword Sect, dare to come and fight with our White Horse Academy, you really have eaten the bear's heart and leopard's gall!"

Someone scolded again, "In the Vermilion Bird Dynasty, a scum like you would have been trampled to the point of incompleteness!"

"What a sword sect, I think it's just a dog around the royal family. ”

"I think it's this Xiao Yu who sells his sect to seek glory, and maybe he becomes a slave of the royal family of Qianfeng Kingdom!"

Regarding the endless ridicule and abuse in the crowd, Xiao Yu's face was like water, without the slightest wave.

At this moment, all the thoughts in his heart gradually became one.

The "one" is the sword in his hand.

It was the sword intent that he had raised overnight.

Seeing Xiao Yu so cowardly, he didn't even dare to talk back, and these students who were blocking the door were even more unscrupulous, and the words in their mouths became more and more rampant.

"What bullshit young sect master, get back as soon as possible!"

"Just like this, you dare to come to our White Horse Academy to write a war book?"

"Garbage like you, I can crush you to death with a single finger. ”

Just when the voices of the people were boiling and laughing, a soft shout suddenly came from the ears of these students:

"Noise. ”

The voice was not harsh, even with a hint of laziness.

However, it is like a bell, roaring at the main entrance of the White Horse Academy!

The group of students who were surrounded in front of the door could no longer hear any sound for a while, and the Venus in front of them was surging, and the sky was spinning again.

Some of the students who were not strong were even more vibrated by the aura around them, and they were almost about to faint.

In the midst of the chaos, these students suddenly felt a wisp of sharp energy like a needle rushing towards their faces, and there was a faint flash of golden light.

It was as if a deadly sword was stabbing in front of them!

Everyone didn't have time to open their eyes to take a closer look, so they hurriedly turned around and flashed to the side.

When they stabilized their minds and opened their eyes again, they saw Xiao Yu slowly walking along the road they had vacated.

The black-shirted young man stroked the sword in his left hand, and the black snake head on it opened its mouth fiercely, as if it was about to jump out of that hand in the next second!

Xiao Yu's body was already full of sword intent, and he was like a thorn!

The students gathered at the door were silent, watching him walk through the door, but no one dared to stop him.

It wasn't until Xiao Yu disappeared at the main gate for a long time that they suddenly came back to their senses, and their faces were all frightened.

Cold sweat had already soaked their white robes, and it was the fear of death.

"That'...... That Xiao Yu has entered the academy, everyone go and stop him!"

Someone shouted, but there was a hint of hesitation in his voice.

The students echoed, but they no longer had the previous arrogance, they shook their legs, poured into the academy, and followed Xiao Yu from a distance.

They pushed me, but how could anyone really dare to step forward to stop Xiao Yu?

The water pavilion in the White Horse Academy is decorated like a landscape garden.

Xiao Yu walked slowly towards the main hall in the center.

His left hand rested casually on the sword, and his expression was indifferent, as if he was strolling leisurely.

The students of the White Horse Academy kept appearing on the road, some of them rushed to hear the news, and some were bumped into by Xiao Yu on the way.

No matter what the situation was, no one dared to stand up and stop in front of Xiao Yu.

In their eyes, Xiao Yu was like a peerless fierce soldier at the moment, with a sharp edge.

The long sword that had been pressed in his left hand was already full of monstrous sword intent.

A wealthy magnate from the Vermilion Bird Dynasty gritted his teeth, not wanting to see Xiao Yu so flamboyant, he mustered up the courage to step forward and shouted in a deep voice: "Dog, get out of our White Horse Academy quickly, so as not to become the laughing stock of the whole city!"

Syllable!

Xiao Yu just waved his right hand, and the student didn't have the slightest power to fight back, and was thrown out fiercely.

He spat blood from his mouth and fell into the lake, but no one dared to catch it.

In fact, this slap seems simple, but it contains many changes, and the subtleties of the dragon and tiger roaring fist and the dragon wrestler are all reflected.

However, his speed was too fast, and in the eyes of these students of the White Horse Academy, they could only see him slap out, causing the man to vomit blood upside down.

Xiao Yu's footsteps did not stop, and his speed did not change in the slightest.

He was unstoppable.

No one dared to stop him.

In the main hall, Ye Ding was swaggering on a chair drinking tea, and the student who had spoken before ran in again.

This time, with a panicked look on his face, he stumbled in front of Ye Ding, and said breathlessly: "Big ...... First of the university, something is wrong!"

Ye Ding frowned, and scolded sharply: "What are you panicking about, are you panicking?"

The student swallowed his spit and said in horror, "That...... That Xiao Yu walked in from the gate all the way, and now he has arrived at the center of Mirror Lake!"

"What?" Ye Ding got up and kicked him to the ground, and scolded angrily, "Waste! Didn't you tell you to stop him!"

The student looked mournful: "Big ...... We can't stop him...... We don't dare to stop him, his sword hasn't been drawn yet!"

Ye Ding's expression was annoyed, he turned around twice in place, and said in a vicious voice:

"Go! Call out all the people who are listening to the class in the senior grades, and let them teach Xiao Yu a good lesson, go quickly!"

The student was still a little hesitant: "They are still in class, if they annoy those teachers in Qianfengguo......

"Lao Tzu called me a person from the Vermilion Bird Dynasty, what kind of fart does he dare to fart in Qianfeng Kingdom!" Ye Ding kicked it up again, and roared angrily, "Don't go quickly!"

The man did not dare to delay any longer, and rushed out of the door.

In the White Horse Academy, the school is divided into three levels: elementary, intermediate, and advanced according to the different cultivation levels of the students.

Most of the students who practiced in the advanced academy were from the wealthy and powerful families of the Suzaku Dynasty, and they had cultivated well, and each of them was at the peak realm of the Nine Heavens of Martial Arts.

With these people out of the horse, can they still stop a Xiao Yu?

Ye Ding sneered and sat down comfortably in the chair again.

After about a quarter of an hour, the student ran back again.

Ye Ding smiled faintly, "Has Xiao Yu been beaten away?"

The man spread his hands and cried loudly: "How can I be, I was beaten by that Xiao Yu and thrown them all into the lake!"

Ye Ding's smile froze on his face, and the blue tendons on his forehead couldn't stop beating.

As if thinking of something, he suddenly asked sharply, "Did he draw his sword?"

"No, he knocked everyone down with just one left hand!"

Ye Ding's face appeared gloomy this time, he only hesitated for a moment, and then said coldly: "Go to the cultivation room, let Sijie go and abolish him!"

The four heroes are the four young heroes of the White Horse Academy, they come from different wealthy families of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty, and their cultivation has crossed the realm of martial artists.

Among all the students, under Ye Ding and Chu Han, the four of them should have the highest cultivation.

The man didn't question Ye Ding's orders this time, and stumbled to find Sijie.

Ye Ding didn't sit back in his seat this time, he paced back and forth, his eyebrows full of anxious looks.

This time, after a stick of incense, seeing that the student did not come back, Ye Ding's tense heartstrings relaxed, he suddenly felt that his mouth was dry, he grabbed the teacup on the table, and didn't care that the tea was already cold, so he wanted to drink it all.

However, as soon as he picked up the teacup, the student rushed into the hall and shouted with tears and screams: "University leader! Sijie and that Xiao Yu have fought repeatedly on the Mirror Lake, and they have forced him back to the gate!"

"Then you cry a fart!" Ye Ding scolded viciously, and wanted to step forward and kick it again.

The student burst into tears: "But then the four heroes were all beaten down by Xiao Yu......! And ......"

Ye Ding was startled, and when he heard the man's words, he couldn't help but grab the teacup: "And what!"

The student took a big breath and cried loudly:

"And Xiao Yu still hasn't drawn his sword!"

Syllable!

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces of porcelain slag.