Hearing that Qin Yun actually said his cultivation, the yellow-bearded man suddenly stared at him, and said coldly: "Even if you have some knowledge, none of you have ever given birth to a god-form realm powerhouse in this land, right?

The corners of the yellow-bearded man's mouth were slightly upturned, and suddenly a demon fox phantom appeared behind him, and the demon fox opened its teeth and claws, exuding monstrous ferocity.

Feeling this deterrence, the students of the Hidden Dragon Academy involuntarily retreated, unable to withstand that kind of terrifying Weiya, and the students who were weaker in cultivation were even more shaky, pale, and difficult to support.

Qin Yun frowned and said, "Your divine form has disturbed the students here. ”

"So what?" the yellow-bearded man sneered, continuing to urge the god form to attack.

Qin Yun shook his head, and suddenly his figure flashed, rushing towards the yellow-bearded man!

The yellow-bearded man sneered and said, "Even with you, dare to block the might of my god form?"

As he spoke, the yellow-bearded man was about to urge the god form to kill Qin Yun, but before the words fell, Qin Yun's figure had already appeared in front of him, followed by a swinging fist!

"No...... I can't help myself!" The yellow-bearded man was taken aback, this punch came so quickly, he hadn't finished his words, and he didn't even have time to attack the god form, and he was punched hard in the face!

"Bang!"

The yellow-bearded man's teeth spurted out with blood, and his body fell heavily beside the cold-faced middle-aged man!

The cold-faced middle-aged eyes almost popped out, and he looked at the unconscious yellow-bearded man next to him, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

This is a dignified god form realm powerhouse, and he was knocked down by someone with a punch, is there any reason for this?

The cold-faced middle-aged man felt that he was in a dream, everything he saw today was illogical and should not have happened, this barbarian land was not worth mentioning in their eyes, but how could there be such a strong guard?

Next, Qin Yun was not idle, he rushed forward and launched another round of attacks, with the yellow-bearded man coming to the two teams of the Seven Yao Sect in the face of Qin Yun had no resistance at all, Qin Yun was like a broken bamboo, like a whirlwind and clouds, all these Qi Yao Sect disciples were beaten to the point of losing their combat power.

"......Bring in all the disciples of the Seven Yao Sect of the Tianyuan Domain," Qin Yun said to the cold-faced middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man with a cold face shuddered and wanted to refuse, but thought that it would be better to find more cushions for his death, so he immediately sent a message asking for help.

Qin Yun and everyone from the Qianlong Academy waited quietly in the square, waiting for the disciples of the Qiyao Sect to come.

Qin Yun beckoned to the elders and students, took out the Fire Maple Wine and other fine wines, and entertained everyone.

The crowd was a little stiff at first, but soon they got together as if they were having an evening party.

Qin Yun's old people stepped forward one after another to catch up with Qin Yun, Ning Ziwang, Qin Kuan, Ouyang Qianjun, Ling Xuedie, Sima Fan and others were excited and emotional.

Qin Yun talked and laughed with everyone, and he was happy, as if he had returned to those carefree days in Qianlong Academy.

"Brother Qin, give you spices...... Suddenly a weak voice came, Qin Yun was stunned, turned his head to look, and saw a beautiful woman with a red face, holding a small jar with both hands, not daring to look at him.

Qin Yun smiled slightly, took the small jar, and nodded, "Thank you, Ye Yan." ”

I haven't seen her for a long time, Ye Yan is more slim, and she has a hint of charm, she is an out-and-out beauty.

Qin Yun sighed in his heart, the little girl back then has also grown up, Ye Yan's spices are a must, and they are the taste that Qin Yun likes.

One by one, the old people stepped forward and reminisced with Qin Yun, and even Ouyang Qianjun greeted Qin Yun excitedly, as if he had completely forgotten the past when he was ravaged by Qin Yun.

Qin Yun was smiling all over his face, very happy, this was a feeling that he had not felt in a long time.

He has experienced too much and lost too much over the years, but fortunately, he still retains his precious memories here, nothing has changed, just like yesterday.

Soon after, another group of disciples of the Qiyao Sect arrived.

Qin Yun got up and said with a smile: "There are high levels of martial arts, but the key is to see the person who performs the martial arts. ”

As he spoke, Qin Yun rushed towards the disciples of the Qiyao Sect!

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they saw that the martial arts used by Qin Yun were all martial arts in the Hidden Martial Pavilion of the Qianlong Academy, and many of the students had practiced them.

But at this time, these ordinary martial arts were reborn in Qin Yun's hands, and the strong cultivation of the disciples of the Qiyao Sect Mixed Yuan Realm could not play a role at all in front of Qin Yun, and they were restrained by the martial arts of the Hidden Dragon Academy.

Not only the students, but also the elders also looked at this scene with burning eyes, understanding the meaning of Qin Yun's words just now. Bursts of enlightenment seem to have touched a new world.

Qin Yun explained his moves while facing the enemy, as if teaching on the spot, everyone was stunned, and the admiration in their hearts was even more incomprehensible.

The disciples of the Seven Yao Sect were furious, how could they have been so despised?

But at this time, they were powerless, and could only be reduced to sandbags, constantly hit hard by the monsters in front of them.

In this way, batches of disciples of the Qiyao Sect were beaten by Qin Yun and lost their combat power, and when the sun set, finally no more disciples of the Qiyao Sect came, and the disciples of the Qiyao Sect of the Tianyuan Domain had already gathered here and lay on the ground.

Qin Yun's heart moved, and he put all the disciples of the Qiyao Sect into the Wuwei Treasure Hall, handed the blue-clothed dean a Sumeru ring, and then said to everyone: "The trouble here has been solved, and we will talk about it another day." ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, but Qin Yun's figure had disappeared.

Everyone was stunned, and looked at Qin Yun's statue again, stunned.

Qin Yun went straight to the Nine Palace Gate, which was the base camp of the Qiyao Sect in the three major domains, and after solving the troubles of the three major domains, he also had to recruit the ancestor of the Qiyao Sect to calculate the accounts of the year.

Back then, he was not strong enough and could only endure it, but now he is proud enough to be proud of the younger generation of the Qin clan, and the ancestors of the Qiyao Sect are no longer taken to heart by him.

When Qin Yun came to the Nine Palaces Gate, he saw that the Nine Palaces Gate was wide open, and there were people coming and going, many of whom were disciples of the Nine Palaces.

But behind these disciples of the Nine Palaces Sect, there were people holding leather whips in their hands and whipping them wantonly, obviously disciples of the Qiyao Sect.

"We are already doing what you instructed, why are you still beating people?" A crisp female voice came, Qin Yun's heart moved, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a familiar figure.

Lan Xin was standing in front of a female disciple, her arms outstretched, confronting the Qiyao Sect disciple in front of her.

The disciple of the Qiyao Sect smiled evilly and said, "I like to beat her, how about it?" But as long as you serve Lao Tzu well, I won't beat her, and I will spoil you well, are you happy?"

Lan Xindai frowned slightly, and pressed her hand to the hilt of the sword at her waist, but sighed softly, she didn't draw the sword after all.

She is no longer the young girl she was back then, now Lan Xin is already the best among the disciples of the Nine Palaces, and her swordsmanship is far beyond her peers, she also knows how to be patient, now is not the time to be impulsive.

But at this moment, a voice came: "It's okay, draw your sword, I'm here." ”

Lan Xin's beautiful eyes flashed, and when he turned his head suddenly, he saw a familiar figure, and his beautiful eyes suddenly bloomed.

(End of chapter)