"Master!"

Seeing this, some of the birds and beasts scattered and fled, while others were stunned and wanted to fight with Jiuzhong Spring to regain their master.

Seeing more than a dozen people rushing towards him with weapons, Jiuzhong Quan still didn't care.

"It's really looking for death."

With a sneer, he held Yi Laoxuan in one hand, erected a halberd in the other, and slammed it to the ground.

Suddenly, the energy emanated from all directions, and the powerful coercion swept in all directions, and the approaching Confucian scholars were immediately swept out, and the first few people were even rushed into their minds by the coercion on the spot, and died in a muffled voice.

"Uh...... Uh......" Hearing that the students behind him had met with misfortune, Yi Laoxuan was in deep pain, and he desperately wanted to break free from the shackles of the Nine Springs. But the strength in his hand did not decrease but increased, which made it difficult for him to breathe, and his life was in danger.

Seeing such a situation, some of the Confucian scholars who were swept out tried to get up again and rush back.

Looking at their deathless appearance, Jiuzhongquan seemed to be a little amused, and shifted his gaze to the angry Yi Laoxuan's face: "You say, your disciple, how many waves can I kill?" ”

Yi Laoxuan was obviously even more annoyed, and at the same time there was an irrepressible look of despair.

When he heard the footsteps behind him coming again, his heart was extremely painful. The strength of this person in front of him, even if they rush up, it is useless, and they are just sent to death in vain......

The pupils reflected the bodies of those Confucian students, and as they approached step by step, the smile in the eyes of the Nine Fountains became even stronger.

He slowly raised his hand and grasped the halberd. At the same time, the scarlet aura flowed down his arm.

However, seeing that countless Confucian lives were about to disappear, at the critical moment, the long-lost figure reappeared!

"Drink!" Yuan Gong bandits gathered, Jiuzhongquan raised his eyebrows coldly, and his strong strength burst out in an instant.

But just before everyone was affected, before the scarlet pressure covered the surroundings, time seemed to pause for a moment, and a hundred ink rains fell across the sky, and then Qingya Academy was clear!

"Keep your men!"

A shout, accompanied by a clear and plump spirit, the handsome figure came to resolve the boundless danger.

At the same time, the smell of ink diffuses with the energy of the Nine Springs. The moment he stepped lightly on the ground, the chronicle in the hand of the comer flipped over, and the ink characters were lined up horizontally, as if the sun was shining with stars.

"Oh......" Jiujuizumi looked at the extraordinary comer, and there was a slight curiosity in his eyes.

However, the speed of the law and ink made it impossible for Jiuju Spring to look at his opponent. With the flying ink words splitting the head and covering the face, the law and ink stepped forward at the same time, and the ink danced in the palm of the hand, like a long snake that took off and scared away.

"Let him go!" Law Mo Gao shouted.

The ink converges in mid-air, and immediately condenses again after being torn apart by the halberd. Feeling that his strength was unprecedented, Jiuzhongquan did not dare to underestimate the enemy, and pushed away Yi Laoxuan in the palm of his hand with one hand, and the halberd rod was immediately thrown out of his hand, and it rotated around his body.

The flying ink struck horizontally and vertically, shattering the old stone bricks on the ground. Lu Dingmo took Yi Laoxuan with a palm, and then pushed him to the distance with a backhand, and he ran towards the Nine Springs without hesitation.

Gray smoke filled the air, and the group wrapped the body of the Nine Springs inside. Suddenly, Lu Dingmo also jumped close to him, and the two fought quickly in the confused vision.

In front of his eyes was dust on one side, and black ink on the other, so mottled that he could barely see the attack. Without showing the slightest cowardice, he was spurting his blood, shaking his whole body, and fighting to the death with all his strength.

A pain in the thigh, and a pain in the elbow and wrist. Jiuzhongquan was surprised, only to see the law of the ink flow vigorous, in the sand and dust like a long dragon swaying in the clouds, more than 100 rounds of close handover, he was able to stand in an invincible position.

The pain quickly spread through the nerves of the Nine Springs, which made him feel even more excited, and at the same time, an indescribable heartiness rose from it.

Unexpectedly, it was he who underestimated this rotten place just now. It turns out that this Qingya Academy really has a master in charge, so it is worth the trip that I came here this time.

With a ruthless thought, Jiuzhongquan accompanied the posture of becoming more and more crazy as the more he fought, and the true qi of the sea of qi burned into his hand, and he opened a domineering power that split smoke and broken stones: "Really...... Interesting! ”

With a rumble, a deep crack opened in the ground. The sharp air pressure cut the rope ornament on the cuffs of the Ryudingmo, scattering the light white spikes all over the ground.

Lu Dingmo's eyes were sharp, his toes nodded dexterously, and his body retreated like eagle wings.

At the same time, the "Nioh Chronicle" came into play, and the pages of the book were like forest leaves, and the ink words were like a tide, and they were once again listed and appeared in the air!

“…… Inscription Qingfan Waterfall! ”

Siye Guangdu sage text, vibrating sleeves swept the mountains and rivers. The hearty sharp light, the shadows of black and white, and the dense Confucian characters are hundreds and thousands, and the shadows are like waves in an instant, and they rush to the enemy in front of them with great speed!

It is difficult to deserve the might, and the great anger of the Confucian people who help the world means that the divine power of the head of the three sects of the Nether realm has reappeared in the world.

The flow of ink is fragrant, and each text is a splendid article, which is the profundity of a thousand words. Seeing this, Jiuzhongquan didn't dare to ignore it, and burst with all his strength, and the long halberd bypassed from behind: "Jiuye Chifeng!" ”

Xuan He's aura was scarlet and terrifying, and it suddenly burst into the air, surging into the air, mingling with the drifting blood mist. The furious momentum is like a shark cracking the waves, and the clusters take off, smashing the oncoming ink characters.

Greet each other in both directions, even if the courtyard is empty, it also seems cramped. The Confucian scholars who were guarding the rear were immediately blown away by the gale, and the surrounding study hall tiles were shattered, and they fell like rain.

"Be careful!" Yi Laoxuan staggered with an unsteady pace, escorting the students towards the back mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, the fierce sound from the Mountain Academy hit one after another, and Yan Daju and the others also felt a little surprised.

The aftermath swept away, the trees in the middle of the mountain shook, and the fallen leaves rustled all over the mountain. Like scattered golden rain, it looks even more beautiful from a distance.

However, at the heart of this beautiful scene, the killing machine has gone to extremes step by step.

Lu Dingmo saw that the teachers and students of the academy had left, and he had no worries.

He had just woken up from a coma for the first time, and after many days of pranayama and recovery, his strength was extremely abundant at the moment. This battle was hearty, he shook his spirit, stretched out his left hand, and the crystal-colored stringed piano flew into the air, and he started again!

A twist of silver strings, the bright light of water into the eyes, and at the same time the wave-like string sound reappears in the world.

"Hurry, be punished!"

Without delay, the body of the piano spun rapidly, and the scattered ink characters in the other hand continued to pour into the strings of the violin, sending out the sound of the wind and the waves of heaven and sea that fused the two.

The pressure was even higher, and Jiujuquan was still able to take it hard at first, but after a few more rounds, he felt very struggling.

The sound of the piano lingers in his ears, and it has the effect of suppressing his internal strength. Jiuzhongquan was disgusted, and with an angry roar, the sound of the piano was broken, and at the same time, his footsteps stepped forward quickly, and he waved his halberd, awe-inspiring!