Seeing that the Confucian disciples were about to die under the sword, the sharp sword light from far away finally intervened strongly, and the precise and powerful sword qi forced the two battle groups away like light, and then, the figure of the white-clothed sword finally appeared in front of everyone, and it also symbolized the end of this chaotic battle. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The arrogant sheng appeared on the battlefield in a flash, and the temperament of the innate master instantly suppressed the arrogance of both sides, and even Yan Guming, who was affected by the blood poison and was deeply manic, was also convinced, and there was no further action - the difference between the congenital and the acquired is unreasonable, not to mention that even in the congenital, the strength of the arrogant is definitely outstanding, how can the Confucian trident be a wasted person?

However, although the offensive stopped, the anger in Yan Guming's eyes did not mean to calm down with it... Although the young man has tried his best to suppress it, from the current situation, the impact of "Draining Blood" on Yan Guming seems to be too great, even if he barely retains his sanity, but once he is stimulated by the outside world, it is difficult to calm down in a short period of time, and deal with it as calmly as usual.

And the abnormality of his demonic qi naturally did not escape the eyes of the arrogant birth. However, from the perspective of a congenital master, what is arrogant and surprising is that the person with blood poison in his body can still maintain a minimum of sanity, which is indeed very surprising to him who does not know the existence of "Draining Blood".

"Bloody?"

"Thanks to them."

Coldly retorting, Yan Guming glanced at the four Confucian students, the anger in his eyes obviously did not completely disappear, but for such a faux pas, the arrogant student didn't seem to care, he also turned his head and glanced at the four injured Confucian students behind him.

As a Confucian triad, of course he will not be unfamiliar with the four people in front of him.

——The four friends of Shushan, no qinzi, no chess pieces, no books, and no paintings are the elite descendants of the young generation of Hanhai Shushan, and even the master praised the four of them in the book mountain on weekdays, this time Hanhai Wenhui, the four of them are naturally qualified to participate as representatives of Hanhai Shushan, but for some reason, they collided with Yan Guming and them here.

"What is the cause of this?"

As one of the three blades, the status of the arrogant birth is very transcendent in the Confucian sect, and two of the four Confucian scholars who fought against Yan Guming were seriously injured, and one lost his weapon, and at this moment, only the person who fought with Mr. Danqing stood up to answer the question of the sword seat.

"Yu Jian Zuo, earlier today, the four of us received a distress letter from Wan Yunsheng, the master of the Xialong Academy, which stated that the Xialong Academy was attacked by the people of the Demon Sect, so I was notified to come to help, but unfortunately, I and the three classmates came a step late after all, and when we arrived at the scene, the academy from the master Wan Yunsheng down, the Confucian teachings were all poisoned, and the three of them happened to wander around the scene, and even infected with demonic energy, the four of us only planned to use the sword to subdue the demons, and let the villains ambush ah!"

"Oh? Does Blade have to listen to them? ”

The arrogant student had not yet made a statement when he heard this, but Mr. Danqing, who was standing on the side, interjected first, and the finishing touch in his hand turned lightly to block Yan and Ji behind him.

"According to this statement, if it is the Confucian people who arrived first today, should we also suspect that these four people are jealous of the wreckage of their comrades, and even do not hesitate to destroy the corpses with terrifying evil deeds to clear the suspicion?"

"You are a bloody squirting man, what evidence do you have to be so untrustworthy in front of the sword seat!?"

"Ao Aoao, Brother Ren said this well, then Danqing wants to ask you what evidence do you have to prove that these people from the Dilong Academy died at the hands of us and others?"

"This..."

Hu Danqing's language was frivolous, but the words were difficult to refute, and at this moment, Wushuzi, who was slapped by Yan Guming, suddenly spoke with the support of his companions.

"Sword Seat... According to the students' observations, many students in the Dragon Academy were killed by swordsmanship first, and then sucked the blood in their bodies dry, and judging from the wounds, the students believed that they died under the "Four Divine Swords of the Emperor". ”

Wu Shuzi's voice was intermittent and weak, but several classmates around him quickly took his words, and looked at Yan Guming and the others even more unkindly.

"Ahh That's right, Sword Seat, no book loves to study the world's swordsmanship, this "Taiwang Four Divine Swords" is the mastery of Xiaoyao Valley, and the woman... Hmph, it should be the master sister Ji Fengyue of the Carefree School who can make the waves so lucky! ”

"Exactly! Hmph, I didn't expect the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect to collude with the Demon Sect, and at this moment, they would dare to shout in front of the sword seat to catch the thief! ”

In the face of the strong coercion of several people, the anger in Yan Guming's eyes that had not completely faded rose again, but Hui Danqing, who was in the forefront, still seemed to be unconcerned.

"In that case, it might as well be like this."

In the middle of the painting, the finishing pen in his hand flew and circled in an instant, scattering ink, condensing into ink in mid-air, turning ink into needles, and shooting all in front of the arrogant man in a few moments... In the face of this sudden change, the four friends were furious, but the arrogant student who stood in place did not move a step.

… Finally, the moment Feimo arrived, the invisible sword qi suddenly appeared out of thin air three inches in front of him, and all the ink needles were dissolved in the blink of an eye.

"What do you do!"

"Fanatics! How dare you do it to the sword seat? ”

The four of them scolded each other, but Hui Danqing, who accepted the recruitment, still smiled. He ignored the meaningless scoldings and looked into the arrogant eyes.

"I don't know if the sword seat can recognize the tricks of the talent?"

"'Ink rain turns into golden needles' is indeed a move in "Distant Mountain Post", and Mr. has learned a lot and is admirable."

"Jianfeng is polite."

Yes, if it is meaningless, how could Hui Danqing suddenly do something like a sneak attack on the Confucian Tridental... The trick he just used didn't mean to hurt people, it was just to show off the Confucian martial arts he had learned!

In the final analysis, martial arts itself does not mean anything, since he can use the moves of Confucianism, then the so-called "exclusive" "Four Swords of the Taiwang" in Xiaoyao Valley is not necessarily from the hands of Xiaoyao disciples, so where can it be called any evidence?

But...

"I understand what the gentleman means, but in the current situation, this... This Yan Shaoxia's bloody demonic qi can't be exculpated no matter what, I don't know if Mr. has anything else to explain? ”

"Heh, Xiaoyou is indeed infected with demonic energy, but this demonic blood poison comes from the Wenhui voucher provided by Hanhai Shushan, this point, as long as there is a little investigation, I believe that Hanhai will know that what I said is true."

"Oh? Sir, is this suspicious of Hanhai's position? ”

"It's not that I'm suspicious, it's true, and people have to be on guard."

"In this case, the three of you might as well go with me, just to clear the identity of the suspect, and how about stopping the fight between Shushan and Xiaoyao Valley?"