CHAPTER XXIII

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Three violent sounds, like three muffled thunders, resounded in the sky above Huahai City.

The area where the three divine soldiers and fists slashed each other instantly leveled dozens of high-rise buildings.

From above, there was a lot of smoke and dust.

"Jiang Huaqing, I'm waiting for you in the square. ”

A figure flew up from the smoke and dust, Qin Lang's gaze fell to the place where Jiang Huaqing was, and said loudly.

His words resounded very clearly throughout Huahai City.

Qin Lang's body suddenly shot towards the center of Huahai City, binding Jiang Chen and the others in the direction of the square.

Jiang Huaqing watched Qin Lang's figure gradually disappear, and his eyes were full of strong killing intent.

"Qin Lang, I have spent so much trouble, how can there be only such a means, you will have a time to kneel down and beg for mercy. ”

Huahai City University!

Qiu Yihong fell from the sky and slowly landed at the door, he carried his hands behind his back and looked at the door lightly.

"Qiu Zhenren, you're here!"

At this time, the two cultivators of the Grandmaster Realm hurriedly greeted them.

"How?" Qiu Yihong's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said in an old-fashioned manner.

These two powerhouses of the Grandmaster Realm were from Jinling City, and when they got off the plane, they went straight to Huahai University.

Seeing Qiu Yihong appear, the two couldn't help but feel nervous and happy.

"We can't get through the gates of this school. A grandmaster said with a wry smile, helplessness in his eyes.

When Qiu Yihong heard this, he said lightly, and said with some surprise: "What's the matter?"

"Look. ”

A grandmaster pointed to the entrance of the school, his fingers trembling slightly, as if he had a deep fear.

Qiu Yihong looked in the direction he pointed.

An old man with gray hair, a pair of glasses, and a crisp suit sat in the doorway.

He held the book in his hand, staring at the words on the book with a bright gaze, and was reading it hungrily.

"Who is he?" Qiu Yihong asked lightly.

Although he felt the aura of a cultivator from the old man, he didn't take it to heart.

The aura on the old man's body was extremely weak, and at most he embarked on a path of cultivation.

Such a person could not pose the slightest threat to him at all.

However, could it be that this person scared the two great masters into not daring to go further?

At the moment, Qiu Yihong couldn't help but despise these two people.

Cultivators in the world, even if they are not disciples of the sect, are just a person who has just set foot on the practice, which makes them so frightened and jealous.

"Qiu Zhenren, he is the president of Huahai University, don't look at him as old and weak, but his strength is very terrifying, just now the two of us were easily repelled by him, look at our faces..."

The faces of the two were miserable, and each face had a red handprint imprinted on it.

Qiu Yihong glanced at the two of them coldly, and reprimanded: "Two waste! I want to see what he is capable of." ”

The words fell, with a cold face, with a thick arrogance, and walked to the gate.

Qiu Yihong was at the gate of the school, and he did not mean to stop, but looked forward and continued to move forward.

"Please stay!"

At this time, the book was slowly put down, and a ruddy face was exposed with some wrinkles.

He is He Xibai, the president of Huahai University.

He Xibai closed the book and said with a slight smile to Qiu Yihong.

When Qiu Yihong heard this, he smiled coldly and said, "Are you telling me to stop?"

He Xibai nodded and said, "Who else besides you?"

"Do you know who I am?" Qiu Yihong said.

He Xibai shook his head and said calmly: "I don't know!"

"Then you dare to stop me?" Qiu Yihong smiled disdainfully.

"I don't know who you are, but I know your teacher!" He Xibai smiled and stood up from his chair.

Qiu Yihong was slightly surprised, and said, "I didn't expect you to know about my master, since this is the case, you still dare to stop me?"

He Xibai was a little helpless and said: "It is precisely because I know your master that I will stop you!"

Qiu Yihong's face changed, and he turned angry, shouting, "You want to die?"

The Dao Heavenly Sect is known to everyone in the entire cultivation world, its strength is strong, and its heritage is extremely profound, and in the cultivation world, no one dares to plunder its edge.

When it comes to the name Daotianjiao, how many people do not change color?

He regretted that since Bai knew Qiu Yihong's master, he still blocked Qiu Yihong.

In Qiu Yihong's view, this is tantamount to looking for death!

He Xibai said lightly: "I'm afraid that you will find death!"

The smile on his face retracted, and his eyes stared at Qiu Yihong with a hint of warning.

"I want to see who can let me die!" Qiu Yihong sneered and stepped into the gate.

However, before his feet landed, suddenly, a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart.

It seems that there is a deadly qi that envelops him.

Withdraw!

Qiu Yihong broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and his face instantly turned pale.

He retreated!

Sou!

A bullet that slashed past where he had stood.

A faint streak of blood appeared on his face.

Fortunately, he retreated quickly, otherwise, even a strong person in the Spirit Yuan Realm could resist bullets with his physical body, but even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

There are snipers!

Qiu Yihong's heart sank, and he immediately looked at a building not far away.

On the roof of the building, a smaller figure flickered, and disappeared instantly.

"Why did you quit?" said He Xibai with a faint smile.

Qiu Yihong stretched out his hand to wipe the blood off his face, stared at He Xibai with a cold gaze, and said, "I didn't expect that you would ambush snipers, but since I found out, do you think I will repeat the same mistakes?"

As he spoke, he slowly approached He Xibai.

"What do you mean?" He said as the expression on his white face gradually became solemn.

"What do you mean, of course, I'm using you as a shield!" Qiu Yihong smiled coldly, reaching out like the wind, and he was about to catch He Xibai.

He wants to catch He Xibai, so that he has a shield!

"Ugh..."

He sighed long.

Although Qiu Zhenren just stretched out his hand, it contained the power of the lock dragon, once he caught He Xibai, then it was equivalent to locking the other party's sea of qi. ”

"Qiu Zhenren is from the Daotian Sect, why is it that Bai is just the president of Huahai University, even if he has some disciples, he is still not Qiu Zhenren's opponent. ”

When the two great masters saw Qiu Yihong's move, they immediately complimented them, and they seemed to have forgotten the slap prints on their faces.

Qiu Yihong was also sneering in his heart.

If you talk about his strength, he is not under Xuan Zhen, but the exercises he practices are different.

He easily didn't make a move, and once he did, he would only sit back and wait for death.

Jiang Huaqing's guess was indeed right, there was indeed a Qin family hidden in Huahai University, otherwise, there would not have been a sniper just now.

Even, even He Xibai, the principal who could barely be regarded as a cultivator, stood at the gate of the school to fight them.

Qin Tianxing and the others, he can be sure, are hiding here.

If he is arrested and forced Qin Tianxing and others to submit, then he will be the first to fight Huahai!

Click...

There was a sound of bones cracking.

Qiu Yihong had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he listened to the sound of bone cracking, and seemed to see the other party's miserable and hideous face.

Suddenly, he saw He Xibai and the two great grandmasters, all looking at him.

Especially the two great grandmasters, there was horror and panic on their faces, and even disbelief.

He didn't see a trace of pain on He Xibai's face.

At this time, one of the grandmasters pointed at Qiu Yihong's wrist.

Qiu Yihong was wondering to himself, what is going on?

When he looked down, his face changed instantly.

A sharp pain, down the wrist, invaded the nerves.

"Ahh

Qiu Yihong snorted in pain, and took a few steps backwards one after another, his left hand clasped his right wrist to stop the continuous flow of blood.

His right wrist was all broken, and only a little flesh and skin remained.

He Xibai stood in front of him, like an insurmountable mountain.

"This is Chopping Autumn Wind, you are thirty years ago, why is it a pity for the wind boy in the cultivation world!" Qiu Yihong's face was pale, his eyes were staring at He Xibai, and he said in disbelief.

He finally recognized who the headmaster in front of him was!

He is the wind boy, why bother to be white!

At the beginning, it was a pity that Bai Nai was an unborn genius in the cultivation world, but later because of the special reasons with the Dao Heavenly Sect, he retired.

Feng Gongzi didn't regret that the speed of Bai's shot was extremely fast, which was also the origin of his Feng Gongzi.

His famous stunt is to cut the autumn wind!

"No wonder I hear the name He Xibai so familiar, it turns out to be you!" Qiu Yihong said fearfully.

If he knew that Feng Gongzi was here, even if he was killed, he wouldn't dare to appear here.

"Get out, or die, Huahai University is a place for learning, not a place for bloodshed and killing, you go back and tell Jiang Huaqing, if he is not convinced, I will kill him with my own hands!"

He Xibai picked up the book, returned to the chair, and said nonchalantly.

Although there are not many words, it makes the surrounding killing intent forest!

When Qiu Yihong heard this, if he encountered an amnesty, he hurriedly fled with the two great grandmasters.

When he reached safety, he gasped for breath and his heart was pounding.

"Qiu Zhenren, what's going on, who is he?" A grandmaster saw that Qiu Yihong had suffered a loss, and he was immediately curious about He Xibai's identity.

"He is the one thirty years ago, the Feng Gongzi who crisscrossed the cultivation world, if he hadn't angered the Supreme Elder of this sect and was suppressed by the three Supreme Elders, he would not have retreated!"

Qiu Yihong still had palpitations in his heart, and said in a trembling voice.