"Me too, I just knew!"

Nima!

Reinforcement is so strong!

It's the guy who took out the four treasures of the study and ate by himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Senior Brother Zhang, be careful, he's going to hang up!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, be careful, his poems are very evil!"

"That's right, don't let him write poems, Senior Brother Zhang stop him quickly!"

“～～”

Zhang Xuan turned a deaf ear and stood in place looking at Yu Hui.

Yu Hui didn't seem to be in a hurry, and wrote slowly this time.

In a slow gesture, another word was written.

"Great!"

As soon as this word was shouted, something seemed to be in the air, and suddenly and invisibly exploded.

Yu Hui's figure gradually rose and flew into the air.

Everyone has a faint illusion, an illusion that Yu Hui is dominating the situation.

"Zheng~~"

And Zhang Xuan suddenly came out of the sword, and the invisible sword qi soared into the sky, angrily fighting bulls!

The mighty power rose like a dragon and blasted towards Yu Hui.

This invisible coercion hit everyone, except for Hanlin and Martial King and above, they were barely resisting!

All the people with low realms couldn't help but lower their heads, afraid that this invisible sword qi would be slashed down with a sword!

Coercion strikes!

However, Yu Hui still straightened her body, as if she was not affected in the slightest, and her gaze was firm.

"This time!" Yan Wan looked at the figure. "He's no match for you!"

Pick up the pen and start writing again.

“...... Wind ......"

Yu Hui put down the pen, and after it was written, there was a storm for a while.

An invisible force began to spread, and the vitality between heaven and earth began to become disordered, frantically gathering towards Yu Hui.

"This poem ......"

"It's even more fierce than just now!

"If it's all poems, I feel like the Holy Courtyard will have to change!"

"It's been a long time since I've seen this scene~~"

"Over there, what the hell is going on?"

“......”

Everyone was curious, and they began to gather here for a while.

Crowds are gathering from all directions.

Rumble~~

That's just two words!

Zhang Xuan only felt that Wan Jun's power was pressing, making it difficult for him to move.

The body trembled slightly, especially the hand holding the sword, and almost came out of his hand with a shock.

"Smack~~"

As a last resort, send out a signal for help!

The senior brother from the Discipline Department has come, more and more.

Huang Tian and a few people looked at it, and they felt more and more that it was not very good.

This person is getting stronger and stronger the more he fights, I thought that one senior brother Zhang Xuan was more than enough.

But I didn't expect that so many people still couldn't suppress him!

"What?"

"Who dares to do anything to the law enforcement officers of my Discipline Division?"

"Hurry up!"

“......”

More and more people have come over, and more than a dozen people have joined Zhang Xuan's camp.

"Array!"

I don't know who shouted, but everyone understood.

Soon, the footsteps moved again and again, and everyone stood in a corresponding position, visible to the naked eye, and there was true qi connecting everyone like a horizontal rope.

People entered one after another, and naturally entered the formation, and the sword formation gradually became larger and larger.

"Rise!"

In the center, there is a veteran martial king in command.

Thousands of sword qi shot densely into the air, like a dragon rushing out of the sea to Yu Hui!

Yu Hui suddenly instinctively had a sense of danger!

At this time, his third word was also written!

"Up!"

The wind is up!

At this moment, the wind suddenly blew in the Holy Courtyard!

On the top of the hill where the Tibetan Pavilion is located, everyone saw that the wind suddenly rose from above!

And it's extremely unusual, the wind is extremely strong.

The wind is up!

The wind blew into the sword array, and everyone also found that this wind was not simple, and it was actually beginning to weaken their true qi, weakening the heaven and earth vitality.

This sword array shook in the wind.

"It's too cranky, isn't it!

"I'll count it, there are about fifty or sixty people here, which is already more than half of the strength of the Discipline Division, and I will serve you in the entire Holy Courtyard!"

"Who is this brother? Why haven't you seen it before?"

"I don't care before, after today, this person is considered to be famous in the Fourth Academy!"

“......”

The onlookers were looking at Yu Hui, looking at this huge figure in the air, and they had all kinds of moods.

Amazement, amazement, shock, envy, and even, worship!

"Look, the Elder of the Discipline Division is here, too!"

A figure sped into the formation.

It can be seen that he has a three-inch long beard and a cyan robe.

The middle-aged man in the green robe entered the formation, very casually.

He didn't go to the center, but everyone thought he was standing there, and that was the center!

"What a waste!" the middle-aged man in the green robe scolded. "How do you usually teach you?!"

As he spoke, a seven-foot Qingfeng appeared in his hand and raised it casually!

Shout~~

The sword qi is sharp, breaking through the air and splitting the wind!

Just a moment, the finishing touch, quickly dissolved their weak pavement.

"Shift!" said the middle-aged man in the green robe.

Everyone moved, and soon they were lined up into a seven-star trend, and the sword aura was even stronger.

The middle-aged man in the green robe looked at the figure in the air, so young and immature.

Smaller than everyone below.

"Hit the small one, come the old one!" Yu Hui was helpless.

Now, he was in a situation where a sword hung underneath, as if it was about to come up and kill him at any moment.

Write down,

“...... ......"

“...... Cloud ......"

“...... Fly ......"

“...... Yang ......"

“......”

The first sentence is finished.

Yu Hui groaned loudly. "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!"

Just finished chanting poetry.

The wind rises, the clouds surge!

Changing!

For a while, a hurricane swept by, and the scorching sun didn't know where it was blowing.

Yu Hui's place, the clouds were surging, dense, covering his figure.

He was in the midst of the clouds, and the clouds were surging.

The Southern Courtyard disciples suddenly lost their stature, and their faces showed a look of doubt.

Everyone felt as if the world in front of them had become blurred, and there was an invisible resistance that slowed down their figures.

Tough on the move.

"How is that possible?"

"This sounds like an ordinary verse at first glance, how could it make the Holy Courtyard so excited?"

"How could there be such a big movement?"

“......”

Countless scribes are going crazy, especially when Yu Huicai's first word falls, this momentum is huge!

Let them be dumbfounded!

finally waited until the whole poem came out, inexplicably, even more confusing.

Why is this happening?

There must be something special about this poem!

Where?

Why didn't you find out?

......

"Stack the array!"

The middle-aged man in the green robe ordered.

Some of the disciples jumped up and stepped on the shoulders of their fellow disciples.

The whole team is another queue.

"Old Fang, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, another middle-aged man in a yellow robe entered the formation and asked Qingpao.

"It's tricky!" said the middle-aged man in the green robe. "I don't know where this son came from, and it's extremely difficult. ”

"Let's take it down first! The dignity of our discipline department must be maintained, and everyone is watching!" said the middle-aged man in the yellow robe.

"Okay! let's join forces!" said the middle-aged man in the green robe.

"Good!" (To be continued.) )