Meng Xuanji came to help, this was his reliance, and then he opened his mouth to provoke the academy, trying to find room for maneuver for the affairs of Yu Han and the three of them.

At the same time, I also want to test what kind of strength the academy is!

This is his purpose, and it is also the purpose of Emperor Xia, after all, the academy has not made a move for so many years, and even Mr. is said to have disappeared, so no one knows what happened to the academy.

It's just that I didn't expect that Wufu, as the youngest disciple of the academy, would face Meng Xuanji's opening and respond directly to the battle.

Moreover, with the ninth tribulation realm of the Divine Tribulation, he despised the three saint-level powerhouses, this arrogance and arrogance, I am afraid that only the academy can do it.

Meng Xuanji was a little hesitant, if the other party sent a scholar to fight, he might be able to combine the strength of the three of them to give the scholar or the academy a disadvantage.

But the other party dispatched Zhao Zilong, who was the Nine Tribulations of the Divine Tribulation, and in such a realm, as a sage, they did not dare to join forces.

That was a trampling on the academy, even if they were openly opposed to the academy at the moment, they didn't dare to be too radical, the legend about the academy back then was too terrifying.

Emperor Xia also had some scruples, and did not dare to use the most extreme means casually.

Meng Xuanji glanced at the three people behind him, and the saint-level powerhouse on the far left of the three stepped out, walked in front of Meng Xuanji, and nodded towards him.

Zhao Zilong's eyes were one, the light in his palm surged, and the Jiufeng Dynasty shot suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, releasing an unusually sharp aura: "It's just one person, some are not enough to see!"

This is arrogance!

Yu Han and the others knew Zhao Zilong's temperament very well, in the Four Spirit Beast Heavenly Domain, he was too lonely, so lonely that he had no opponent.

But here, they don't know, because this place is too powerful, and there are saints above the Nine Tribulations of the Divine Tribulation, and as for the more transcendent realm, they can't touch it at all.

Therefore, whether Zhao Zilong can continue the myth of undefeated has become a mystery in their hearts.

"Wufu, the Great Xia Dynasty doesn't want to make radical moves with the Academy, but these three people have a lot to do with it, please use a little thin, don't wade into the troubled waters!" the saint-level powerhouse spoke.

Zhao Zilong smiled faintly: "The things decided by the academy have never been changed!"

The saint-level powerhouse took a deep breath and gritted his teeth violently: "In the subordinate Emperor Wei Yan Seventeen, the means of leading the academy's high-ranking disciples!"

"You don't need to report your name, the academy will take action, don't spare your life, I'm a martial artist, not the fourth senior brother!" Zhao Zilong's eyes flashed, and Jiufeng fired a gun brazenly, and the spiral energy stabbed out!

"Carving insect skills!" Yan Qiqi frowned, the broadsword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was hard to pick the spiral strength!

Disheveled!

A dull voice came, and the cyclone on the tip of Zhao Zilong's spear was broken in an instant, and a ball of sparks exploded, which was extremely bewitching.

"General Zilong!" In a hurry, Xu Fei couldn't help but exclaim.

Yu Han also frowned, sure enough, the gap between the saint-level powerhouse and the Divine Tribulation Nine Tribulation powerhouse was too huge, although General Zilong was powerful, it was not easy for this blow to ensure that he would not be injured.

Yan Qiyi broke through Zhao Zilong's spear with one blow, and the broadsword in his hand swept out, and the terrifying sword drained the void, making this space twist violently, as if it was about to be cut open.

"Wufu, you'd better get out of the way, otherwise the sword has no eyes and will definitely hurt you!" Yan Qiqi gritted his teeth.

Zhao Zilong smiled faintly: "It's just to play with you, since you are in a hurry to end the battle, let's end it!"

Jiufeng's spear meandered out of his palm, like a poisonous snake, and the spear took on a wave-like shape.

He slammed on the ground under his feet, and his figure shuttled out in an instant, driving the surrounding aura behind him.

Bang

A violent explosion was heard, and everyone's eyes fell almost entirely on the very center of the battle.

They saw the martial artist in bright silver armor, where the spear passed, Yan Seventeen's sword qi was swept away one after another, and it was impossible to stop the trajectory of this shot.

Then, his body approached along the trajectory opened up by Jiufeng's spear, and directly submerged into the void.

Yan Seventeen's face changed drastically, and he stomped on the ground fiercely, and his body was about to fly out upside down.

But the next moment, a figure appeared in front of him, his throat tightened, and he was already clasped by a palm.

Two moves, from the beginning to the present, it was just two moves, and the saint-level powerhouse was directly taken down by Zhao Zilong, who was at the peak of the ninth difficulty of the Divine Tribulation, and grabbed his throat.

This was a result that no one had ever imagined, even the three Yu Han, who had enough confidence in him, did not expect that this battle would end so quickly.

Only the scholar seemed to have expected the result a long time ago, and looked at everything in front of him lightly, without the slightest fluctuation.

Meng Xuanji's face turned pale, and when he saw this, he suddenly spoke: "Mr. Wufu, please be merciful!"

From Zhao Zilong's eyes, he saw a killing machine, an inexplicable cold killing machine.

just answered him, only a cold snort: "Let my subordinates be merciful now, it's too late, I said earlier, I'm not the fourth senior brother!"

The sound of bones shattering, accompanied by Yan Seventeen's terrible screams, immediately spread.

Zhao Zilong stretched out his hand and threw Yan Seventeen's body to the ground, and said towards Meng Xuanji, "Do you still want to continue fighting?"

The scholar closed his eyes slightly, shook his head and said, "It's too cruel, it's not the work of a scholar!"

Zhao Zilong took the time to turn back to him at this time and said, "What Senior Brother said is that if there is such a situation in the future, I will try my best to ...... Try not to do it in front of you!"

Yu Han couldn't help but be dumbfounded, Ding Jin and Xu Fei also looked at Zhao Zilong and the scholar like monsters.

Zhao Zilong was only more than a year ahead of them when he flew here, and he remembered that at that time, he suppressed his cultivation, and at best, when he ascended, it was only the third difficult cultivation of the Divine Tribulation.

But now, he had actually reached the peak of the ninth tribulation of the Divine Tribulation, killing the saint-level powerhouse in an instant with every move.

Is this the power of the academy? Or after losing that seal and restraint, Zhao Zilong's terrifying qualifications were finally manifested?

The three of them didn't dare to continue to make conclusions, and the situation was already tilted towards Zhao Zilong's side.

The other two people, Huangwei, were tearful, looking at Zhao Zilong's eyes full of strong murderous intent, and he couldn't wait to rush forward immediately and chop him into meat sauce.

There are not many people in the Imperial Guard, but they are all brothers who have experienced life and death, and they are all geniuses selected from the army of the Great Xia Dynasty, cultivated and promoted.

So their relationship is very deep, and seeing the tragic death of their brother, the other two naturally can't accept it.

But this time, they were following Meng Xuanji's instructions, and if he didn't speak, they couldn't do it at will.

Zhao Zilong raised the Jiufeng Chao gun in his hand, smiled at Meng Xuanji, and said, "Next, do you want to try the Jiufeng Chao gun in my hand?"

Everyone was silent, and the ninth difficulty of the Divine Tribulation was to kill a saint-level powerhouse in an instant, which had never happened before.

But the premise is that no one in the academy does it.

Now although Zhao Zilong kills with one blow, it seems simple, but he has once again pushed the academy to the top.

Perhaps only the disciples cultivated by the academy would have such an ability, they were too terrifying.

Yu Han couldn't help but gasp, when he was in the fourth difficulty of the Divine Tribulation, he was able to challenge the powerhouse of the fifth difficulty realm of the Divine Tribulation, breaking the legend.

But compared to the current Zhao Zilong, his victory is still too hard.

Although his opponent is not a figure like Meng Xuanji, it is still shocking!

Meng Xuanji's face was cloudy, and he looked at Zhao Zilong, his fists clenched.

Killing Yan Seventeen in one blow, the academy was equivalent to a slap in the face of the Great Xia Dynasty, which he couldn't tolerate.

This achievement, once you go back, you will also be punished, only by taking Yu Han and the three of them back, can you make up for your mistakes, otherwise this life will be over.

He made the most wrong decision in his life, stepped out, and gave up his hand towards Zhao Zilong.

"The academy is too deceitful, the Great Xia Dynasty has been crushed so much, it will definitely not admit defeat, Wufu, I will take you and Yu Han today, and listen to His Majesty the Xia Emperor together!"

Zhao Zilong smiled slightly: "The academy has always bullied people, and even if it bullies you, there is nothing to do!"

"If you want to take me down, then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

Meng Xuanji's eyes flickered, and he waved behind him and said, "Let's do it together!"

The other two people, the Imperial Guard, also stood up at the same time.

"Little ...... Sixth junior brother!" The scholar walked out of the crowd with a polite pace.

I saw that he was walking slowly.

In a few steps, he had already crossed to Zhao Zilong's side.

Zhao Zilong hurriedly put away his gun, and then bowed and saluted.

After the scholar returned the salute, he said softly to him, "Let me come!"

Zhao Zilong nodded: "Senior Brother Trouble to make a move!"

The scholar also nodded slightly, which was regarded as returning the gift.

Ding Jin couldn't help but pout, Fang wanted to say that the red tape of the scholar was also anxious, but he was covered by Xu Fei, who was quick-eyed.

Yu Han glanced at him with some smirk, and at the same time made a look.

Ding Jin's boss glanced at the two of them reluctantly, and wiped his mouth vigorously!

The scholar was dressed in a white Confucian shirt and stood opposite Meng Xuanji.

One is the founding Confucianism of the Great Xia Dynasty, a symbol of Confucianism, and a saint in the hearts of countless Terran students.

One is a scholar who has not been born in the academy for a long time!

That scholar who is said to only be able to read the books of sages and sages, and has no power to tie the chicken!

At this moment, he was standing there, his thin figure looking very lonely, but he felt quite upright.

Yu Han couldn't help but look violently.

At this moment, the feeling given to him by the scholar has been completely integrated into this world.

This is the Word!

The way that belongs to scholars!

The scholar is also a saint-level realm powerhouse at worst, and he is definitely not under Meng Xuanji.

This is his judgment.

It's just that just between thinking about it, Meng Xuanji has already taken the first step.

The three figures, no one was idle, turned into three rays of light, and crushed towards the scholar!