The knight was in his twenties, his eyebrows and eyes were soft, but he had a sense of indifference and nobility, when he said this, his eyes looked at the dilapidated gate of the National Education Academy, as if he didn't see Chen Changsheng and the others who came in a hurry at all, and he looked extremely proud.

Chen Changsheng and the three of them came in a hurry, Tang Thirty-six held his hair in a bun with his hands, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned, and when he heard what the knight said, his eyes narrowed, and after a glance, he didn't say a word, turned around and walked towards the National Education Academy.

Xuanyuan Po didn't look at those knights, just looked at the dying war horse that fell into the stagnant water, he was a demon boy, his injuries recovered very quickly, his right arm still needed Chen Changsheng's treatment, his left leg was already healed, he didn't need crutches, and walked over slowly.

Chen Changsheng stood alone at the door of the National Religious Academy, looking at the knights and the indifferent and proud young nobleman.

Breaking the door and smashing the pot is the most violent means, if it is not for an irresolvable grudge, it is rarely used, he does not know this young nobleman, but he can guess why the other party came, he slowly clenched his fists, and then remembered that he forgot the short sword in the small building.

Xuanyuan Po walked to the side of the war horse and squatted down, looking at the appearance of the war horse that was supposed to be a majestic horse lying dying in the rain, and looking at the blood foam spurting from the lips of the war horse, the eyes of the demon clan boy gradually became cold.

In the early morning, it rained lightly again, and the raindrops fell in the water, stirring up a small splash, and fell on the body of the war horse, which looked very cold, Xuanyuan Po lowered his head, touched the body of the war horse that was gradually getting colder, stretched out his right hand and pressed the horse's neck, slightly hard.

There was a muffled click, the rain continued, and the horse closed its eyes and was relieved.

Xuanyuan Po stood up, looked at the young nobleman on the horse and said, "If you want to break the door of our house, you can use a stone to smash it, you can use the top of a tree, why do you have to let it pull the car to hit it? Just because you think it will look very tough? No, this can only make you more shameless." ”

The young nobleman ignored him, because although the demon clan boy also had something to do with that matter, it was not the main target of his coming today, he looked at Chen Changsheng condescendingly, and said with an indifferent expression: "You are Chen Changsheng?"

Chen Changsheng didn't answer, because a gust of wind passed by his side.

The gust of wind broke through the light rain that descended on the Anglican College with the morning light, and swept towards the more than ten horses outside the gate of the courtyard!

That person was Tang Thirty-six, he had been the same as Chen Changsheng before, he had dropped his sword in the small building, and when he saw the picture at the gate of the courtyard, he didn't say a word, and returned to the National Education Academy, not afraid or wanting to find reinforcements, but to go back and get the sword.

Only with a sword in hand can you kill the enemy.

Without any words, Tang Thirty-six rushed out of the National Religious Academy with his sword in hand, and without stopping, he immediately walked towards the young nobleman and the more than ten horsemen!

Wenshui Sword flashed with cold light, and in the faint morning rain, a round of sun suddenly appeared, and the red light dispersed to the surroundings, not warm, blindly slaughtering!

Sunset hangs!

The door of the courtyard was deliberately broken down, and what an outrageous thing it was.

Tang Thirty-six was very angry, and his shot was the most powerful Wenshui three styles!

The courtyard gate, which was faintly dark in the morning rain, suddenly brightened as if it were noon.

The young nobleman raised his eyebrows slightly, and his mount moved ahead of time, taking a few steps back.

Two knights appeared in front of him, and with a flick of their wrists, two spears made of fine iron appeared in the wind and rain, facing Tang Thirty-six's sword.

The most powerful northern army of the Great Zhou will be equipped with this kind of iron gun.

Seeing these two iron spears rising through the wind and rain, Tang Thirty-six knew that these more than ten people who looked at the freshly dressed and angry horses, like Kyoto rangers, turned out to be good soldiers in the army who had returned from the north, but where would he pay attention to these, Wenshui Sword still rolled forward with a bloody color of murderous intent.

Wherever the sword passed, the rain sneered and turned into white smoke!

Two deafening crisp sounds, loud in the morning rain!

When!

The two iron spears turned into four, and the horizontal rain flew deep into the depths, falling heavily on the ground, splashing the rain, breaking the bluestone slab, and smashing the outer wall of a building on the side of the street.

With a muffled grunt, the two knights were knocked off their mounts and fell into the rain, two clear sword marks appeared on their chests, and blood gushed out!

This is the true power of Wenshui Three Swords Sunset!

The battle with Qijian in front of Weiyang Palace the night before, the test was that the victory or defeat was not life and death, and with Chen Changsheng by his side, Tang Thirty-six was a little restrained, and he was not happy and presumptuous, how could he come out in anger like this morning, and truly unleash his strength to the fullest.

Of course, those two knights were both strong men of the Northern Army of the Great Zhou, Tang Thirty-six struck angrily, cut off the opponent's iron spear with a sword, and shot the opponent down into the rain, and also paid some price, just used his hand to pull the hair bun loose, the black hair was scattered over his shoulders, and his face was a little pale.

He held the Wenshui sword, stood in the morning rain, and looked at those people, his expression was extremely proud, where was there an injury.

Previously, it was only an instant, and he raised the true yuan to the peak, and if there was magma flowing in the meridians, the Wenshui Sword had just given birth to a round of sun. At this time, the rain fell on his black hair, and his body, as well as on the blade of the sword, turned into white smoke.

It's like he's standing in smoke.

The young nobleman looked at Tang Thirty-six and guessed who he was, his eyes slowly narrowed, like willow leaves, his eyes became sharper and sharper, and the cold words forced out from between his thin and ruthless lips, and they also became a lot sharper: "What a boldness, you actually dare to ......"

He didn't finish his words, because Tang Thirty-six shouted: "What are you waiting for, don't let him finish!"

By the time he said what he was waiting for, Xuanyuan Po had already lifted a corner of a large plank from the rain.

The gate of the Anglican College was repaired countless years ago, and when the Church Office was renovated some time ago, it was not replaced, because it was still strong enough, and the gate was two people tall and about two palms thick, and it would have been difficult to break if it had not been hit by the war horse and the carriage at the cost of his life.

The courtyard gate is now broken, and Xuanyuan is now lifting the remnants of the courtyard gate after it was damaged, still two people high, about two palms thick, and the tree is like a rockery.

Even a cultivator who cleanses the marrow very thoroughly can hardly lift the remnants of this courtyard gate with his own strength.

Xuanyuan was injured in his right arm, but his left arm was able to exert his strength, and with the bloodline talent of the demon clan, he simply lifted this board.

Several knights noticed his movements, and in order to ensure the safety of the young nobleman, they leaned over to that side.

At this time, Tang Thirty-six finished speaking.

Xuanyuan Po roared angrily, raised the hill-like courtyard door panel with one arm, and smashed it towards the young nobleman!

A terrifying loud bang sounded in the morning rain, and countless smoke and dust broke through the rain.

The ground in front of the Anglican College shook slightly, and the rain accumulated on the ground seemed to be about to jump out!

Two muffled snorts!

The two knights turned into two black shadows, and fell far into the depths of the morning rain, falling heavily to the ground.

They still hold the iron spear, but the iron spear is already bent!

The young nobleman's mount saw the opportunity very quickly, and retreated a few steps, he was not hit by Xuanyuan Po, and was naturally injured, but his clothes were stained by the splashed sewage and smoke, and the previous indifferent eyebrows and eyes were difficult to maintain a reserved and noble atmosphere

His face turned a little pale, and his right hand, which held the reins, trembled slightly.

Not fear, but anger.

His gaze fell on the three teenagers outside the gate of the National Education Academy.

Tang Thirty-six stood in the smoke with a sword.

Xuanyuan Po, who stood in the rain with the door panel.

Standing under the broken eaves of the courtyard gate, Chen Changsheng, who didn't make a move, didn't even get his clothes wet.

He was really angry.

He paid the price of a war horse and broke through the gate of this broken courtyard, he felt that this was very iron-blooded, very in line with his noble and powerful identity, and when the people in this broken courtyard came out, he was ready to reprimand, stand up, and then go crazy.

As a result, not to mention being furious, he didn't even say a complete sentence, and four of his subordinates were seriously injured.

He broke the gate of the National Education Academy, but the other party actually carried this broken door and made himself so embarrassed!

The momentum of the morning rain breaking the courtyard has been seriously frustrated so far, which makes him very uncomfortable and very angry!

Everyone in Kyoto knew what a terrible outcome would happen if he became angry.

When he is angry, even if it is Zhou Tong, he must remain silent!

He looked at the three teenagers in the rain as if he were looking at three dead people.

"Good, good ......"

The young nobleman laughed angrily, and a hint of crimson appeared on his pale cheeks, which looked very unhealthy and a little gloomy.

......

......

Before the young nobleman could speak again, Tang Thirty-six said to Chen Changsheng, "When he speaks later, don't let him finish." ”

Xuanyuan Po also looked at Chen Changsheng, the two of them had already made a move before, and now it was this guy's turn.

Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked puzzledly, "What are you doing?"

"Don't give him a chance to go berserk, suffocate him!"

"Like you did the night before?"

"Yes. ”

"It's important because I'm upset, so don't be happy. ”

Tang Thirty-six looked at the gate of the National Religious Academy, which had become a ruin, and said expressionlessly.

Chen Changsheng looked at the dilapidated courtyard gate and was silent, finding that he was also very unhappy.

At this moment, the voice of the young nobleman sounded in the light rain. "Good, good ......"

Chen Changsheng made up his mind, looked up at the other party and said a word.

He was a little hesitant, unaccustomed and resistant. Because he never said anything like that. But other than that, he didn't know how to interrupt the other party's words. And just like Tang Thirty-six said, the breaking of the rain Chinese teaching academy made him very angry.

"Good ......"

He looked at the young nobleman and said seriously and solemnly, "...... Your aunt's. ”

......

......

From Xining Town to Kyoto, he didn't scold much, and he rarely said dirty words, so he spoke very rusty at this time, and even felt a little stiff, and paused several times in between, just like a child learning to speak at the beginning, spitting out word by word.

It stands to reason that the other party had enough time to interrupt him, but no.

Chen Changsheng thought to himself that he had finally done it, although he seemed a little clumsy.

He looked at Tang Thirty-six, wanting to get some praise, but found that the atmosphere in the room was a little strange.

The gate of the National Education College in the morning rain was quiet, and the smoke and dust in the ruins were wet on the ground by the rain, and they did not dare to rise.

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