Xia Ji directly took off the head of the palace master of the Shadow Academy.

Returning to the Holy Gate in an instant, he first went to his original courtyard.

This yard is well preserved, what it looks like when you leave, and what it looks like.

He took a black and gold robe from the house.

Cut off your black hair and tie it in pigtails.

Go out, carry a human head.

In an instant, they arrived at the open space behind the Temple of the Holy Door.

Blue Moon, Beast Girl, Yaksha has returned, Pang fell to his knees, his eyes were still bleeding, the fight with Tong Xuan just now was too fierce, and he used the Ancient Buddha of Fear.

The situation of the Heavenly King Elder is very bad.

Burning essence blood, burning true yuan, and strengthening the Xuan, has already put his whole person in an extremely weak state.

Even, he had already fallen from the Tian Yuan realm.

The fall of this realm means that the original lifespan of more than 150 years has been lost by half in an instant.

Coupled with serious injuries, he was truly out of oil.

Footsteps rang out.

Only then did the Elder of the Heavenly King open his eyes, and in his eyes, the regent in black and gold robes was carrying a human head and came from far away in the snow.

It was bloody, and there was a lot of red on the ground.

The Heavenly King's eyes lit up, and he was like a return to the light.

Boom!

Xia Ji smashed the head of the evil scholar to the ground.

Elder Heavenly King saw the face of the human head clearly, and his expression showed disbelief.

He said repeatedly: "Okay, good, good! Xia Ji, I really didn't misread you, and the old man really didn't misunderstand the person!"

At the last sentence, he suddenly paused and coughed heavily.

His throat was sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Then he coughed continuously, supported himself on the ground with one arm, the red light on his face was rapidly fading, and his skin collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Relaxed.

"Teacher..."Lan Yue quietly held the one-armed old man in her arms, and she remembered that when she was young, this old man had also had a lot of kindness to her.

Now in a flash, it is like a world away.

The Heavenly King raised his hand and pointed weakly into the distance, pointing at the young man.

Xia Ji frowned, he was a little annoyed that he was late.

The person who set up the formation to block him, he could probably imagine that it must be the person of Dayan, if not, with his own shrinkage into inches, how could it be too late?

"Shadow... Shadow..."

Elder Heavenly King's voice trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

Suddenly, Xia Ji squatted forward, held the hand of the Heavenly King Elder tightly, and said in a deep and resolute voice: "Shadow Academy, I will destroy it with my own hands!!"

As soon as the words fell, Elder Heavenly King fell silent.

The look of excitement also calmed down.

Although he could not say it, the young man understood what he meant, and he always remembered the promise he made to himself.

That... That's enough.

This life is enough.

The old man took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

His lips pursed, and he let out a long sigh, and there was no more sound.

Lan Yue said softly: "The teacher has gone..."

She no longer cared about hiding her relationship with the Heavenly King Elders.

Xia Ji looked down at the old man, and after crossing over, his fairness to himself, his care for himself, and his trust in him all lingered in his heart like a marquee.

The Lord Regent was immersed for a few seconds, and time seemed to stop.

He suddenly turned his head and asked, "Pang Jing, are you okay?"

The blood in the eyes of the giant man with a tiger's back has stopped, his eyes have been opened, but his pupils are a little blood-red, and the urn responds: "It's okay, you can't die." ”

The regent nodded: "Good!"

He stood up, and the remaining disciples of the Holy Gate around him also surrounded him, and in this battle, the headquarters of the Holy Gate was actually killed by Tong Xuan.

Xia Ji swept through the crowd, and the junior brothers and sisters who accompanied him on the temple patrol also died a lot.

Fortunately, Senior Sister Xiang Nuan and Senior Sister Jinghua seem to be safe and sound.

The rest lost their lives forever, their young lives.

Now, the disciples who survived the catastrophe are all staring at themselves.

Xia Ji didn't say a word, he bent down, casually brushed away the snow on the ground, and picked a handful of grass from Bikong Mountain.

Then he picked another handful, and between the palms of his hands, the afterimage was heavy, and he had already grabbed hundreds of weeds in an instant.

Get up and look east.

One step out, the figure is already a hundred miles away.

A moment later.

Others are already on top of a bustling school palace.

The reason for a moment is the time it takes to ask for the path.

At this time, he was standing on the high place of the palace.

Stomp, stomp!

The three great gentlemen seemed to sense the coming enemy and quickly swept in from all directions.

The three-legged stand and wrap the black-and-gold-robed boy in the center.

Feng Rui frowned, he accompanied Murong Tianlong to the Wei Yan border back then, so he knew Xia Ji's face.

But he was stunned again.

Because this boy is the one who should never be here at this time.

He is the regent, why don't he sit in the palace of Wei State, what do you do here?

Feng Rui suddenly laughed proudly: "Little beast, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, there is no door to hell, you break through, today you are here, don't think about leaving again." ”

Han Shiyu and Gongsun Shen looked at their colleagues.

"Mr. Fengda, who is this young man?"

"Hehehe, this little beast is the Holy Son who killed the younger generation of my Shadow Academy Palace back then, and now he is the regent of Great Wei. ”

"This son actually came to my school palace alone, it is really arrogant and ridiculous. ”

The three of them quickly exchanged views.

Xia Ji grabbed a handful of long grass and overlooked the school palace.

Look around.

This shadow palace seems to be divided into two parts, the front palace and the back palace, separated by a yellow wall inscribed with ink treasures in the middle.

Behind the yellow wall, there is a zigzag corridor, and under the corridor is a pool full of red lotuses.

At this time, the pool is covered with snow.

But even this could not hide the extremely strong smell of blood in the pool.

Apparently the viscous pool was blood.

Further back from the pond is a courtyard that grows deeper and deeper.

At the end of the day was a small fast, and the silence in the fast was deep and empty, obviously similar to a forbidden place.

If you want to come to the "Mountain Character Sutra", "Boiling Blood Demon Skill" and other mystical methods, they are hidden in the forbidden land.

Just a moment.

Footsteps have come from all directions.

The elite disciples of the Academy Palace surrounded them from several places.

"Kill him!!"

A joking command fell.

The elite disciples of the Academy Palace stepped on the top of the palace and outflanked the young man of their age in the middle of the four directions.

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

Xia Ji didn't react, he shook his head, looked at the foreign country, and suddenly sprinkled the grass in his hand.

A hundred and ten long grasses were only in the air, as if they were frozen by a spell.

Every meadow is soft and fluttering with the wind.

But it was suddenly tense, full of energy.

It seems to be alive.

Driven by the Xuan Qi, the Body-Breaking Sword Qi has evolved again.

Each sword qi used the barren grass as the medium, like a knife, surrounding Xia Ji's side.

Brush Brush Brush!!

A hundred and ten sword auras shot out.

haunting at Xia Ji's side.

The original disciples around him were separated in an instant.

Feng Rui was startled, he reached out and sucked out a red lotus knife from the red lotus blood pool, stepped on the ground, and shot high with the knife.

The red light was bloody, but there was a long grass on the other side.

Feng Rui moves the knife to slash.

The two swords touched.

The Qi-Breaking Red Lotus Knife is facing the long grass.

Click...

The Red Lotus Knife is broken!

The weed was castrated, and it swept directly over Feng Rui's body.

Tian Yuan's Xuan Qi shield broke.

The grass easily cut off his head.

One of the three great gentlemen of the Shadow Academy, the biggest force in the Yan Kingdom, was not Xia Ji's enemy.

The black-robed boy stood silently.

At this time.

A hundred and ten grasses flew in the air.

One hundred and ten knives.

Xia Ji's expression was ancient and waveless, standing on the eaves of the Exotic Academy.

There was a hellish wail all around.

"Ahhhh

At first, the excited, battle-filled killing roars of the disciples of the Shadow Academy Palace quickly collapsed and turned into a roar like an escape.

What's the use of escaping?

Xia Ji stood on the roof, the long grass around him, searching for the living every moment.

After searching, the grass will carry the Xuan Qi and cut it down directly.

Xuan Qi gives life to these grasses.

This makes them the most feared birds of prey in the world.

Slaughter!

This is a total one-sided slaughter!

Even Gongsun Shen and Han Shiyu, who are famous for Wei Yan, can only hold out for two or three seconds longer than ordinary disciples in this absolute power crushing, and the ending is no different.

Destroy the withering and decaying, slash, crush.

This has been hostile to a force for nearly a thousand years, and the seeds of the younger generation are also dying rapidly.

It's the end of fate.

The weapon used by Xia Ji was not a divine weapon magic knife, but just a handful of grass from Bikong Mountain.

The grass is nameless, but it has grown in the Holy Gate for decades, even centuries.

It is taken from the Holy Gate, so it represents the Holy Gate.

Xia Ji stood on the highest slightly upturned eaves of the school palace, surrounded by swords and swords, and the heads of people were rolling under his feet.