The man in black was extremely fast, and there was an afterimage behind him. At this moment, Feng Wansan was stabbed in the left eye, and the severe pain made his whole person stagger, wanting to chase the man in black, but he was powerless.

Feng Wansan roared again: "The man in black." Don't let me meet you again, or I'll tear you to shreds to relieve the hatred in my heart. ”

Spiritual power is a very magical energy. Cultivators with spiritual power are not only amazingly destructive, but also have many unpredictable abilities. Spiritual power, spiritual power, is the power of spirituality. Therefore, after Feng Wansan's voice was infused with spiritual power, it was like a lion and a tiger, a true dragon and a true phoenix. His voice was angry, majestic, and condescending. This sound is transmitted in almost every corner of the Ichthyosaurus Academy.

Come to think of it, anyone who is stabbed in the eye by someone else will be so angry.

At this moment, Feng Wansan's voice resounded through the heavens and the earth. It was a sleepless night for everyone inside the Ichthyosaurus Academy. Because in the Ichthyosaurus Academy, from time to time there was a roar of anger to a few points.

Feng Wansan covered his eyes with his hands, and he silently operated his own exercises, mobilizing the spiritual power of his body in the part of his left eye.

At this moment, a team of staff who had been patrolling the Ichthyosaurus Academy at night followed the source of the sound and quickly arrived. They wanted to see who was making such a scream of grief and anger.

The patrol crews who had been waiting for this group came closer. The patrol captain stared at Feng Wansan opposite. The captain recognized Feng Wansan in an instant. So the patrol captain bowed respectfully and said, "Meet Professor Feng." Professor Feng, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Feng Wansan was stabbed in the left eye, and he was in pain, and he didn't pay attention to the patrol leader at all. He just took care of his own exercises and spiritual power around his body to repair the wounds in his eyes.

Rao is Feng Wansan's ignorance of the patrol team's staff. But these staff members, knowing the identity of Professor Feng Wansan, faced him one by one, they were silent, and they didn't dare to call one, but just bowed down respectfully to worship him.

At this moment, there was a touch of fiery red in the sky, breaking the dead silence and darkness of the night. The fiery red and dark night are intertwined, like a flame burning the sky, which is very spectacular.

This touch of fiery red is moving at super high speeds. After a while, this fiery red came to the sky above Feng Wansan's position. At this moment, from above, a figure descended from the sky. After this figure landed, it was a white-haired old man. The white-haired old man waved his sleeves, and the fiery red in the sky disappeared without a trace.

Follow the gaze of the crowd. This white-haired old man was no stranger, it was the dean of the Ichthyosaurus Academy.

The dean looked at Feng Wansan, who was covering his eyes, and then waved his hand, signaling the patrol staff to retreat. Within the Ichthyosaurus Academy, the dean is the unquestionable absolute leader. The patrol staff retreated with great interest.

The dean, on the other hand, whispered to Feng Wansan, as if they were communicating something. The two of them didn't talk for a long time. And the dean of the fish dragon is big sleeves for a while, and the sky has a touch of fiery red. That's right! This fiery red color is exactly the light of the Ichthyosaurus Academy. This fiery red halo wrapped the dean and Feng Wansan all together, and they shot straight into the sky, and soon disappeared without a trace.

On the other hand, the man in black was extremely cautious. He shuttled through the Ichthyosaurus Academy at high speed. The paths he took were sparsely populated paths or shortcuts. He ran like this for a long time before he stopped.

He's going around in circles. I have to say that this man in black is extremely thoughtful. He deliberately moved around the academy at high speed, and kept going around in circles. This will prevent someone from following him.

When the man in black was sure that no one was following, he mustered all his strength and went straight to the courtyard of herringbone No. 81. The man in black jumped into the courtyard of eighty-one.

The man in black took out a key, opened the door of the courtyard, and walked inside. The man in black staggered at this time, swaying, slowly and slowly. He walked into the bedroom with great difficulty.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, the man in black collapsed on the big bed. He gasped for a long time on his big bed before he sat up gradually. He slowly took off his black clothes. After taking off his black clothes, there was the figure of a young man.

That's right! The man in black is none other than Fan Wuji.

Fan Wuji sat on the big bed, gasping for air. His whole face was pale and haggard, and his body didn't know how many openings had been cracked, and blood kept spilling out of his mouth.

At this time, he took out the flint, lit the fire, and burned the black clothes he was wearing. Then he stood up and rubbed himself medicine to stop the bleeding. When his injuries stabilized, he struggled to his feet and walked around the courtyard three times. He wiped away all traces of blood and evidence that he was the Man in Black.

After doing all this, Fan Wuji did it again on the bed, he looked a little tired. He looked at the injuries around him and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It is said that this time the fight with Feng Wansan is just a battle of will. But the two of them were fighting, and they were angry. The battle between the two people has evolved into a life-and-death struggle.

Fan Wuji sat on the bed and said to himself, "This time I got into a lot of trouble. This Feng Wansan's cultivation has obviously reached the level of the Spirit Sea, and I am far behind. If it weren't for him underestimating me, and my sharp swordsmanship, I would have reached the realm of entering the house, and I would have hurt him. If he's serious, I'll lose more and win less. ”

After speaking, Fan Wuji fell into a short period of thought. He thought for a moment and continued to mutter, "But this time, I have experienced the power of the Spirit Sea level. Fortunately, Feng Wansan can't find out my true identity. And my identity in the academy is a freshman in a scum class. Who would have thought that a freshman in a scum class would hurt an academy professor? But my physical injury can be the biggest loophole. Once my injuries are seen by Feng Wansan, most of them will reveal the identity of the man in black. Headache. ”

"It seems that this is the only way. Fan Wuji said after thinking again.

Then Fan Wuji sat upright on the bed, he sat cross-legged, and ran a magical method. The next moment, he took out the small bronze mirror in his arms.

"Mirror, mirror, you can help me. Fan Wuji muttered to himself as he stroked the bronze mirror.

This small bronze mirror, although unpretentious, is quite spiritual. At the same time as Fan Wuji spoke, the bronze mirror seemed to understand, and it trembled slightly a few times, and then emitted a soft halo.