On the cultivation dojo of the Qianjiang Dao Palace, countless descendants of the royal family and the descendants of many noble martial princes have practiced here, and they have sweat and fists and feet, and under the guidance of the martial arts, they have become more and more proficient in the martial arts taught to them by today's martial artists.

To a certain extent, the Qianjiang Dao Palace is equivalent to the exclusive academy of the aristocratic royal family, and its nature is very similar to the various avenue palaces in Xuanzhou, but if you talk about the far-reaching degree of the cultivation inheritance, it is natural that the Qianjiang Dao Palace, which is a royal cultivation school, is superior, there is no doubt.

After all, the Qianjiang Dynasty has nearly a thousand years of Taoist inheritance, how can those Hongchen Dao Palace sects in Xuanzhou look down on it?

Many famous families in Xuanzhou, or descendants of princes and military generals, are eligible to enter the academy to practice.

However, qualification does not mean that you will definitely be able to practice in the palace school, as the top monastic school in Xuanzhou, its entry threshold is extremely high.

It is said that before entering the practice, there are countless trials and assessments, and only those who pass the trials will be selected to enter the house to practice.

In other words, the monks gathered in the dojo today are all the cultivators of Xuanzhou and the pride of the sky.

They are not only from famous families, they have a strong background in martial arts, but they are also practicing in the top Taoist palace in Xuanzhou, and their future is limitless.

Jiang Hao wrapped the bandages on his arm, he had just come from the Medicine King Hall to change his medicine, passing through the academy dojo, and was now preparing to return to the Ziyi Palace.

His handsome and evil image immediately attracted the incomparably blazing eyes of many girls in their cardamom years.

Mo Wufan has been extremely negative for the past ten days, as if the whole world has lost its color and turned into a hazy gray.

While the martial artist was teaching the most important essence of martial arts, he was not in the slightest mood to calm down and listen.

Now his mind is full of the humiliating scene that happened in the crater that day, and it constantly pierces his heart.

On that day, he confidently assured the ancestor of the clan, and borrowed the treasure of the Zhen clan, the "Qianyan Burning Blood Spear", to kill the Blazing Flame Mountain, the purpose of which was to bring back the fire spirit from the mouth of the magma python that had been cultivated for nearly a thousand years.

As a result, after returning to the clan, not only did he not bring the fire spirit back, but he was also seriously injured, and even the treasure of the Zhen clan was damaged by his forcible use of the forbidden technique in the clan.

It would be fine if he brought Huo Lingsui back, but he was "losing his wife and soldiers", and the elders of the clan, as well as the patriarch and the ancestor, were extremely angry and deprived him of his status as a candidate for the patriarch.

Unless he can make meritorious contributions one day in the future, he will not be able to deserve the position of patriarch in this life.

He was originally the most terrifying person in the Mo clan in a hundred years, but he was in trouble because of this defeat.

He is now the sinner who hated from the bottom of his heart and took away the fire spirit.

So he swore that one day he would break the man's body into ten thousand pieces to vent his hatred.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear the exclamation of the girls in the dojo, and he stared away curiously, only to see an extremely handsome man passing by outside the Dao Palace.

Such delicate and handsome cheeks made him jealous.

Although his appearance is not bad, he can be regarded as beautiful, but compared with the handsome little white face that is somewhat against the sky, it is still much worse.

Since he was young, Mo Wufan has been extremely competitive, never willing to be below others, and has to compare himself with the stronger ones in any aspect.

Suddenly, his eyes froze on Jiang Hao's body, and he couldn't take it off for a long time.

To be precise, because it should be solidified on the gold-inlaid white jade worn on Jiang Hao's waist, it is delicate and flawless.

Mo Wufan's pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes were bloodshot, extremely hideous.

"It's finally me who found you!" he said through gritted teeth, hatred soaring to the sky.

It was the person in front of him who caused him to suffer a heavy loss, not only losing his identity as a patriarch candidate, but also causing him to lose countless cultivation resources, which was simply a heinous crime.

How can he tolerate such an uncommon hatred?

At that moment, he seemed to have forgotten his situation, identity, and status, and in the gloomy world in front of him, there was only Jiang Hao who was shining with holy light.

Kill him!

Such a terrifying thought suddenly jumped in Mo Wufan's mind.

The next moment, his whole person was like a fierce beast that was out of control and went crazy, and he swept towards Jiang Hao, and the bones and veins of his limbs erupted with a thunderous sound, and the penetrated spiritual aperture continued to swallow the spiritual energy, and his momentum suddenly soared.

He turned into a claw with one hand and a tiger fist with the other, and blasted towards Jiang Hao, wanting to blast Jiang Hao into a blood mist.

The sudden change caused the entire dojo to suddenly set off an exclamation, and even the martial artist who was carefully teaching the Dragon Muscle and Tiger Bone Fist was shocked.

"it! The dragon tendon and tiger bone fist of the pure green realm?!"

Many people were shocked when they saw this scene, the Dragon Muscle and Tiger Bone Fist was an hour ago, and the martial arts that the martial master had just taught them, and now that an hour had passed, Mo Wufan had already cultivated it to the realm of perfection, which was too terrifying!

And since this hour, they don't seem to have seen Mo Wufan have the slightest momentum to fight, could it be that he is simply relying on memory but copying martial arts?

The Mo clan is a "once-in-a-century peerless genius", and his talent and understanding are really terrifying!

The martial artist in the Dao Palace, who was responsible for teaching martial arts, saw this scene with a drastic change in his expression.

"Damn, this Mo Wufan doesn't know what kind of madness he had, he dared to kill Jiang Hao like this in the Qianjiang Dao Palace! Doesn't he know what terrible consequences it will be?" said the martial artist through gritted teeth.

Jiang Hao only activated the power of blood qi half a month ago, and now he is only the strength of the awakening period, how can he resist Mo Wufan who has twelve apertures in the Enlightenment Period?

Although he is a descendant of the royal family, he is extremely repulsive to Jiang Hao, and even regards him as a son of evil together with many people of the royal family, but now if he dies in the dojo of the Qianjiang Dao Palace, he will definitely be condemned by the Qianwang Wang.

After all, even if Jiang Hao's status in the palace is so low, he is also the son of King Qian, and when there is an accident in the Dao Palace, none of them can get rid of responsibility.

Jiang Hao, who was busy wrapping the bandages on his arms on the road, suddenly felt an extremely strong hurricane sweeping towards him, and countless withered and dead leaves also blew towards him with the sweep of the hurricane.

Jiang Hao was shocked, he raised his head to look, but saw an extremely familiar young man coming towards the killing, and the attack was terrifying, as if the king pesticide Lian Po had opened a big move, and wanted to blow him up directly.

Jiang Hao silently put down the wrapping bandage, his eyes flashed a cold light, and he said in his heart: "Why do you really think that His Royal Highness has never made a move, so he thinks that I am a pusbag who is easy to bully?"

He took half a step back, twisted his waist and turned half of his body, and his hand fist was in a fist position, ready to strike.

"Jiang Hao's waste even wants to fight the eagle with a rabbit, it's just beyond his strength. ”

On the attic of the Dao Palace, two slender figures wearing python robes sat on the edge of the windowsill, sipping precious tea, and looked at this scene coldly.

"But then again, why would the genius of the Mo clan who is once in a hundred years suddenly kill Jiang Hao?"

"Hmph! This must be the waste that provoked Mo Wufan. As far as I know, Mo Wufan has always had revenge, and Jiang Hao is afraid that he will not escape today. ”

"That's fine, His Highness the province has soiled his hands. ”

The two of them sipped the coffee table, staring with interest at the scene that happened in the dojo of the Qianjiang Dao Palace below, hiding a knife in a smile in their eyes, hiding a murderous intention.

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