The old man's Jedi strikes back.

The Marquis of Zhenguo Gu Su was martyred, as his name suggests, burning himself and shedding the last drop of blood for the Great Qianguo.

He dragged the monarch and Shangguan Feng and fled away, and the speed was dazzling.

is the eight master-level giants, and at this moment, they can only follow behind and eat farts.

So the national teacher was not in a hurry to catch up.

"Really, it rained all of a sudden. ”

He glanced back at Wang Du one last time, then shrugged his shoulders and shook off the rain from his shoulders.

Drain ......

The fine September rain slid down everyone's cheeks, like the sky was crying.

"It's okay, it's going to be the academy ancestor worship soon, right?"

The national teacher laughed: "After sacrificing to the ancestors, the rainy season will pass." ”

In Daqian College, the monarch is the dean, but not the only dean.

The national teacher is not separated, and it is the real creator who has transformed the Daqian Academy from a decoration to a holy place for the younger generation to learn martial arts.

The great warriors present, from the princes and nobles to the rangers, were all his students, because he was the teacher of the country.

At this moment, it is a teacher who is watching his students.

It can be seen that the national teacher is very satisfied with everyone's performance.

But the people present were not satisfied with themselves.

Fifteen years ago.

The national teacher was silent, and his whereabouts were unknown.

They have looked, hoped, disappointed, angry, complained.

But I didn't expect that no one would recognize that my former mentor was in this royal capital, in this market.

He is obviously the most noble and noble person, but he is crazy, sloppy, and lives without people or ghosts.

Among the people present, there were even people who had ridiculed, ridiculed, or had given alms to the national teacher from above.

At this moment......

Thinking of what they had done, many people were filled with remorse, and their hearts rose from sorrow, and they fell to the ground and wept.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you. ”

"It's me, I've been lost on the road of life for fifteen years, it's me who is late, don't learn from me. ”

The national teacher laughed a second time.

And then.

Immediately after, there was a third laugh.

Laughing heartily, smiling brightly, smiling chicly: "Remember to bring my ashes back and bury them under the old tree of the academy, if you can still find my bones." ”

The cadres and students bowed down: "Send the national teacher!"

When they raised their heads, the national teacher had already disappeared, and they saw a streamer blooming in the air, and the latter came first, and went straight to the eight master-level giants to intercept them.

......

Today's Daqian is destined to be lively.

As the center of the turbulent times, it gathers the forces of major sects.

But any warrior with enough strength, close enough to the royal capital, can see the ferocity of the monarch before the nine and the hammer is hoisted.

Even everyone who was far away from the royal capital looked up at this moment, looking at the sky, looking at the strange array in the sky.

Immediately afterward, they saw a dazzling brilliance that was brighter and more intense than the great array.

These brilliances were not normal colors, but the Xuanguang formed by the explosion of magnificent martial arts, clumps of light, exploding in the air.

The rays of light are unpredictable, as if figures are dancing hand in hand, competing with each other in the sky, dueling with each other.

These rays of light are strangely moving, three points and one line in front, eight people in the middle are chasing fiercely, and one person is delaying and harassing in the rear.

Whenever the eight streamers paused, ready to surround and kill, the lonely one ran back again. If the eight streamers did not chase, the man turned back again, and harassed again.

Eight streamers chased and killed, and the man fled with all his might.

Jumping horizontally like this repeatedly, the eight streamers and the eight giants were dragged down, and it was difficult to really exert their speed.

Below, a number of students are all over the world, looking up at this scene, and a glimmer of hope rises in their hearts.

The purpose of the national teacher in doing this is to delay time and create opportunities for the monarch.

Guerrilla attacks do not clash with them head-on, so there may be hope of survival......

In vain!

In the sky, except for the three streamers at the front, and the last national teacher, the streamers of the eight heads disappeared from the sky.

The hearts of the students sank.

This scene does not mean that the eight master-level giants have given up.

On the contrary, it was they who used the blessing of the formation on their bodies to hide themselves in the sky and lure the national teacher forward.

As long as the national teacher steps forward, he will be completely surrounded and completely isolated.

If the national teacher does not come forward, they will take the opportunity to distance themselves and chase and kill the king.

It is true that the national teacher is a five-star martial artist, but he has been wasted for fifteen years.

And his opponents, each of them is a five-star great martial artist, and each of them has a formation blessing, which can be compared to a six-star great martial artist.

"Don't go......"

Hold your head up.

One after another, the students were so nervous that they were short of breath and clutched their chests as if they were pinching one of their hearts.

"Don't go over, don't come close! Run! Run-"

The final streamer movement also seems to be a little hesitant.

But the next moment, the figure erupted with unprecedented brilliance, full of light and pride!

The eight master-level giants hid themselves in order to make the national teacher jealous and timid.

But the national teacher didn't have the patience and time to hide and seek, he walked directly into the encirclement openly, showing his figure unscrupulously, just to force them to make a move!

Want to pass?

OK.

Stepping on the corpse of the master.

A Taoist friend, a lifelong Taoist friend.

The time that the national teacher wants to buy for the monarch is the time when the enemy steps over him!

"The national teacher has a will to die!"

The students of the university are sad from their hearts, and the national teacher who is the bait is only afraid that he will die, and no one can survive the siege of so many giants.

The strength of the national teacher is very strong, and he is also a tyrannical figure back then, and he can even tie for the first place with the monarch.

However, his heart was wounded, his will was wounded, and he was lost to everyone for fifteen years.

Even the monarch can only fight for his life in the face of the giants with the blessing of the formation.

National Teacher ......

"There are no faces!"

in the sky.

When the figure shone brightest, it was like a star.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic shout came from the air, which shocked people's hearts: "From now on, swan song, no sound!"

The senior students looked up and saw the last situation of the national teacher.

His incomparable face is not inferior to the thunderous changes of the monarch, but in the face of the attack of eight tigers and wolves, it is also in vain.

But the national teacher doesn't care.

He just carried a banner and wantonly bloomed his martial arts mastery in the air.

Just like a literati and ink artist who writes articles with all his talents, just like a painter and craftsman who traces art stroke by stroke, he wants to leave his own traces and legends in this beautiful world.

Meanwhile.

The bizarre scene in the sky changed, and the figures of the eight master-level giants appeared, their faces either disdainful or hideous, and powerful energy fluctuations brewed in their palms.

Qingyun, the sea of blood, the ghost crying, the puppet...... All kinds of martial arts and martial arts erupt at a central point.

In the collision again and again, the light and the star that represent the national teacher gradually dimmed and crumbled.

Suddenly, this star broke out again, it was so gorgeous, so charming, so magnificent, it lit up the sky and shocked people's hearts!

Then, the storm shook and the stars went out.

The national teacher is dead.

The students were gloomy, they raised their heads, their bodies trembled, and they uncontrollably added clothes to themselves, but they forgot that they had long been warriors who were not afraid of cold and heat.

"Why is it so cold on this rainy day......"

One by one, the students were so cold that their eyes were red, and they were unconsciously dressing and adding clothes: "What's wrong with these clothes? No matter how you wear them, they can't keep out the cold, why are they still ......cold?"

"National teacher, are you afraid of the cold?"