"It appeared, Gongzi, the people of Qiankun Academy appeared, they came in from the north gate, there were Lieshan Aotian, Xuantian Sect, Lu Qingxue, and the heads of Confucianism. ”

In the Zhulu Academy, the young man with a broken arm came quickly, and when he arrived in front of Xuanyuan Wenjun, he directly spoke up.

"Oh, it's been a month, it's been a whole month, and it's still appearing, I thought you would be able to shrink back and not come out? Sure enough, it's you, Blazing Mountain Aotian, it's really you. ”

Xuanyuan Wenjun's face showed a bit of coldness, and his figure stood up suddenly, and a root of the green scripture appeared on his forehead.

"Childe, what should we do next. ”

There was also a hatred in the eyes of the young man with a broken arm, after all, the hatred of this broken arm had already become his heart disease, and he didn't want to kill Lieshan Aotian all the time.

"What to do, gather people, notify the people of the Immortal Spirit Academy and the God of War Academy, and make a move together, this time the Qiankun Academy will be completely removed. ”

Xuanyuan Wenjun's eyes flashed with a killing aura, after all, things have reached this point, there is no room for maneuver, either you die, or I die.

"Yes, Son, I promise that none of them will survive. The eyes of the young man with the broken arm showed a hint of murderous intent, and the figure quickly retreated.

Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, a powerhouse of the real realm instantly arrived on the first floor of the Chamber of Commerce, looking at Qin Yuan, who was reading books intently, "Miss, Mu Dao They appeared." ”

Qin Yuan gently closed the book in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "It appeared, it really appeared, it really happened, it was really January, this wooden road is also a person of faith, it seems that today's Red Blood City, that is really going to be lively, the four major academies, the ancient family, the wooden road, I see how you break the situation this time." ”

"Miss, aren't we going to make a move, but just by virtue of Brother Mu, how can he resist the three major academies, as well as the attack of the Desolate Ancient Family, and he is our Elder Keqing. ”

The real person in front of him had also received Yi Yang's favor, and there was obviously a bit of help in his eyes.

"We moved to Red Blood City, we have already helped him once, even if this matter spreads outside, others can't say anything, but if we intervene in this matter, if others seize the handle, we will not have a good life, this battle, we can only wait and see. ”

The book in Qin Yuan's hand fell lightly on the table, and a smile was revealed on his face, this is a confident smile, daring to appear openly is enough to prove that Yi Yang has enough killing moves.

- Early in the morning, Yi Yang, Lieshan Aotian, Xuantian Sect, Lu Qingxue, Bai Jintang, and a thousand Confucian disciples entered the city from the north gate in turn, Feng Wushuang was dressed in a brand-new scholar's robe, which set off her delicate figure and added a bit of heroism to him.

When a group of thousands of people walked to the gate of the academy, countless figures emerged in all directions, front and back, left and right, on the streets on both sides, on the roofs, and on the road, at least tens of thousands of people, all holding weapons in their hands, with a murderous aura on their faces.

A thousand Confucian disciples did not have the slightest panic, it seemed that they had already encountered this result, one by one they were not afraid of danger, but they wanted to come forward to fight, one fought to the death with the demons, and now facing these people, it is not a level at all.

"Brother Xuanyuan, I haven't seen you for a month, you are the one who played. Lieshan Aotian's eyes raised slightly, looking at Xuanyuan Wenjun in the sky, the corners of his mouth slightly pursed.

"Lieshan Aotian, you finally appeared, it's been a month, it's been a whole month, today's matter, I want you to give me an explanation. ”

Xuanyuan Wenjun's body exuded a fierce aura, crushing towards everyone like a raging storm.

Lieshan Aotian's body was also intertwined with a terrifying aura, and the figure directly rose into the air, "Explain, what explanation, you asked me to explain, I haven't asked you to explain, what do you mean, block this place early in the morning." ”

"Lieshan Aotian, you don't pretend to be garlic for me, what's going on with the formation here, a formation mage of my Xuanyuan family, as well as hundreds of disciples of the Zhulu Academy and their courtyard, are all trapped in it by you, how can this account be calculated. ”

Xuanyuan Wenjun's eyes showed an incomparably cold meaning, today he has made up his mind, if Lieshan Aotian still dares to interfere, he will get rid of it in the name of the Ancient Order.

"Isn't this the eldest prince of Xuanyuan? You came menacingly to ask me someone this morning, I have to ask you, this Red Blood City is already His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince, but a private fiefdom, you are chasing the deer, the god of war, and the three major academies of the fairy spirit, without the consent of him, the city lord, and moved here without authorization. ”

"Have you put the law of the dynasty, put him as the city lord in your eyes, I have seen shameless, but I have never seen such shameless, this is the station of my academy, we went out to study this month, and the people of the deer academy entered it without our consent, and did that tricky thing, I haven't settled accounts with you, you came to us first, I said Xuanyuan Wenjun, I have seen shameless, shameless, it can be seen that I have never seen you like this, saying that you are so stubborn, do your family know?"

Yi Yang stood with his hands in his hands, with a bit of disdain and contempt in his face, today's battle, it seems that it is difficult to be good, but these 10,000 people really don't pay attention to it.

"You" Xuanyuan Wenjun's usual gentle and elegant has long disappeared, and the whole person's face is distorted, but he has been holding back for a month, he doesn't care about the life or death of the hundreds of disciples of the Zhulu Academy, he just wants an excuse to kill these thousand scholars.

But now being questioned by others made his heart burn, but he had nothing to say, every word was punishable, and every word was murderous, even if Xuanyuan Wenjun's temper was good, he really couldn't hold it now, and all he had was that monstrous anger.

"What are you, Xuanyuan Wenjun, since you are a bitch, don't think about setting up a chaste archway, today the powerhouses of the three major academies are all present, and it is clear that they want to kill us, since this is the case, don't pretend to be special, it will only make me more disgusting, Confucian disciples listen to orders, and those who have abnormal movements will be killed. ”

The corners of Yi Yang's mouth carried a sneer, a war was inevitable, but it was just to take this opportunity to purge all the forces, and the next step was to force the palace to the Great Xuan King, the three million miles of the Great Xuan Dynasty were all in the palm of his hand, and there would be no shortage of resources, army, territory, resources, and talents.

"Yes, Senior Brother. "A thousand Confucian disciples roared loudly, and one by one they burst out with terrifying righteousness, gathering together, like a river wave, which was endless.

"Little brute, you are looking for death. Xuanyuan Wenjun was furious, and the killing intent in his chest swelled, no matter how good his cultivation was, being humiliated by Yi Yang like this would reach the limit of patience.

"Xuanyuan Wenjun, your opponent is me. The figure of the Burning Mountain Aotian stepped up, and it was instantly blocked in front of him, and the scorching divine light around his body was as terrifying as the blazing sun.

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