Mo Nannan was in a hurry, so he completely opened the field and turned into a peacock, and the peacock rose to the sky, and then covered the sky and the earth, and opened the screen.

The peacock is sometimes Mo Nannan, sometimes a sword, flying into the sky, this is the peacock flying southeast, a sword, a person, a peacock, rolling up thousands of aura, a shocking sword!

"The carved cage jade frame is not perched, and I think of returning to the south to dance every night. Bai Yutang took a deep breath, his face was a little serious, and the mountain and river fan in his hand was withdrawn, but he stretched out his right hand, which was as clean and white as snow in the sky.

"Now the haggard people see evil, and thousands of miles are renewed to ask for peacocks. ”

The Confucianism between heaven and earth was vivid, stretched out his hand, and his talent was magnificent, with golden light, like the golden cage that the legend imprisoned the blue bird, suddenly shrouded down.

"Confucian Manifestation of the World!" A bloody light flashed from the pupils of the Shura Tracer mask, and he took a step forward.

Stopping suddenly, he turned around and looked at Gu Lin behind him, but he didn't move but lifted his sword, and he didn't hold it, but kept holding it, and he could stab it out with a sword!

Mo Nannan naturally didn't notice all this, Bai Yutang was too, he couldn't be distracted from the battle, and this peacock was ferocious, like a sword that opened a blade to kill people, Bai Yutang was a little difficult.

"The hot rain is hungry for insects, and the green tail is muddy and golden. For a long time, people can't understand how to fly, and where to return to the sea and mountains. ”

After the word stopped, the Confucian scholar stared even more, a Confucian, a Confucian thousands of years ago, the lost holy soul, condensed again thousands of years later.

"I am Confucian, Confucianism and Taoism are holy!"

Bai Yutang shouted, soared into the air, the golden cage was extinguished, and Baiyutang completely became the heaven and earth, the sage of thousands of years, Confucianism!

This movement drives a law, this movement is the sage Confucianism thousands of years ago, and that power belongs to Bai Yutang but belongs to the deceased Confucian heroic soul!

This force traveled through time and space, time, crossed the wind, crossed the grass, and came to the wasteland, the body of Bai Yutang.

The peacock, the sword, the man, came to the southeast, the peacock flew southeast, a sword, sharp like thunder and lightning breaking through the sky, cold like the cold wind blowing in the southeast.

Facing Bai Yutang, Mo Nannan understood that she was defeated, but just because she was invincible in strength did not mean that she couldn't stab this sword! Even if she was defeated, even if she died, she would stab this sword, she would not retreat if she was Mo Nannan, why was the arrogant peacock afraid of death?

Mo Nannan was very crazy so his expression seemed very calm, it was not decisive, but a kind of naturalness, this kind of heart even Bai Yutang, who was fused with his Confucian soul, couldn't help but move.

Suddenly, the momentum changed greatly!Bai Yutang's speed was even faster, and the speed of the fan was as fast as the wind blowing in an instant!

The water of the three hundred zhang heavenly river in the wasteland was rushing, surging up, and Bai Yutang saw it, so his speed was faster, and he spared no effort.

Mo Nannan couldn't see it, because he focused on this sword, all she saw was that Bai Yutang's speed was faster, so he was more focused and stabbed out this sword more seriously.

Burst!

There is blood flying, flying to the body of the peacock, splashing to the colorful glass skirt, flowing to the peacock feathers on the skirt, so bright red, beautiful that people don't know how to describe it.

This sword pierced Bai Yutang's shoulder, the hilt of the sword was lowered above the shoulder, and Mo Nannan's hand touched Bai Yutang's shoulder, so her face changed greatly, and she looked at Bai Yutang at a loss.

Bai Yutang's expression was very firm, but the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, obviously this sword was very painful, and he couldn't help it as a Confucian, but his right hand holding the fan was still very straight, stretched out behind Mo Nannan, and shook slightly, and opened the mountain and river fan, and opened the Confucianism, for the first time in thousands of years, the true power of Confucianism and Taoism surged.

Talent poured into the mountain and river fan, driving the power of Confucianism and Taoism, completely stimulated the power of the mountain and river fan, thousands of heavenly rivers poured down, thousands of mountains rose to the sky, then there is a beautiful peacock to the mountains and rivers fluttering up, emitting holy light, there are Confucians riding peacocks to come.

The target of the mountain and river fan is behind Mo Nannan, the rolling wasteland Tianhe, a body that covers the sky and the sun rushes up, mixed with this Tianhe, this Tianhe does not know how many miles deep, even if the surging river water that covers the sky, there is no silt at the bottom of the river.

Reading through the "Wandering Notes", you will know that the hanging mountain is called Ying'an Mountain, and the water that flows down is called Zhuanshui, and the real name of this river is "Zhuanhe" in addition to the name of Tianhe.

To the place where the mountain of heaven flows the Zhuan River, there are strange beasts in the Zhuan River, the name is Ran, this is a fish, the body of the fish, the head of the snake, the six legs, its eyes are like horse ears, its sound is like a beast's hiss, a rage can lift the river.

The water of the Zhuan River is as heavy as a mountain, and the river can be lifted by Ran Yi's anger, which is naturally the Zhuan River, how powerful that power is!

Bai Yutang didn't dare to fight hard, so he tried his best to open the mountain and river fan.

The water of the Zhuan River broke through the thousands of long rivers, shattered the majestic majestic mountains, and the power was not one in ten, but it still swept the two of them and suddenly fell towards the Zhuan River!

"Look for death!"

When the wind moved, he couldn't move, because he was very angry, so the blood sword was in his hand, and he swung it out.

The name of the sword in his hand is Shura, and the tenth in the list of 100 weapons! As soon as this sword comes out, it is the sea of Shura blood, so it is called Shura!

The Zhuan River became a sea of blood, and the wind urged this sword with all its might, which was a slash, and the autumn wind was extinguished, so a gust of wind blew on the sea of thousands of blood, and this gust of wind was so sad and miserable, just like the first wind that blew after the ancient battlefield entered the autumn, blowing thousands of war intentions and unwillingness!

The autumn wind extinguished, extinguished the surging river, and halved the power, but it was still thundering, cutting off Ran's three legs!

This piece of Zhuan River was instantly sprinkled with a layer of bright red, like the sunset scattered on the Zhuan River, beautiful but poignant, so the scream spread for ten miles!

This piece of the Lianhe River was dyed red and became even more turbulent, just like the Shura Sea that was cut out with a sword, with just one sword, the desolate beast Ran Yi, who was comparable to the realm of human destiny, was cut off three legs, and fled away in a gray manner, who still cared about Bai Yutang and Mo Nannan who were drifting in the Lianhe River.

Tracing the wind wanted to go into the river to save people, but he couldn't save them, just because there was a person in the ancient forest.

Dressed in a green robe and wearing a high crown of flowing clouds, his body is very tall, so he stands very straight, so it looks even straighter.

His appearance is meticulous, why is it so described, because it is too clean, his dress is meticulous, because it is too neat.

His whole person can only be described as meticulous, like a straight sword, standing in front of him you will think of an adjective in your heart, gentleman.

A gentleman would rather bend than bend, so his person is very straight, his movements are very straight, and even when he salutes, his waist is only bent and cannot be bent.

"Shura Sword, Tracing the Wind. ”

"The second eldest in the academy, Mr. Aomine. ”

The two said at the same time: "Don't come unharmed." ”

"Why are you stopping me from saving people? ”

"You've been saved. "What Qingfeng said was naturally to behead Ran Yu's three legs, and Ran Yu fled and didn't dare to have any thoughts about the two of them, because they were afraid.

"The water of the Zhuan River is not simple. ”

Su Feng said very seriously, so in order to show respect, Qingfeng also replied very seriously: "My junior brother is also not simple. ”

"The people who came out of your academy are too proud, and they will fold when they are proud. ”

A smile appeared on Qingfeng's clean face, as if the clear spring gushing out gave people a feeling of coolness, and he said: "The young man who is not proud has lived this life in vain, and the disciples of the academy would rather die with pride than live this life in vain." ”

"Tracing the wind admires. Aomine's words made Su Feng have to admire, if others say that Su Feng will not pay attention, because the joke is not necessarily funny, but Aomine said that he felt very admired, as if "people" should be like this.

This is the gentleman's words, which are reasonable, and they can prove this reason, so that they can become the principles of a gentleman, and if they can't prove it, it will naturally be a joke that is not funny.

"Is this the bureau of your academy?" Su Feng was puzzled, so he asked, very directly, he was a little angry, because he had a feeling of being deceived.

"It's still your game, you want the attitude of the academy, and the academy naturally has to be generous. ”

"For example?"

"I'm going to take in a disciple. ”

The second eldest of the academy, Mr. Qingfeng wants to accept disciples, if it spreads, I am afraid that the younger generation of the entire Tang Dynasty will besiege the academy, because this news is too exciting, he is Qingfeng, the Qingfeng of the Yellow River with a sword, and save the Qingfeng on both sides of the Yellow River! He is the idol of young people! The worship is almost fanatical!