Chapter 802: Three-Foot Light Prison

Luo Qingyin has been too famous recently, and after he started with Ma Jun, someone immediately sold the news to Baixiaotang, causing a large group of people to gather around without knowing when.

Countless people poured down from the tower, surrounding the vicinity, and the teleportation platform was not idle for a moment...... No matter which direction she went, she couldn't safely get through the crowd!

The corner of his eye swept past the corner of the Dengyun Tower, Luo Qingyin pretended to be unable to parry, and slowly retreated from the corner.

There were the least number of people in the corner, and when they saw Luo Qingyin retreating, they were worried that they would be affected by the battle, and the circle around them also retreated with her......

Seeing that she was about to retreat to the wall, Ma Jun's eyes were as sharp as a wolf, his whole body was murderous, his hand waved, and the blood on the tip of the knife rolled down drop by drop: "If you don't want to die, follow me!" ”

However, just as the blade was about to touch Luo Qingyin, a sudden wind suddenly rose, and there was one more person beside Luo Qingyin.

With a hint of coolness, the morning breeze gently lifted his falling hair in the drifting mist, his figure was like a Zhilan jade tree, and his warm face was shining like jade, as if he had stepped out of a painting.

Hua Qianye!

He's finally here!

Hua Qianye wore white gloves that flowed like the moon on his hands, and his two fingers gently clamped Ma Jun's blade, and the blade that had been slashed by the Five Elements Sword with countless cracks was under his fingertips, and he couldn't move forward even a bit.

Time seemed to freeze in that moment, and a group of viewers looked at the gentle young man who appeared next to Luo Qingyin in shock, and only after three seconds did they burst into a burst of screams.

"Heroes save beauty!"

"What a touching picture!"

"Who is he? Who is he? Who the hell is he?! ”

"I want to marry him!"

Luo Qingyin was also stunned.

He clamped the tip of Zhan Fengzi's sword, and she had nothing to say, after all, her cultivation was a realm apart.

But Ma Jun is a martial artist.

How did he do it in the same rank?

"This kind of knife...... Too bad. Hua Qianye smiled like a spring breeze at the corner of his lips, and then his fingers were slightly forced, only to hear a crisp sound of "pop", and the knife fell apart along the crack.

Ma Jun almost spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

The expression on his face was one that could not hide his fear.

He is Wuhou Xiuwei!

The dignified Martial Marquis was so easily cracked the attack, and even destroyed the weapon even more easily!

A high-quality weapon, even if it is full of cracks, cannot be easily destroyed.

Ma Jun almost roared out this sentence.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Those present were equally full of questions.

They didn't even look at how Tsinghua Qianye came about, let alone find out the depth of Hua Qianye.

Luo Qingyin, a military general who has been promoted for less than two months, can fight with Wuhou to this extent, which is shocking enough, and after Hua Qianye came, this shock instantly expanded to the extreme.

They could do this with just two fingers, and they didn't dare to imagine how high the cultivation of the person in front of them was!

Wuhou?

Warrior King?

Or even Wu Zong?

Is there such a young Martial King in Cangyun Continent?

Jimo unintentionally slowed down, and finally pushed aside the crowd and rushed over, seeing Hua Qianye and Luo Qingyin standing there, he exhaled silently, stood beside Hua Qianye obediently, took out a bottle of wound medicine and handed it to Luo Qingyin.

On him, the red robe of the Xuanfeng Academy Array Pavilion was very conspicuous, and someone immediately exclaimed, "Xuanfeng Academy? Could it be that he ......? ”

"Xuanfeng Academy, Array Pavilion, Hua Qianye."

Hua Qianye gently spit out nine words, and with a slight wave of the white embroidered dark pattern trimmed Liuyun sleeve, a circular white light rose from under Ma Jun's feet, and suddenly imprisoned him in a three-foot place.

The horse rushed forward and backwards, but he couldn't pass through the transparent light prison, but under the white light, his eyebrows looked pale and calm.

No one paid attention to him, and all the onlookers were watching Hua Hua Qianye scream.

"Grandmaster Huada!"

"In my lifetime, I actually saw the youngest Formation Formation Grandmaster in history!"

"Grandmaster Huada accepts me and accepts me, I want to enter the Xuanfeng Academy Formation Pavilion!"

"Ahhh

In the midst of the screams, Hua Qianye turned his face sideways and asked with concern, "Is the injury serious?" ”

"Thank you, mentor, for saving the scene in time." Luo Qingyin's heart completely relaxed, gritted his teeth and sprinkled the medicinal powder on the wound, endured the pain and pulled the corners of his mouth, "Don't get in the way, let's go back first." ”

Hua Qianye nodded: "Okay." ”

The black-clothed man brought by Ma Jun had all the weapons across his chest, staring at the three of them vigilantly, in case Hua Qianye was caught off guard.

However, Hua Qianye had no intention of making another move, his eyes were like water, his face was smiling, and he walked towards the gate of the Cloud Climbing Tower as if he was stepping on the blue sky and white clouds.

As he walked, the man in black was intimidated by his might and retreated until he moved out of the way, leaving him a middle way.

Just as he crossed the threshold, Ma Jun couldn't help but hiss, "Grandmaster Huada, we have no enemies in the past and no grievances in the near future......"

Hua Qianye's footsteps did not stop, and he crossed the threshold leisurely, before turning around, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were cold: "There was no hatred in the past, and there is no injustice in the near future?" You know, you're hurting my students. ”

Ma Jun choked for a moment, and asked again: "...... this light prison?"

Hua Qianye officially turned around, and in Ma Jun's gaze with a little expectation, his voice was like a sandalwood bead falling on a jade plate, which was very clear and beautiful.

"Qingyin, Wuxin, today as the first session of the practical class, I will talk to you about the light prison." Hua Qianye's white clothes were like snow, his eyebrows were as thin as clouds, and his voice was neither light nor serious, "The three-foot light prison is the most special kind of personal trap, and it was originally used in the torture hall to punish the gentleman on the beam who came out at night to steal chickens and dogs...... If you keep the light prison for more than four hours, you will be considered to have passed. ”

The crowd of onlookers burst into laughter.

Ma Jun's face was red and blue.

The dignified Wuhou was used as an example of class, not to mention, he was also bound to become a gentleman on the beam who stole chickens and dogs.

I'm all in shame!

Jimo Wuxin asked with a curious expression, "Mentor, how long can your cloth light prison last?" ”

"Usually the light prison does not exceed twelve hours." Hua Qianye said with a smile, "I haven't calculated the exact amount, you can come down tomorrow to see if he's still there." ”

Jimo Wuxin immediately glanced at Ma Jun, "Okay." ”

Hua Qianye said: "Let's go back first, and we can come out to do experiments later." ”

Then, in the midst of everyone's attention, the three of them walked into the Ascending Tower, stepped onto the teleportation platform, and completely disappeared in front of them.

Ma Jun: "......"

On the way back to the room, Luo Qingyin stared thoughtfully at Hua Qianye's hand.

Hua Qianye raised his hand and gently took off his gloves: "I want to know why?" ”

The whole body of the glove is shining with a slight brilliance like moonlight, not stained with mortal dust, Luo Qingyin seems to understand a little: "The key is the glove?" ”

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