Manqing frowned, "Where did the old man come from, he actually went to my martial arts academy to spread wild!"

The old worshipper's eyes narrowed slightly, although the barbarian in front of him was rude, but he had the strength of a human emperor, and said at the moment: "The old man is the Zhang family's worship, and the person behind you is the assassin who killed my old lady and the eldest son." ”

"What is the Zhang family and the Li family, he is a student of my martial arts academy, and he is my junior brother, how can he kill people?" said Manqing.

"The students of the Martial Academy will not kill people?, what is the reason?" the old worship was full of anger, but this was the Martial Academy, and he didn't dare to break in easily, "Moreover, who are you?"

Man Qing frowned again, looking a little impatient, "Who am I? Why do you want to tell you? You are a slave of the Zhang family who burned essence blood and was only briefly promoted to the human emperor at the cost of twenty years of yang life, and you are not qualified to know my name. ”

"The kid is rampant, and he deceives people too much!"

"You better leave quickly, enjoy the rest of your life, what's the effort to toss here," Manqing helped Ao Fenggu up, and when he saw that the old worship was still standing in place, he said unhappily, "You said that my junior brother killed your master, but he obviously only has the eight-star realm, and he can actually kill people from under the nose of the emperor alone, who believes it?"

The old worship's teeth itched, "He is clearly a murderer, the old man has been chasing and killing all the way here, do you still want to protect him?"

Ao Fenggu raised a middle finger at the old worship, since the brute iron was sure to protect him, he enjoyed the treatment of his junior brother.

The corners of the old worship's mouth twitched, his hands trembled, and he finally couldn't bear the successive humiliations, and slammed it over.

Manqing also punched out, the two fists collided, and the whole person of the old worshipper flew out upside down, smashed to the ground, and rolled out dozens of meters.

This celebrity emperor powerhouse staggered to his feet, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his heart was full of horror.

"My martial arts academy is the most reasonable," Manqing clenched his fist, "Whoever has the biggest fist will be reasonable." ”

The old worshipper snorted coldly: "The Warrior Alliance is great now, hum! The Zhang family is the hero of the Phoenix Clan, and it will be up to you to explain it when the time comes." ”

He knew that it was impossible to kill Ao Fenggu right now, and there was no evidence for this matter at all, because except for him, everyone who saw it was already dead.

Emperor Wu Mountain, Manqing took Ao Fenggu to cultivate a little.

Ling Bo Sakura walked in, her tone indifferent, "What's the matter?"

"The old lady of the Zhang family and Zhang Xingping, you killed them?"

Ao Fenggu nodded, "I killed the person, if there is anything, I will bear it alone." ”

The old worship of the Zhang family chased him up, and in the end he could only run back to the martial arts academy to pick up a life, which can only show that he was not thoughtful himself, and he can't blame others.

The Zhang family is a big family, and they will not let go of themselves easily, and the pressure faced by the martial arts academy is not small, one person does things alone, and Ao Fenggu has no intention of letting the martial arts institute carry the black pot for himself.

Ao Fenggu is ready to face the Zhang family.

"I underestimated you before. Ling Bo Sakura said after a moment of silence.

Ao Fenggu was mocking himself, and said with a wry smile: "It's me who didn't think about it and brought trouble to the Martial Academy, and when the injury is healed, I will leave the Martial Academy." ”

"Leaving the Martial Academy?" Ling Bo Ying frowned slightly, and soon saw Ao Fenggu's thoughts, a little displeased, "It's just an old man, kill it, it's not a big deal, instead of thinking about these trivial sesame things, it's better to think about the things of the Chaos Painting Hall." ”

Ao Fenggu's eyes widened, this Ling Bo Sakura is too domineering.

The Zhang family is attached to the Huang family, and the family has a big business, as one of the four major families of the famous Qinghe Country, in her mouth, it has become an insignificant family.

This big sister ...... There are really some heroines among women.

"The Chaos Painting Hall has opened, and the Prince of Poria has already begun to comprehend the third painting, if you don't go again, you will lose to him, and you will lose face to the teacher and us, it will be bad after all. After speaking, Ling Bo Sakura got up and walked out of the room.

Chaos Painting Hall......

Ao Fenggu couldn't cry or laugh, this senior sister wanted him to surpass Prince Poria.

Prince Poria is a figure that the Phoenix clan intends to woo.

Ao Fenggu pondered and said, "It seems that the relationship between the Phoenix Clan and the Martial Alliance is still quite delicate. ”

In this Chaos Painting Hall, Ao Fenggu has long been moved.

The thirteen paintings of the Chaos Painting Hall, each of which was painted by the top powerhouses in the history of the Martial Academy, contained their comprehension of the martial arts, even if they could only comprehend a little bit of it, it would be of great help to the improvement of the cultivation realm.

On the other hand, once a painting is cracked, you will receive the gift of that emperor-level powerhouse, obtain a ray of starlight, and condense a guardian martial star in the Takeda space.

Takeda space, a world of its own, the growth of martial leaves and martial branches, and even the entire martial tree, is inseparable from the supply of spiritual power and true qi, and martial stars can continue to provide nutrients for it.

Medals, the most for a warrior, is to have nine.

And it has to be steady.

Those who forcibly ascend cannot reach the limit of strength, and naturally they will not get medals.

An eight-star martial artist like Ao Fenggu has seven medals, which is already extremely rare.

The power of medals is endless.

However, the mystery of this martial star is even more profound.

With Martial Star, even if you don't cultivate, just eat and sleep, Martial Leaves and Martial Branches can grow, although the effect is not as obvious as cultivating and absorbing pills, but it adds up to a lot, and over time, the benefits are enough to reach a great extent.

Therefore, the martial artists who go out from the martial arts academy have a huge advantage over the rest of the martial artists, in addition to having the big backer of the martial arts academy.

Countless martial artists have sharpened their heads to become students of the martial arts academy, and one of the very important reasons is related to this martial star.

The opening of the Chaos Painting Hall is undoubtedly the most important thing for the freshmen of all generations.

In the Chaos Painting Hall, the freshmen gathered together.

Ao Fenggu walked into the lobby, looked around, before the painting wall, crowded with black heads, the freshmen were sitting or kneeling, or holding their cheeks, looking directly at the martial arts paintings on the wall.

"Get out of the way, another one has fallen!" one of the instructors shouted to push away the crowd, and two teaching assistants behind him carried a fainting freshman outside.

Ao Fenggu looked over and saw that the fainting freshman's face was blue, his body was constantly twitching, and there was white foam gushing out of his mouth.

A chubby boy exclaimed, "This is the sixth one today, right?"

The female student next to her shook her head, "You poured four when you didn't come, these murals contain the spirit of the ancestors, ordinary people can't bear it at all, too reluctant, I'm afraid it will be sad." ”

The fat student palpitated and said, "Liu Yidao, do you know?" In the past, in the West Courtyard Elementary School, the knife technique was already a clear realm, and he also took a first-class entrance exam, but because he stayed in the painting hall for a day and a night, he forcibly participated in enlightenment, which hurt his soul, and according to the teachers, he would become a fool when he was rescued. ”

"It's not like everyone is the prince of Poria. The schoolgirl sighed, "Everyone has their own fate, and they can't force it." ”

(End of chapter)