Although it can be vaguely judged.

It was indeed a tall man.

But that's all, it's too easy to say.

It's just that because of this "person", the whole body is snow-white in color, and it is only condensed by wisps of white qi, and there is no physical body.

Zhou's body was densely packed up and down, and there was only a strange true air circulation, like some kind of avenue manifestation, and the abnormal fantasy was wonderful.

Therefore, he can only vaguely see a general outline, and he can't really see his specific appearance and figure, as well as his exclusive dressing style.

That tall man, in such a strange and special form, only fell from the floating island.

And then just hovering in the air, appearing here, standing still.

Ten people, including Vice Captain Yang Jie and Sword Saint Yingchun, bowed one after another, and called the word "principal" one after another, obviously with great respect and sincerity for the capital.

The man's true identity is beyond doubt, and there is no need to guess.

It is the owner of this big island in the South China Sea, the principal of the academy on the island who is "dead".

The existence of the highest status of the Terrans.

One of the six great emperors of different races before the millennium.

With the double character "Zhuge " as the surname, the name is knotted.

When this man, who was covered with snow-white gas and silk threads and did not even have a physical body, said the sentence - "The Emperor of the Terran Race has arrived, who is making noise here?" ”

These words came down from the top to the attic at the top of the dragon boat.

The green shirt standing on the railing, after hearing this sentence, looked complicated and pursed his mouth.

The white-haired old man holding the royal blue Dayu sword with one hand sneered, at this moment, he was clearly overwhelmed by some invisible avenue, and he only felt that the flow of breath all over his body was hindered to a certain extent.

But when it comes to "face", in order to ensure that he will never show any ugliness in front of everyone, he tries to pretend to be arrogant with disdain.

There doesn't seem to be any discomfort.

Yu Youcong leaned up at his white-bearded chin and looked directly at the "gaseous" man in the heights.

The old Yu Sword God, who had been defeated to some extent, shouted loudly: "You guy is Zhuge Jielu? Is this group of people, what kind of 'principal' is constantly being read in their mouths? Good guy, the old man has been waiting for you for such a small time, and he only came with such a tattered image...... Yin God? Heh, why don't you come here in the form of a whole real body? I guess, could it be that you are afraid of being cut by the old man's sword, so you deliberately hide your family background as a hole card in the back hand? ”

The tall man whose true identity is the Emperor of the Human Race, opened his mouth again at this time, and slowly answered the question of the old sword god: "I'm sorry, the sword formation that I'm guarding the Death Island in Zhuge Jielu Town has been around for thousands of years, and because the real body of the body is affected by the seal, the two are implicated and suppressed by each other, and they can't get rid of it, so it's very helpless, only the Yin God and the Yang God can go out of the body." Of course, even if it is the manifestation of the primordial spirit that is out of the body, there is absolutely no way to leave the island too far, and it is easy to weaken the strength of the formation, and at that time, the consequences will be more serious. ”

"Hmph, there is so much nonsense in the muttering, some of which are not, what kind of fart can you do?"

Yu Youcong pretended to be contemptuous and said, "Isn't there only a shameful Yin God here?" A guy who doesn't even have a real body, how qualified is he to let the old man use a sword? ”

The old man in the green shirt suddenly raised his voice, like thunder, and he shouted: "I don't understand the etiquette of hospitality at all, you fart Terran Emperor, it's unreasonable to be so good!" Showing people as a yin god, could it be that you have lived for more than a thousand years, and finally boiled up to become a thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, and you feel that you have enough capital to look down on me, the 'human sword god' Yu Youcong from Hanlanzhou?! ”

The last sentence has the highest tone, the sound is like thunder, and the words are carried through the human ear.

This self-report is of course in response to the emperor's sentence: "Who is making noise here?" ”

It's the old man who is making a lot of noise here.

I did it on purpose, what are you going to do?

Your surname is Zhuge , what can you do to me?!

Yang Jie, a beautiful bearded man in a black and green dragon robe, glared at him, full of indignation, and angrily scolded Yu Youcong, who was holding a sword in a green shirt: "The surname is fish, you are rampant!" As a sword cultivator of the human race, how dare you be so rude to our headmaster?! The Great Emperor has worked hard to guard the sword array for thousands of years, guarded and sealed hundreds of millions of heavenly demons in the Scorched Earth Continent, and guarded the land of our human race so far. Yu Lao'er, what do you have to do and be worthy of the heroic record on the stage? What indelible contributions have you made to the Terrans? Tell me about it! ”

Yu Youcong, who was a little dazed by this series of questions, was slightly stunned, and then narrowed his eyes, and his eyes contained a fierce light.

The old sword god replied coldly: "Your name is Yang Jie, okay, the old man remembers you." If Emperor Zhuge is not here, I will be the first to hack you to death, and in front of your son Yang Haojie, I will chop your whole person into meat puree and throw it into the sea to feed the sharks! ”

Yang Jie, as the vice-principal of the Death Academy, has the status of sword cultivation, and has the peak cultivation of the eighth-order Great Dao realm, which can be described as extremely high combat power, and his attainments in kendo are already superb.

has courage and strength, and is naturally not afraid of Yu Youcong's verbal threats.

It's just that after all, his beloved biological son Yang Haojie is behind the surnamed Yu at the moment, and he is in a more dangerous situation.

Out of this fear of the murder of his beloved son, Yang Jie couldn't help but feel jealous, so he had to hold back his anger and not say a word more!

They were speechless for a while.

At this time, Zhuge Jielu, whose appearance and body were very blurred, said with a smile after being silent for a while: "Otherwise, Yu Youcong, my Yang God body is still on the island at this time, if you really want to fight, you can do it!" I can combine the two parts of Yin and Yang into one, and then integrate most of the internal force of the true body into it to fight with you, but the premise must be clear first, that is, you can't distinguish between life and death, you can only decide and lose. ”

The blue-shirted and white-haired old sword god was silent for a moment, grinned, nodded, and said loudly: "Okay, that's it, it's decided, divide the winner and see who is the real strongest Terran swordsman!" ”

There were wisps of snow-white air all over his body, and he could vaguely see Zhuge Jielu, who was quite tall and tall, let out a warm and kind laugh, and made a suggestion with strong kindness: "Then Comrade Yu, do you want to have a drink before the two of us start fighting?" There are nice places on the island to sit and drink across from each other. ”

Yu Youcong, who was called "comrade" for the first time in his life, thought for a moment, shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Let's fight first, wait for the strength and weakness of the kendo, and it's not too late to have a drink!" Or is it that the emperor thinks that after fighting me, he will probably not even have the strength to drink? If that's the case, then it's okay to drink it first. ”

Zhuge Jielu was very hearty, chuckled, nodded and responded: "Okay, then let's go to the island to fight first, and after the winner or loser, it's too late to drink!" ”

After agreeing to Yu Youcong's invitation to fight, in an instant, the tall snow-white figure turned into a white rainbow, swept away, and went straight to the island.

The sword-holding green shirt also turned into a wisp of cyan rainbow light, and swept straight towards Tongtian Island floating in the clouds, chasing the white shadow like an electric switch.

Eight teachers, the vice principal, the gold medal tutor, and Ling Fengge, the disciple of Yingchun.

A total of eleven people also swept towards the sky against the wind, and soon they all disappeared.

Just when Ling Zhen, a young man in a green robe, was ready to follow.

Didn't wait for him to react.

Suddenly, there was a huge snow-white hand, falling from the sky at an extremely fast speed.

The palms are facing down, and the five fingers are like hooks.

With one hand, it was easy to catch the entire dragon boat, including the yellow dragon.

It is gently held in the palm of the hand.

Jack it up.

The dragon's boat, carried by the strong wind, has been carried to the island!

With the light handling of the big white palm, the yellow dragon boat carrying the three people was placed extremely safely on a wide lake without any accidents.

There are fish in the lake.

I don't know how many thousands.