Chapter 160: The Writer

With the arrival of the man, the situation in the field became strange again.

Shen Yu's sword hand relaxed a lot.

The tall and gentle man was the little-known Confucian sage mentioned by Su Mo, and Shen Yu had also had a brief conversation with him in front of the Lingyun List of the Academy, although he had not observed his realm, but his demeanor could also be seen.

The mysterious assassin's eyes narrowed, his back slightly bent, and his eyes were filled with great jealousy and puzzlement.

The elegant man walked to the bridge and stood quietly, and suddenly spoke, but instead of facing the assassin, he looked at Shen Yu, and asked, "Do you see that?"

Shen Yu said lightly, "I can see it now."

The elegant man turned his head and said with a smile, "Now that you can see it, the world-famous killer Yu Da doesn't have to pretend to be a ghost like this."

When the mysterious assassin heard this, he shook his head a little boredly, and then the fear and shock in his eyes disappeared, as if all were disguised, replaced by a look of indifference and a hint of banter.

"How do you see that?" The mysterious assassin spoke lightly, and his voice changed from a middle-aged man to a hoarse old voice, and at the same time, the other party's realm began to rise like a whale in the sea, and it was crazy to rise in a small area of the bridge with an extremely exaggerated degree.

Cultivator of the Upper Three Realms!

If Fang Cai is in this realm, Shen Yu, who has already fallen sharply, may really be more than lucky.

The elegant man seemed to turn a blind eye to the skyrocketing realm of the other party, and said, "Ninety percent of the people in the imperial capital have a detailed identity record in the academy, but unfortunately, you are not among those ten percent."

The tall man turned his head and explained with a smile at Shen Yu: "This person's name is Yu Youdao, he is a famous killer in the world, and he can be regarded as an unborn old monster, he knows that no matter whether the assassination is successful or not, there are people in the academy who can deduce the battle situation at that time, the appearance and even the realm of the killer, so he took a lot of trouble to disguise himself, well... It's really deliberate."

Shen Yu's expression was indifferent, and at that moment just now, he finally knew where the dangerous feeling that something was wrong came from.

The other party, as a top killer, deliberately imitates the form and consciousness of a third-rate killer, just like when the prime minister of the dynasty judges the case as a seven-rank magistrate, no matter how realistic it is, there will always be an inevitable sense of incongruity.

This kind of obviously premeditated and carefully calculated assassination made Shen Yu's face a little gloomy,

When Yu Youdao heard this, he became vigilant against the person in front of him at this moment, and said cautiously: "If according to what you said, this is not a big spring in the city, why haven't I moved in the imperial capital for so long?"

The elegant man's smile remained unchanged and said, "Naturally, there are other reasons, but you don't need to know yet."

"Oh?"

Yu Youdao knew that he couldn't get any more information, so he said with a smile, "Dare to ask Mr. What is the ranking of combat power in the academy?"

Rao is a sage, a sage, and a gentleman in the academy, and there are three, six, nine, and other levels in the combat power, and this information is extremely important.

The academy man put his hands behind his back and said lightly, "Yan Shigu, a teacher is a teacher, and he is not a master."

Yu Youdao's mind changed quickly, there was no information about this person in the intelligence, and he should be one of the last few people in the academy.

As soon as he thought of this, Yu Youdao was relieved, although he had some regrets, but he looked at Shen Yu and said with a smile: "This time it is your fate, we will have a period later."

Yan Shigu said indifferently, "According to the rules of the academy, cultivators in the imperial capital take action without authorization, and they need to be escorted back to the academy for disposal."

"Haha, Xiao'er, if the old guy from one of the three masters of the academy comes here, the old man will kneel on the ground and kowtow without saying a word to admit his mistake, as for you... If you're interested, try Lao Tzu's skills, hahaha."

The three realms of Daomen True Immortals, close to the end of the world, are not just empty words, not to mention a mere city.

The mysterious assassin who was no longer in the realm of disguise had already made up his mind that he would never come to this broken place again after leaving the city, only to see a violent wind sweeping up the heavens and the earth, and Yu Youdao rose to the sky, scattered in the air, and turned into a god in an instant

Hundreds of black shadows flew in all directions, covering the sky and the sun like locusts.

"Each doppelganger has a flow of aura, and there is no real or void to see."

Shen Yu looked at it for a moment and asked, "What do you say?"

The elegant man put his hands behind his back, shook his head and said, "I can't run."

Yu Youdao hid in a phantom that covered the sky and the sun, and flew towards the west of the city, this was the escape route that had been thought out for a long time, and for some reason that had already been negotiated, the city gate in the west of the city was as empty as if it were empty.

In Yu Youdao's opinion, as long as he gets out of the cage of the imperial capital, he can leap at will, even if it is a academy, how can he endure it?

The center of his mind turned sharply, but his body did not stagnate, and he instantly crossed the roofs of countless houses, as if he realized that something was wrong, and his face was full of ghosts.

At his speed, it stands to reason that he had already arrived at the west gate of the city, but at this time, he was still wandering straight somewhere in the city, and he didn't even see the shadow of the west gate of the city.

For the first time in his life, Yu Youdao was so flustered, straightened his body, and said sharply, "Pretend to be a ghost!"

Moment.

The heavens and the earth darkened, and the buildings in the imperial capital disappeared like phantoms, and the surroundings were pitch black, and the ground where the old man stood turned into horizontal and vertical lines.

It's like a chessboard.

The only difference is that there is a flowing color on the horizontal and vertical lines, which is mighty and upright.

Yu Youdao's face was gloomy, and he scolded: "It's the Confucian method of these disgusting people again, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will go to the academies all over the world, and destroy the Taoist hearts of those young students you regard as treasures, and then slaughter them one by one, and go to your mother's education."

The tall man's face was expressionless, but the golden light in his eyes became more and more brilliant.

Yu Youdao's internal qi was circling wildly, and the violent spiritual power of the upper three realms was ready to be released, and his face did not change on the surface, and he sneered: "Why, just with this broken chessboard, you want to trap me here, and then wait for someone from your academy?"

Yan Shigu ignored the other party's secret small movements, and said, "Do you know why this is the only place in the entire imperial capital that shields the heavenly machine?"

"Huh? Tell me about it." The old man pretended to be curious and stalled for time.

The tall man said softly, "One of the reasons is because the emperor needs such a place to enforce the rules of the academy, and the three masters of the academy don't want to see killing under their noses every day."

For the first time, Wen Wenru looked at the other party seriously and said, "No one has come here, because from a long time ago to the present, this place was originally the only one in charge."

Yu Youdao was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't hide the panic on his face, and shouted, "You are the writer of the academy!"

Writer is a very special word, but as the name suggests, it is also very simple.

The person who wrote the whole college.

Write about good and evil, and write about life and death.

A few years ago, it was Li Qinglian, an outcast of the academy, and even more recently, it was an old man who didn't know his name.

But no one in the current imperial capital knows who the writer of the academy has changed.

But what made the old man panic was that during the conversation in a prestigious mansion in the imperial capital, the other party personally told him that if such a person appeared, he could choose to run away as soon as possible or... Commit suicide.

The chessboard instantly shines.

At the same time, Yu Youdao's whole person turned into a raging black flame, like a black phoenix, and the flames were monstrous, crashing towards the highest sky of the chessboard.

This blow contained all the strength of the old man, and even added his own ten years of realm Dao as a price, without the slightest reservation.

Seeing this scene, the tall middle-aged man made a twist shape and pressed down gently, as if he had placed a chess piece on the chessboard.

Heaven and earth are like a chessboard, with only a few dozen sons.

On the chessboard, I saw a black chess piece of the same width as heaven and earth falling from the top of the sky, and the breath was full of light.