When the old man, who was supposed to be peaceful, said this, the surrounding Dolandoqi became restless, and a crazy aura permeated.

"It's just that you people who are also cultivating can take action, if it involves the situation of bullying the small with the big, I can too! One came out of the third courtyard and killed one another, I don't know if anyone can stop me! ”

The golden scales that should have planned to overwhelm people with power lost their confidence for a while, the reason why the madman is a madman is not only because he has never done things as he wants, but more importantly, he is strong enough, and no one knows how strong he is, the older generation has repeated it countless times not to provoke him, but there is no fear either.

Regardless of whether the madman is really arrogant and powerful as he said, but it is very easy to pinch himself to death, and the family will not die for a dead person and a madman. So Jin Liang retreated, but still stiffened his neck and said, "It's not easy for the seniors to stop the three discussions, right?" ”

"I said, as long as I don't bully the small with the big and get killed, naturally my No. 2 Academy is not good at learning" The madman didn't look at the golden scales when he said this, his eyes fell on a blank space in the void, where there was nothing, and there was even a bird flying there just now.

"It seems that the second courtyard is really a salted fish turned over!" An old man in a long bearded white robe looked at the mad man below.

"Humph! It's so easy, he didn't follow the rules when he was crazy in my third hospital! Do you want to go crazy if you leave? A rugged, middle-aged man with a beard and hair had hatred in his eyes.

"Who doesn't know that when the old madman entered the No. 3 Courtyard, he went directly into the No. 3 Courtyard, and in the end, the No. 3 Courtyard did not maintain his own majesty, but had a title of nominal teaching, and in the No. 3 Courtyard, these days he drank less, and he became a conformist, in addition to arrogance, the No. 3 Courtyard was also good at self-deception?" Another white-robed old man with a white beard and hair mocked.

These three people are the deans of the other three academies, no matter what their names should be, the day they become deans, they will be heaven, man, and martial arts. His beard and hair are all white, and he has a calm smile on the corner of his mouth that can break the heavens, and he is the dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy, "Tian"

"If I can destroy him once, I can do it a second time, and you want to try it too?" Wu looked at Tiandao with a murderous expression.

The sky didn't think so, and the ridicule at the corners of his mouth even became more and more intense, "It was ravaged like a dead dog by the earth back then, and no matter how deep it has been covered up over the years, someone knows it, if it weren't for the people in the mountains, where would there be a chance for you to make a big splash here!" ”

Maybe it was because he felt that there was no drama to watch, the day walked away, and the people also left, and the earth did not dare to be alone to the madman, that day in the second courtyard, the madman was slashed twice on the back, and still unyieldingly slapped the wine gourd on his face, and the next day he was alive and vigorous, although the earth was unwilling, he also turned away.

The madman withdrew his gaze and looked around, all kinds of hidden people had a feeling of being exposed to the blue sky and white day.

"From today onwards, I will be the dean of the No. 2 Academy! Entering my court, under my protection, I also need to maintain the face of the second courtyard, three discussions, I hope to slaughter a few cubs in the second courtyard"

"The student is late," Su Hang finally came to the back of a group of people in the third courtyard when the madman was about to turn around.

"It's good to come, today I will accept three protégés in the No. 2 Courtyard, and use this as the basis to recast the No. 2 Courtyard!"

There were twelve names on the bulletin board that day, and only three people came today, and the madness of the third courtyard finally made most people flinch.

"Would the dean be willing to take one more?" Bai Liu walked out of the crowd, holding his hair in a bun with Emei thorns, and in the sun, his clothes were like nails.

The madman looked at Liu Bai seriously, and then burst into a happy laugh.

"Go back, No. 2 Courtyard is not for you!"

"Why?"

"Go, your way won't be in the second courtyard, I don't want to delay you, but if you cross this mountain and see the dragon gate one day, don't forget my crazy person in this world!"

"Juniors don't understand!"

"When you need to understand, you will understand! Go for it."

The madman summoned Su Hang and the other three, crossed the collapsed door wall, and entered the second courtyard, which was like another world.

Liu Bai drifted away, and the group of No. 3 Courtyard who should have come to block the door couldn't advance or retreat, the dilapidated door wall, you could enter it with just lifting your feet, but they didn't dare, they didn't dare to go back. Lost the face of the third courtyard, at least three ribs.

Behind a big tree, he was not afraid of death and showed his figure, and watched with hatred as Su Hang stepped into the dilapidated doorway for the last time, and his knuckles were white with both hands. He can't wait to make a move now, and split Su Hang into two pieces with his own sword, and cut it in two with that humiliating memory, but Su Hang's set of chaotic armor is too weird, and he has no chance of winning, so he wants to fake others, but this crazy Taoist is too demonic.

Today he came alone, guessing is still valuable, he doesn't want her to be disgusted now, that is not good for him, so he himself came to see the end of his demons, he is now full of demons, hindering his path of cultivation, that day he tried to explore the threshold of the day after tomorrow, almost died, he now needs to find a way to get rid of Su Hang, get rid of his demons.

"Want to talk about it, but don't come in yet?!"

A voice stopped the departing people who were not afraid of death, and also relieved the group of teenagers standing in front of the broken door wall.

"Wang Lun, a protégé of the second courtyard, please advise!"

Yiming is a handsome young man, wearing a gray robe, making an autumn water long sword, and an unknown strange beast with a large mouth open on his gauntlet. The front finger of the long sword has a wild aura, which attracts the side eyes of the madman. It's just that the young man exudes an indescribable domineering all over his body, but his face is handsome and sufficient, but he is a little less angular and heroic, and his face is unconsciously cowering and cowardly.

"No. 3 courtyard Xiao Qing!" The madman is here, he doesn't dare to be presumptuous, but how can the conceit of being born in the third courtyard be easily let go.

The two exchanged names, both of them wielded their long swords, and the battle was about to break out, and the madman casually sealed the enchantment in the middle of the field, in case they demolished the second courtyard that should have been dilapidated.

Xiao Qing sealed with one hand, the long sword hung in the air, around him, and then hovered quietly above his head, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Wang Lun, like a highly venomous snake, looking coldly waiting for the opportunity, a fatal blow.

Wang Lun danced a sword flower, and an invisible aura permeated, as if he heard a beast roar that looked at the world.

Without warning, Xiao Qing's long sword was like an attacking snake, ejecting out, as if it was a lightning bolt that was unreasonable, not a sneak attack was better than a sneak attack, the shot was unexpected, unexpectedly fast, when the long sword was shot, Xiao Qing even had a winner's smile on the corner of his mouth, even if he couldn't win, he could hurt him.

Wang Lun's face was flustered, and he couldn't help but take half a step back, his hand holding the sword trembled a little, but he still swung a sword, and his movements were ridiculous, like an ostrich that wanted to bury its head in the yellow sand.

Surprisingly, Wang Lun's ridiculous sword moves were like a fierce beast coming out of the gate, with a kind of pride that was admired by tens of millions of people, which was extremely incommensurate with his movements, expressions and appearance.

Xiao Qing's sword was in vain after all, Wang Lun's move was not targeted, but he still missed his sword, cut off a strand of long hair, and made no achievements.

Dealing with a cowardly person, an unexpected sword turned out to be fruitless, and Xiao Qing couldn't help but be annoyed and angry. The long sword hummed in the air, just like its master's heavy breathing, he needed to get back face, not only to defeat Wang Lun, but also to humiliate him, and by the way, to humiliate the second courtyard that had just tried to resurrect.

The long sword turned into an afterimage, attacking wantonly, at the beginning Wang Lun was able to use a few complete sword moves, although it was a little soft, but after all, Xiao Qing's sword was repelled, but after a few moves, his swordsmanship became more and more disorganized, and even closed his eyes, waving the long sword in his hand that exuded a domineering aura from time to time.

Wang Lun's naïve style of play naturally couldn't bring any trouble to Xiao Qing, and the hanging long sword cut around and cut Wang Lun's robe to pieces, but no piece of fabric fell to the ground.

The broken clothes hung on his body, looming and showing the blood on his body in front of the world, and a tear on the shirt also brought a blood mark on his body, which was not deep, but only oozing blood, showing Xiao Qing's control of the sword, and also showing his contempt and insult to his opponent.

Perhaps he felt that the one-sided beating was a bit boring, Xiao Qing's long sword circled around the top of Wang Lun's head, and then stabbed straight down, as fast as lightning, and the next moment it could pass through the skull, ending this ridiculous battle.

The people around him were already thinking about the situation on the spot where the blood was splattered, and the madman also frowned, hanging in his robe, with runes surrounding his right hand.

Without warning, the long sword just pierced a bloody mouth on the top of Wang Lun's head, scattering his hair bun, and the blood dripped down the long hair and fell to the ground, and the tattered clothes were now inferior to the beggars on the street, at least they were not covered in blood.

Xiao Qing withdrew the long sword, kicked the corner of Wang Lun, who was still wielding the sword indiscriminately, wantonly contemptuous, as casual as kicking away a dead dog, and said contemptuously in his mouth: "You are like this, killing you is my sword that is dirty, so leave it to the second courtyard to be trained well!" Hahahaha"

The laughter was piercing, and many onlookers laughed in agreement, what threat would such a waste pose to the Third Courtyard? Save it for a joke!

Xiao Qing's humiliation made the onlookers see a joke, and it also proved the authenticity of the madman's sentence that he would not make a move if he did not bully the big with the small, but the true qi dissipated by the madman's fingertips was only known to him.

Su Hang was a little angry, he picked Wang Lun back, settled the wounded, he carried a double sword, Wang Lun was not seriously injured, but the whole person was like a bloody person, and his expression was in a trance. If Wang Lun was killed with a sword, maybe he didn't have so much anger in his heart, he wanted to kill people now, and after living for more than ten years, he wanted to kill people for the first time

It's just that it took him some time to support Wang Lun, so he was late, and there was already a young man in the field holding a red tasseled silver gun and pointing directly at the people in the No. 3 courtyard, with murderous anger in his eyes.

"Who's going to die!"

The angular face, supplemented by light leather armor, seems to be a general standing in front of the ten thousand arrays, and with what he said, he is arrogant.

"I like you! But I'm going to kill you! ”

One person in the third courtyard came out of the crowd, probably less than twenty years old, but his face was full of beard but he was particularly luxuriant, and he was carrying a ring knife in his hand.

"Meng Yun!"

The young man did not answer, and the spear danced out of a spear flower, like a dragon going out to sea. Since it is a discussion, it is necessary to report his name, Meng Yun also wants to directly shoot him over and break his leg bone, if the opponent is Xiao Qing, it is naturally better.

"Hehe, my name is Luo Peiran!"

However, before the words were completely spoken, Luo Peiran had already rushed towards Meng Yun at a very fast speed, and the figure loomed on the way, and it did not appear in a straight line.

"The Third Courtyard has always been known as what Haohao Martial Arts, is it a dignified battle? Why are they so cunning? ”

The corners of Su Hang's mouth twitched with mockery, looking at the people in the third courtyard, he hoped that he could mess up Luo Peiran's heart, and the cultivator still had to be faced.

"We only care about the result, the process is not important, and everything we say is right if we win!" Xiao Qing didn't raise his eyelids to answer Su Hang's question, his gaze fell on the tip of his sword, and there was blood dripping on it, Wang Lun's blood.

There is no point in squeezing each other again, Luo Peiran was not affected in the slightest, but Meng Yun might be distracted.

Luo Peiran's figure was fluctuating, and it was difficult to judge the trajectory and even direction of the knife attack, Luo Yun fell into passivity for a while, so he had to dance the spear in his hand impenetrable, so Luo Peiran naturally couldn't attack, but his true qi consumption was also consumed at a terrible speed, and if it went on like this, it would be a matter of time before he was defeated.

Everyone felt that Meng Yun's defeat was a matter of time, and even he himself had such worries, the exercises he practiced were wide open and closed, and he was upright, but he was most afraid of this kind of erratic grappling exercises.

But Luo Peiran couldn't say anything at this time, he should have wanted to quickly find Meng Yun's flaws through the erratic displacement and treacherous knife, and make a contribution with one blow.

Although he looks rough, he is actually ruthless and cunning in his heart, and he has been nicknamed a poisonous scorpion in the third courtyard.

Today's shot was a bit of a calculation of himself, although the knife forced Meng Yun to defend with all his strength, and even his knife, Meng Yun needed two shots to eliminate it. But the spear is long enough, so the defense range is much larger than ordinary weapons, so the distance he needs to move needs to be longer, and the knife needs to be stronger to threaten Meng Yun, in fact, his consumption is not lower than Meng Yun, and it can even be said that it is even worse.

If Luo Peiran had found that he couldn't make a contribution at the beginning, he chose to distance himself and fight with a knife and a gun, maybe he wouldn't have been so passive, but he overestimated his speed and underestimated the defense of the spear, and now he didn't dare to retreat from the battle circle, and retreating would inevitably be negligent in making a knife, but Meng Yun's spear would not give him this opportunity, so he would inevitably be injured or passive, and the situation would only be worse than now, he couldn't afford it, and the previous competition made this battle a life-and-death.

Meng Yun found that although Luo Peiran's attack was still tricky and ruthless, the strength was a little lower than when he first started, and he didn't know if it was a temptation or he wanted to trap him with a smaller consumption, but he was unwilling to wait.

It should have been like the feet nailed to the ground, took half a step back, stabbed obliquely, repelled the ring knife, and then concentrated most of the true qi in the whole body on the arms, the spear danced, and the move infused with powerful true qi was unexpected, and it also produced a powerful aura, Luo Peiran, who had moved to Meng Yun's back and was about to take out the knife, was blocked by the spear, because Meng Yun took half a step back, the distance of the spear was closer, and even further slapped Luo Peiran's ring knife on his chest.

Luo Peiran was knocked back a few steps along with the ring knife, and he stood firmly, and when he looked up, Meng Yun had already jumped into the air, the spear came out of his hand, and his people also followed, swooping down, forming a strong sense of oppression and might.

If he was hit by this shot, Luo Peiran believed that he would be pierced through a transparent hole, and if he was hit in the chest and abdomen, the powerful impact would be lifeless.

The lazy donkey, which had no sense of beauty, rolled and narrowly avoided the edge of the spear, but the powerful impact brought by Meng Yun's landing still pushed him back for a distance, embarrassed like a stray dog that had been stoned.

didn't have time to care about his embarrassed image at this time, Luo Peiran slashed to the ground with his knife, jumped up with his strength, and blocked Luo Yun's spear.

Meng Yun didn't pursue anymore, he just made a quick move, his arms had borne too much true qi, there was some pain at this time, he couldn't blindly pursue, he needed a good time to quickly solve the battle.

Luo Peiran also took this opportunity to stand firm, and a large amount of dust rose between the two, which obstructed the vision a little, but it could be seen that the two of them were very embarrassed, Meng Yun's arms were torn and ragged, and Luo Peiran was even worse.

Now neither of them is in a hurry to make a move, they are both looking for an opportunity to kill with one blow, and neither of them dares to let the battle drag on.

"Hah"

Luo Peiran shouted, and didn't use that treacherous body style, dignified and upright play, and stepped on the ground with both feet and even stepped on the ground slightly.

Now Meng Yun's situation is actually not suitable for this style of play, but he likes this style of play very much, so he has the same body style, no fancy, his spear is slashed obliquely, and that place is the direction of Luo Peiran's knife.

The sound of weapons clashing did not appear, because Luo Peiran's figure disappeared again without warning, disappearing in the high-speed rush, and then Meng Yun's left arm was covered with blood, fortunately, when Luo Peiran disappeared, Meng Yun naturally dodged, otherwise his left arm might not be protected.

The height of the blood splatters is a bit exaggerated, perhaps because more strength has just been poured into the arms. The same is true for the pain in the arm that increases after the pressure pours down, but it also works much more freely.

"Hey, hey"

Luo Peiran let out a strange laugh and licked Meng Yun's blood on the ring knife.

"I hope you can still laugh after this shot"

Meng Yun slapped a shot on his right arm, and then the gun came out like a dragon, one person and one shot, and the area covered by the attack was not large, but Luo Peiran had a feeling that there was nowhere to avoid, and he was forced to fight head-on.

The two staggered, Meng Yun's spear penetrated through Luo Peiran's left chest, and then was grabbed by his right hand in his hand, between the calcium carbide firelight, he turned around and shot Luo Peiran's mouth, the force was not large, and it just shattered a mouth full of teeth.

"Since Wang Lun is not dead, then I will not kill you"

Meng Yun turned around and left, his arms were bloody, and the beauty he had just won was not without paying the price, and the knife on his right arm was deep and visible.

There are two battles in the second courtyard, one win and one loss, but the two people who played in the battle seem to be injured lightly, three discussions, but only one has passed, in fact, it is tantamount to wheel tactics, come again tomorrow, whether the two still have the strength to fight again, and the people sent by the other party will also be stronger, can they survive, and can they survive?

Su Hang is no longer like this now, now he is standing opposite a group of people in the third courtyard, and he now wants to abolish a person, or simply kill a person.

"I suddenly want to kill someone, I don't know which of you is coming?"

Su Hang hung his swords casually beside his legs, and his tone of speech seemed to be just gossiping, not domineering or murderous, as if he was just inviting his friends to go to the mountains to see the scenery.

"Hehe, he only injured the tail of a crane, do you think we are all such soft eggs?"

The long sword in Xiao Qing's hand pointed directly at Su Hang, and there was still a drop of blood on the sword that would not drop, this drop of blood was naturally very easy, but he didn't.

"Then you're much stronger!"

It was still a sentence that did not contain any emotion, but finally his eyes fell on Xiao Qing, and continued: "Why don't you try to pierce your flying sword on me?" ”

"You're going to die!"

Xiao Qing shook off the blood droplets on the sword, and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Jin Scale.

"You've already fought once, let me do the last one! You say you want him to die, I'll let him die!" ”

Jin Scale's eyes glanced at Su Hang indifferently, with a very contemptuous look, as if he was looking at a sheep tied up by five flowers, leaving only one mouth and a noisy mouth.

"If you come up, I don't have enough reason to kill you, let's come on with the name Xiao Qing, there is no psychological pressure to kill!"

Su Hang's short sword in his right hand pointed directly at Xiao Qing, and a smile bloomed, and his white teeth were a little dazzling in the sun.

Xiao Qing finally couldn't stand Su Hang's provocation, and regardless of Jin Scale's obstruction, he faced Su Hang, his eyes were full of arrogance and cruelty, and he was shocked to think of Su Hang's death.

In his opinion, Su Hang is just killing himself, although he is not a thunderous person in the third courtyard, but he is also a good person, how can he retreat in front of a guy who doesn't know the horns that come out.

"Su Hang, please advise!"

"Hey, hey, die!"

This time, although Xiao Qing also pinched the flying sword trick, but instead of using the flying sword Dolando to attack like before, he held the sword in his hand, and then threw it hard, the sword trick plus the power of throwing, the long sword was as fast as lightning, although the sword was fierce, but after getting out of his hand, the attack method became single.

Su Hang narrowed his eyes, he knew that it would not be such a simple, such a rough way of attacking, even when Wang Lun had no power to fight back, Xiao Qing did not use this kind of attack method that could judge the intention at a glance, so he was very cautious, the short sword in his right hand was in a defensive posture, and his left hand was still hanging down by his leg, so that he could respond at any time.