Han Buya wants to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

"Buzz!"

He clenched his right hand into a fist, turning his fist into a cannonball as fierce as a cannonball, and the two collided.

Bang!

The silent confrontation seemed to be constantly shaking apart.

"What kind of trick is he, such a mighty speed!"

Zhang Jue felt that the opponent's offensive was strong and powerful.

After three breaths, Zhang Jue couldn't support it first, and the surging force made Zhang Jue's Demon Breaking Finger feel extremely strong pressure, and he could no longer be as strong as before.

He was busy moving his feet, then did a backflip and landed steadily on the chain.

After all, his cultivation was too different from Han Buya, and he couldn't bear it after only three breaths, so he had no choice but to retreat to avoid Han Buya's next more fierce offensive.

"Boy, you can't run away. ”

Wow!

Han Buya jumped up, picked up the sword on the ground, and with a wave of it, a waterfall-like sharp sword move rolled down, breaking through the air and making a rumbling sound, shocking.

Zhang Jue knew that he couldn't resist it, but the sword momentum came too fast, the space on the chain was extremely small, there was no room for flashing and moving, and it was too late to retreat, Zhang Jue gritted his teeth.

"Come on, I don't believe I can't resist your sword. There was no way, he had to grit his teeth and assume a defensive posture, ready to resist this sword.

"Stop!"

A loud shout came, and when he first said the word "live", the voice was still dozens of meters away, but when he said the word "hand", the person's voice was already in his ears.

Airplanes!

With a slight tremble, Han Buya's move had been easily defused by the person who came with a wave of his sleeves.

Zhang Jue saw that the man was about forty or fifty years old, with a short beard under his chin, and a thin figure, but he had big fluttering sleeves and looked like a dignified elder.

"Palace Master. ”

Han Buya was taken aback, hurriedly bowed and saluted, and said in his heart: "Why is the palace master here?" ”

Zhang Jue was very surprised to see that although the person who came was not amazing, he was very surprised to defuse Han Buya's fierce attack with a slight wave of his sleeve, and he was relieved to hear that the thin middle-aged man turned out to be the palace master of the Diji Academy.

Since he is the palace master, his cultivation must be extremely high, just the understatement just now, is he a master of the Tianqian Realm?

"Why are you fighting with your disciples here, do you still have the body of a master?" As soon as the palace master came, he reprimanded Han Buya, his eyes were full of anger, and he was not angry.

Han Buya was unhappy in his heart, I am also the deputy palace master of the school palace, you reprimanded me in front of my disciple, am I not as good as a disciple in your eyes?

But he didn't dare to go with the palace master, after all, the palace master's cultivation was much higher than his, and if he went against the palace master, he would only ask for his own hardships.

"Palace master, I saw that this kid wanted to kill Chen Yiru regardless of the brotherhood of his senior brother, and he was in a hurry, so I couldn't help but teach him a lesson, and I hope the palace master will forgive me. ”

The palace master's name is Feng Ying, and he is a master of the Tianqian Realm.

Feng Ying's suspicious gaze turned on Zhang Jue and Han Buya, and then looked at Chen Yiru, who was still looking over here, beckoned, and said, "Come here." ”

Chen Yiru was honest in the past, and saluted respectfully: "Disciple Chen Yiru pays a visit to the palace master." ”

"You say, is it what Deputy Palace Master Han said?"

Chen Yiru glanced at Han Buya and said, "Exactly." Deputy Palace Master Han punished Zhang Jue in order to save me. ”

Zhang Jue smiled, not long ago when Chen Yiru pleaded with Han Buya, he still felt that this person still had some conscience, and he still had a good impression of him, but after being reprimanded by Han Buya, he quickly changed his position, and even disregarded the facts to cover Han Buya.

Zhang Jue gave Chen Yi the following conclusions.

"Palace master, don't you know yet, these two people are uncles and nephews, and the nephew testifies to his uncle, isn't this a big joke in the world......" Zhang Jue couldn't let these two people reverse black and white here, so he defended himself.

"Shut up, did you speak?"

Feng Ying scolded Zhang Jue loudly with a displeased face, interrupting him.

Zhang Jue was stunned for a moment, this palace master is a tyrant, it's too strong.

"Is what he said true?" The palace master looked at Han Buya with a gloomy face.

Han Buya had already thought of his words, and said unhurriedly: "It's true that Yiru is my nephew, but I, Han, have always done things with a clear distinction between public and private, and if he does something that violates the regulations of the school palace, I will definitely send him to the Law Enforcement Hall for disposal." ”

The palace master's face softened a little, and said, "I can rest assured that you are doing things." ”

"Xie Palace Master trusts, then ......" Han Buya glanced at Zhang Jue, and a cold meaning shot out of his eyes: "How does the Palace Master plan to deal with this kid who is trying to harm his fellow disciples?"

I don't want to let him go until now, Zhang Jue, how much hatred does I have with him? !

I'm just winning a duel with your nephew, and trying to kill me again and again?

Zhang Jue clenched his fists, and his eyes wanted to erupt with fire.

Feng Ying touched the short beard under his chin, and said lightly: "I will handle this matter myself, you go down first." ”

"Palace master, this kid, he ......"

"I said, I'll take care of this!"

Han Buya knew Feng Ying's temperament to say everything, and when he saw the palace master say this, he couldn't say anything more, so he glared at Zhang Jue hatefully, and took Chen Yiru and quickly left.

"Palace Master ......" Zhang Jue wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Feng Ying waving his hand.

"I know what you want to say, do you think I can't see that what these two people said is not true, it's just that he is the deputy palace master of the Academy Palace after all, I have to save some face for him, do you understand?"

It turned out that the palace master had long seen that these two people were not telling the truth, and he just didn't want to break it.

That's good, save Lao Tzu from suffering this injustice. For these relationships in the upper echelons of the school palace, Zhang Jue is old and sophisticated, how can he not guess that there are still many doorways among them, Feng Ying can do this It is good, if there is a black-bellied palace master, maybe he will sacrifice himself in exchange for the loyalty of the deputy palace master.

"Thank you, Palace Master. Zhang Jue understands the difficulties of being the palace master, after all, he saved himself at a critical moment, and this thank you is sincere.

"You don't have to thank me, if you want to thank Xueyan, thank you. ”

The palace master waved his hand, waved his sleeves, and floated away.

Zhao Xueyan: Didn't she hate me to the core, why did she help me?

Zhang Jue couldn't have imagined that it was Zhao Xueyan who asked the palace master to help him at the critical moment.

Why did she help me, it doesn't make sense......

With doubts, Zhang Jue followed the chain and walked to the other side, just as he turned a giant tree.

"You don't have to thank me, your life is mine, within three months, I will take your life, if you violate this oath, pigs and dogs are not as good!"

A shadow walked out from behind the tree, glanced at Zhang Jue lightly, and then her figure fluttered and disappeared in the bushes.

The slender and cold back was reflected in Zhang Jue's eyes, lonely and stubborn.

Zhang Jue sighed, it turns out that you want to do it yourself, and you don't want to fake it to others, but why bother......

"Hehe, where did my brother offend Zhao Damei so that he hates you so much?" A lazy voice sounded, and Song Chao, who was gently folding the fan, walked over, with a purple robe and jade belt, he looked even more handsome and extraordinary.

Suddenly, Song Chao's face changed, and he grabbed Zhang Jue's collar coldly, and a look of "jealousy and hatred" appeared on his face: "Did you go to peek at Xue Yan taking a bath again in private?" Damn, you ...... Why don't you call me?"

Zhang Jue was stunned.