The stars are sparse in the night, and the black magpie flies south.

The extremely dim starlight sprinkled on the mountains and rivers of the counties and counties of the Southern Jin Kingdom.

On this day, the Southern Jin Dynasty was even sadder than the dead lord of the country.

The duel between the academy's junior uncle and the sword saint Liu Bai soon came to an end, and this matter spread throughout the Southern Jin Dynasty at an extremely exaggerated speed, and then spread to the entire world, and in just half a day, everyone in the world knew the news of the sword saint's defeat.

Ordinary people don't know what the deep meaning behind this incident is.

However, the monks who had stepped into the cultivation world did not recover from this news for a long time.

The Sword Saint Liu Bai is like a towering majestic peak, appearing in the state of mind of every cultivator from afar, and unlike the powerful people in the three unknowable places in the world, this Sword Saint has completely come to this position step by step in the earthly world, so those cultivators who are not from noble backgrounds have given the title of the strongest person in the world to the Sword Saint.

But today, the invincible Sword Saint in people's hearts was defeated by the junior uncle from the academy.

Therefore, on this day, the people of the Southern Jin Dynasty, even young children, felt sincerely sad.

Under the gaze of countless Dao or gloomy, or solemn, or emotional, or awe-inspiring, the protagonist of this day's duel, Lu Ze, the junior uncle of the academy, rode a horse and left the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion leisurely, but many big people in the audience knew that the matter was not really over.

The white-robed master didn't pay attention to the ridicule contained in Xiling's words.

Zeng Jia's words finally made those people feel that we were being treated as adults.

In the north of Chang'an City, outside the luxurious mansion, the burly woman of the owner of this place fell to the ground.

The wails of the old Taoist priests gradually became stronger.

"Juggernaut villain."

I can't look at myself, but if it falls into my mouth, anger will arise.

"Ugh."

Those people trembled and lived outside the cave in the view, we were frightened by the sword of Xilingzhang, and were shocked by the master's demeanor on Peach Mountain, like a mouse and a goddess who came alive, and even now I feel a trace of regret, it is time to get out of the cave.

Human nature seems to be like that.

That shot against the master uncle of the academy was completely based on the fact that the academy was completely shot, especially the master, I will make a move, Xiling is recognized as the weakest by the monks in the world, but no one, including Lu Ze is in charge of teaching, Zhishou Guan Guanzhu, and the first seat of the Hanging Temple, everyone understands that the most heavenly girl in the world is the master.

Especially combined with the seven words of the charm and the spirit just now, it seems that the idea of cultivating a closed mouth meditation is not a little strange.

Those present did not know how to watch

Today's battle made Lu Ze consume the only trace of affection between him and Xiling, Ye Su also had to pay tribute to the temple within a hundred years, and Xiling, the first weakest person in the sky, took the initiative to invite the battle, and the cost was naturally very small.

The originally quiet and troublesome venue was very slow, and there were only two people left.

It's just that in that world, I'm used to speaking with a sword, and I hate to use my mouth.

What's more, those words still came from the new master uncle of the academy.

The sword of the world that I raised as a teenager has lost half of its spirit.

Zeng Jia's face was pale.

Uncle Master of the Academy, it can be regarded as completely locking up that heaven and earth, and only those who are not alive can get out of there.

Liu Bai opened his mouth in shock.

At this time, in front of the Sword Pavilion, Zeng Jia sat behind the secluded pool.

A deafening roar of thunder rang out!

It was the same as the high profile when I was in Uncle Lu Ge, and at that time, Nan Jin showed my arrogance and arrogance without scruples, and his arrogant gaze quickly swept under the faces of that group of people, but it is a pity that there is no Jun Mo as the best audience today.

One thought with Zeng Jia.

"Seven outside the east side of the mountain forest, there is no large elite army, it should be from the Yan country."

Zeng Jia did not use the stupid girl to regress and teleport, but completely integrated his body into heaven and earth, that is the place where there are two under the Seven Realms, Heaven and Earth have become vassals of the weak to a certain extent, and the purpose of Haotian Eternal Night is to eliminate the people under the Seven Realms, because that existence has not faintly threatened the world.

Ning Que had a small revenge, and Sang Sang fell to the ground exhausted.

But, alas.

From such a distance, this person can knock on our minds from afar, what a weak mental power is that?!

Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is the sharpest artifact in the hands of the weak in the Seven Realms.

"Even the Xiling palm back then was not as arrogant as him."

At the same time, Uncle Master of the Academy told the people who didn't want to besiege me in that way: I'm coming!

The Southern Jin Dynasty spent half a day in Ye Su, but it caused the people outside that country to fall into an unprecedented sadness and sadness, because the Sword Saint villain, which symbolized Ye Su's totem, was defeated by my hands.

At the end of the official road, there is a sound outside the mountain forest where branches emerge, everyone who comes here knows what the purpose of the day is, and the mood called relaxation is from our hearts, even if the few people here have experienced the existence of small winds and waves, but after all, the target of today's siege is the person in front of the academy, and it is this famous academy master Ke Hao Ranze.

The wind outside the night was not small, but at that time, there was a sudden gust of wind outside the mountains and forests, and the wind became smaller and smaller, blowing in the direction of the official road, causing the treetops to tremble, as if the whole world was surrendering to this person.

That was the first time Zeng Jia really used the fan cage before he left the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, but he was fighting like this at the south gate of Haotian Dao, but using the traces of that side of heaven and earth to outline the suppression of the small array.

"Today, try to keep that big dwarf."

Haotian Zhangjiao, Xiong Chumo.

"Uncle Academy."

"Fan Cage Formation!"

"Liu Bai, Chen Pipi always talks about him."

Lu Ze's Eight Small Palaces, the Dark Division, the Heavenly Oracle Academy, and the Adjudication Division.

"It's just that I know that in the fight before, Xiling will appear, and it is Ran Zengjia's totem in case it really dies, this..."

"May I ask if the monk of your Hanging Temple Dao Stone died under his hands?"

The cage formation made everyone present feel a little chilled.

"He is in the realm of knowing his fate, there are not more than a dozen minor monks present, and there are no two small ones walking in the sky in the knowable land."

"Since you are Lu Zekeqing, you are always so unqualified that you are not even qualified to see the true face of the sect, right?"

In half a day, the Southern Jin Dynasty tasted Shangye Su food outside the streets and alleys, and left before eating and drinking.

Nian Shi cultivates mental power.

Zeng Jia stabbed out with a sword, and the blood marks on the neck of the head disciple of the Hanging Temple of the Buddha Sect, who had enemies in the flesh, flickered.

Zeng Jia ignored the first disciple of the Hanging Temple, but directly used his finger as a sword, and pointed to the green steel sword inserted into the stone, only to see that the long sword was suddenly placed in the air, and the heaven and earth vitality revolved around the long sword in an extremely regular but indescribable way, instantly forming a tangible but real formation, completely enveloping the entire mountain forest and retreating.

The little man muttered to himself: "Even if he is the seventh Xiling Palm, how can he solve the situation of being suspicious of death?" ”

At that moment, we all knew that the master uncle of the academy was here.

The little Nian master of the White Pagoda Temple looked horrified.

In fact, when I was in the Sword Pavilion, I felt that there was no breath hidden, this is from the breath of the monks under the Seven Realms, the monks under the Seven Realms bear the glorious grace of Haotian, and can make divine power, called "Apocalypse".

Nan Jin's words just now made very few people here feel extremely angry, how can we be a low-level existence outside the world, and today we have gathered together for some reason, but in the eyes of the master uncle of the academy, we have become ghosts?

The Southern Jin Dynasty officially appeared here.

Instead, it was inserted directly into the color of the stone in the center of the mountain forest, and the trembling sword body made a buzzing sword groan, as if it was showing some kind of mockery to everyone present.

"It seems that I didn't go all out to deal with this academy master just now."

That villain in charge of the sect under the peach mountain was really afraid that the seventh god would appear in the academy to block the Xiling palm of the killing god?

Before all the guests left, only the disciples of the Sword Pavilion looked at the square where they had just fought in a daze, and the fact that the god-like pavilion master villain in our hearts was defeated by the master uncle of the academy who also used the sword, that fact was extremely difficult to accept.

"You want to think about it too, but it was their Sword Saint villain himself who invited you here."

......

"The way you look today, who can recognize you as the person at the helm of Lu Ze Temple?"

It's like everyone can only live if they don't breathe.

The Southern Jin Dynasty came to the capital of Yesu before coming out of the Sword Pavilion, and the business outside the restaurant quickly became hot, and these small people who returned to the national capital from the Sword Pavilion made the news that Ye Su was officially willing to make public, and the entire Yesu National Capital Tea Workshop was full of business.

"He really thinks he can leave you all out there?"

Zeng Jia's eyes flashed away the slightest sense of the Heavenly Maiden, and in the eyes of the heavenly people, the Lu Ze Shrine that represented Haotian's will 'Guangweizheng', there were very few people outside who were really boring, and the strangest thing in Xiling was the dark little priest who had died, and as for the people outside the temple, in the final analysis, they just put the underwear called darkness inside.

"Son."

Nan Jin glanced at the person who was speaking, and replied directly: "Can he open his mouth to speak?" Yes, you don't feel a little panicked. ”

"Go ahead."

On the hill in front of the academy, the master looked at the low sky: "Uncle He's supposed to be looking for trouble with this bear, and you should also be looking for trouble, teacher." ”

Among them, the most angry are, of course, these old Taoist priests who walked out of the front mountain of Zhishouguan.

But if you move your mouth, the lethality is obviously very sufficient.

"There is only Daddy Chen Pipi left in front of him, let them lie on their stomachs, everything is good."

Nanjin didn't answer, because my eyes were always glancing in a certain direction.

That voice came from the sky, but it didn't come from the heavenly dome thousands of miles away, but the sound of a sword with a mighty wind and thunder tearing through the air here, if everyone watching the battle in the Sword Pavilion today saw that sword, they would feel more shocked than they thought about it.

The Southern Jin Dynasty is not the Seven Realms.

Xiling's eyebrows were still fierce, his eyes looked at the woman in the white robe, and he said hotly: "According to the agreement, you just want to compete with Zeng Jia in the Sword Pavilion, you can't, even if you admit defeat directly, but you still have forty percent of your strength." ”

Zeng Jia continued to kill, and the speed of going was getting slower and slower.

The old Taoist priests who knew and watched had completely changed their faces.

"It's coming!"

My figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the blade of the sword directly pierced the neck of this Baita Temple master, the former stared at his eyes, and his body fell abruptly, and he understood such a long distance, how close the Southern Jin Dynasty was to me.

Because I felt that the breath near me had completely disappeared at this moment.

There was no deep voice, and it sounded very abruptly on the mountain in front of the Sword Pavilion.

At night in spring, the slightest coolness invades.

The goal of the Southern Jin Dynasty has always been the group of people behind the face, although there are fewer ants and they can't bite the baby elephant to death, let alone those people are small cultivators who have not achieved cultivation, and they have learned the Divine Arts, Taoism, and Buddhist scriptures, and together they are enough to kill anyone in the Seven Realms.

The weak cultivators from all the nations become lambs to the slaughter.

The body is the most difficult place to be broken through.

Is there any doubt about that?

Because the sword that carried the wind and thunder was so similar to the seventh sword of Xiling.

Lu Ze raised his eyes and looked at the sky, his expression was inexplicable.

Isn't that the realm of the academy master's fate?

The green steel sword did not kill.

Among them, even the villain in charge of the Lu Ze Temple behind the face.

The Master is very low.

People's eyes looked at the Heavenly Oracle Shrine in the Xiling Temple.

The white-robed woman smiled slightly: "Zeng Jia, he is not a guest of your Lu Ze Temple, don't forget that you still need it before..."

Outside the waterhole, the ancient sword sank into it quietly.

The academy master uncle is already an existence under the Seven Realms?!!

The horses went out of the city and walked along the official road in the northeast direction, the sun had gradually set in the west, the sky on the west side was stained with orange and dark blue, and the east side was finally invaded by white darkness, the horse walked quickly and leisurely under the official road of Ye Su, and at the same time gradually stepped into the encirclement that had been prepared.

"Since the master is in Chang'an City, Li Kuaikuai and Jun Mo on the seven-story building will be able to make a move."

Under the boulder behind the mountain forest, the little Nian master of Baita Temple, who had stepped into the realm of knowing his fate, suddenly opened his eyes.

The sound of horses' hooves disappeared, and only the high-spirited voice of the Southern Jin Dynasty resounded through the mountains and forests at the same time: "You persuade the heavenly prince to shake up, where can the charm and the spirit go!" ”

......

At that moment, the thought of walking in the sky of the Hanging Temple sitting on the ground opened his eyes at the same time.

"In today's field, only he has the slightest murderous intent and hostility under him, and it seems that he is also willing to come."

The silent Uncle Lu Ge quickly became quiet.

The willow white eyes in the gray robe did not shine brightly.

The eight gods jointly manage the specific affairs of the Zeng Jia Temple and the countries under their command, but under the eight small halls, there is no extremely mysterious Lu Ze in charge, and some people know that the little man in charge of the sect also appeared in the senior uncle Lu Pavilion today.

The mouth of the Southern Jin Dynasty has always been vicious and spicy.

At the same time, there was a blindfolded woman in white, holding a strangely shaped iron chisel in her hand, and she suddenly joined the battle, and joined forces with the Southern Jin Dynasty to perform an extremely bloody killing feast!

As soon as the thought fell to the ground, it passed away, and the closed-mouth meditation was truly small.

- Boom!

Therefore, before I saw Zeng Jiabu on the Lu Ze Temple Fan Cage Formation, I quietly moved forward a few bad steps, until I hid in front of Senior Brother Yi Nian of the Hanging Temple, but I wanted to become the first person to die today.

"In this way, his Zhishouguan disciple will also go to the academy."

I only heard the sound of horses' hooves from far and near, resounding heavily in the mood of everyone here.

"There's a distance!"

"Teach the villain."