Mo Xi raised his eyebrows, like two erected steel knives, about to stab the sky, "Then only you are the old, weak, sick and disabled left in the martial arts academy?"

There was a sense of loss in his tone, because these people were not worth his sword at all.

Hearing his words, the students became excited and shouted and cursed, if it weren't for the teachers who rushed to stop them, I am afraid that they would have come up and beat up this disrespectful person.

"Since there is no one in the Martial Academy, what is the need for existence?" Mo Xidao said, and he didn't see any movement from him, a vertical knife intent appeared in front of him, and he pushed forward.

"Nine Turns Knife Technique!"

Liuchuan's expression was awe-inspiring, and he opened the martial flower domain, but the next moment, his martial flower domain was broken by the sword intent, Liuchuan snorted, swallowed the blood in his mouth, and in the Takeda space, the eight power medals bloomed at the same time, and the president of the martial arts student union opened his eyes angrily, his eyes were red, and an angry King Kong appeared behind him.

Rukawa reached forward with his hands, and the angry-eyed King Kong with cash-colored runes floating all over his body also made the same movement, and reached forward with both hands, blocking the straight line of sword intent.

With a light sigh, the fingers of his right hand were brought together, and he slashed into the void from left to right.

A horizontal sword intent appeared in front of him and shot away.

One horizontal and one vertical, two knife intents, form a cross.

The second turn of the nine-turn knife trick.

Rukawa and the angry-eyed King Kong stepped back at the same time, their feet leaving two furrows on the ground like knives cutting tofu.

The cross sword intent pushed Rukawa and forced him towards the gate of the martial arts.

"The old thief is too deceitful!" a swordsmanship teacher burst out and flew out, and an arc-shaped sword light flew towards the Mo Xi Knife.

Mo Xi knife, two fingers from right to left diagonally slashed.

The third sword intent flew over, slashing the arc-shaped sword light down.

A Fu Dao science teacher made a seal with his hands and slammed it on the ground in front of him.

The ground shook violently, and a mountain-like fire unicorn burrowed out of the ground and slammed into the Mo Xi Knife.

Mo Xi knife's two fingers slashed diagonally from left to right, and the fourth knife intent flew out, cutting the fire qilin in half.

The four sword intent Zeng Mi shapes directly knocked Liuchuan into the air and came to the front of the gate of the martial arts.

Nine turns of the knife trick, the more revolutions, the greater the power.

And now, the Moxi Sword is only the first four turns, and no one in the martial arts academy can stop it.

Both the students and the teachers watched this scene in disbelief.

Who can stop him?

If he can't stop it, does he really want to break through the mountain gate and wash the martial arts academy in blood?

At this moment, a young man appeared in front of the gate of the martial arts.

The man was wearing the black uniform of the Martial Arts Academy, with blue boots on his feet, and the cuffs and trouser legs were wrapped with strips of cloth, looking very capable.

Everyone looked at the man in front of them and felt that his back was somewhat familiar.

Hong Liangliang's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes suddenly widened, "It's Fenggu!"

The people exclaimed.

Ao Feng Ancient Martial Arts Tree withered, and his cultivation was lost, and he was already a mortal.

And the famous swordsman in front of him easily defeated the teachings of Liuchuan and several famous emperor realms.

The gap between the two is like a cloud of mud.

No one could have imagined that at such a time, Ao Fenggu would actually stand up.

But what's the point of him standing up?

A mortal, against the power of the late human emperor?

Murong Xue and the others exclaimed, "Feng Gu, get out of the way!"

Ao Fenggu didn't get out of the way, and he couldn't get out of the way.

Because behind him is the Martial Academy.

When Ling Bo Sakura left, he handed over the mountain protection array to him, which was to hand over the martial arts academy to him.

He is the guardian of the Martial Academy.

The huge knife intent in the shape of a rice figure crushed it.

In the face of this terrifying sword intent, Ao Fenggu looked very small and fragile.

Hong Liangliang closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it.

People look at this scene, or despair, or remorse, or pathos, and complex emotions are intertwined.

Before this, many people thought that Ling Bo Sakura's decision to hand over the Mountain Protection Array to Ao Fenggu was a wrong decision, because Ao Fenggu was no longer a human emperor, but just an ordinary person who had lost his cultivation realm.

It would be unwise to hand over the last barrier of the Martial Academy to him.

Even now, when the Mo Xi Sword was invincible, Ao Fenggu stood up and tried in vain to resist the four-turn sword intent with his mortal body.

Although the spirit is commendable, it is a very stupid thing.

Because it's a send-off.

At this moment, Ao Fenggu stretched out his right hand, palm facing outward.

Looking at his actions, everyone didn't understand what he was going to do.

As he stretched out his hand, the wind rose on the cliffside of the back mountain, and the pine waves gusted. The wind picked up on the edge of the pond, and the lotus flowers swayed gently. The mountain trails are windy and the leaves are falling.

There is a wind in the back mountain, and it gathers in one place, passing through the martial arts courtyard and coming to Ao Fenggu.

People's clothes are swaying, and the true qi in their bodies is turbulent.

Only then did everyone realize that it was not the wind, it was the aura of heaven and earth.

The mountain protection array was launched.

The surging aura of heaven and earth converged, and the terrifying sword intent that turned four times suddenly stopped as if it had hit an invisible wall.

Ao Fenggu's five fingers curled slightly, and there was a crisp sound, and the rice-shaped four-turn knife exploded inch by inch.

Mo Xi Dao looked at the young man in front of him, his expression was slightly different, and another sword intent was swung out, and he came to Ao Fenggu in an instant.

With a muffled sound of the "bell", the knife intent shattered suddenly, and a circle of ripples appeared in Ao Feng's ancient body in mid-air.

Mo Xi Dao frowned, and swung three knives like lightning.

Eight turns of the knife!

The sword intent rolled up the wind and crushed it.

Ao Fenggu asked indifferently, "Don't draw your sword yet?"

He bent his fingers into a fist, the fist wind roared, and the majestic aura of heaven and earth turned into a giant fist shadow, instantly shattering those knife intents.

Mo Xidao showed a look of surprise, but it quickly turned into ecstasy, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly because of the excitement.

He waited for so many years, and finally waited for someone worthy of drawing a knife.

The knife holds the hilt.

There was a burst of exclamations.

The shattered Dao Dao knife intent suddenly appeared out of thin air and poured into the scabbard.

The hand holding the handle of the knife trembled slightly.

On the inn in the distance, Qu Ni Yan looked at Mo Xidao, and her face twisted because of her excitement, "Draw the knife, kill, kill him!"

In the face of the enemy, Mo Xi never hesitated to draw the knife.

It's just that there are too few people who are worthy of him to draw a knife, so he rarely draws a knife, so the world gave him the name of "cherishing the knife".

The iron knife was unsheathed by an inch.

After 30 years of sealing the knife, the knife intent has long been slowed down.

The knife light overflowed, and the knife intent flew like snow, and the cuffs of the knife were twisted into pieces by countless knife intents.

The iron knife continued to unsheath.

The sword light intensified, countless knife intent poured out of the scabbard, countless messy knife marks appeared on the surrounding streets and walls, the hawker's cart shattered, knife marks and grooves appeared on the trees, and the leaves fell, and they were cut in half by the knife intent in mid-air.

The onlookers fled.

Mo Xi knife finally pulled out the iron knife.

Nine turns of sword intent.

The dazzling sword light is like the moon in the nine heavens, and the heaven and earth are bright.

Sealed knife for 30 years, the strongest knife in his life.

The fist mark flew out of the mountain protection array and hit the sword light.

There was a tooth-aching click.

The next scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

The sword light exploded, turning into a cloud of shattered light, fluttering and falling.

The fist mark also disappeared, and what appeared in front of Mo Xi Dao was Ao Fenggu's fist.

A punch smashed into Mo Xidao's face.

Mo Xidao flew backwards and flew out, his body flew through one wall, flew into a small restaurant, and flew out from another wall of the restaurant, crashing into a cloth shop...... The wall was like papier-mâché in front of him.

Mo Xi knife's body, through half the street, spurted out a mouthful of blood, blood with fragments of internal organs, and died.

The smoke and dust gradually cleared.

In the shattered sword light falling from the sky, Ao Fenggu collected his fist and looked at Qu Ni Yan on the inn.

Mo Xi Dao is just a pawn to test him, and it is not a pity to die.

His enemy was Qu Ni Ma, or the man who stood behind Qu Ni Ma.

(End of chapter)