"Sure enough, it's a golden-armored god."

Rakshasa couldn't help but exclaim, judging from his expression, it seemed that he didn't know that Kenshin still had such a hand.

In the Great War of the Gods, the Heaven-Shaking Divine Monarch became famous overnight, and along with his fame, he became famous on the continent together, in addition to the Fengyun Record that can reverse time and space, as well as this super martial art incarnated as a golden-armored giant, and this martial art, except for the Heaven-Shaking Divine Monarch, has never been used by others.

It goes without saying that the person who can perform this stunt must be someone who is extremely close to the Earthquake Divine Monarch, and with the age of the young man in front of him, it is also very logical to say that he is the descendant of the Earthquake Divine Monarch.

The ghost was stunned, and those academy disciples behind him also had complicated expressions on their faces, if this Shi Lun was really the descendant of the Heaven-Shaking Divine Monarch, then it was understandable that Jian Xin wanted to return to Fengyunlu for him, so their eyes when they looked at Xiao Feng changed a little.

"Young man, are you satisfied with this evidence?"

Jian Xin smiled coldly, there was a hint of smugness in the corners of his eyes, the ghost frowned, full of annoyance, he thought that Jian Xin was just looking for an excuse, but he didn't expect that Jian Xin really came up with evidence of the close relationship between Shi Lun and the Earthquake God Monarch.

Jian Xin is the pavilion master of Ling Sword Pavilion, not to mention that his own swordsmanship cultivation has the ability to suppress the entire Imperial Academy, just his background of ten sects and eight sects is enough to make the ghost jealous, and now that Hong Tian has closed the retreat, the mentors who can get from the Imperial Academy are basically involved in Hong Tian's retreat, in order to combine the strength of everyone and let Hong Tian recover as soon as possible.

At present, the Imperial Academy, which can hold up half the sky, is only the Fighter Hall led by the ghost and the other two high-level schools, and the sum of these three schools is not even one-fifth of the sect's alliance army, not to mention that the sect disciples who came this time are all spirits with spiritual weapons.

"What do you want to do?"

The ghost clenched his fists and asked helplessly.

Jian Xin laughed twice, his gaze stayed on Xiao Feng, and then sneered:

"Fengyunlu must be handed over, and Xiao Feng must die!"

"Xiao Feng is a disciple of my Imperial Academy, every day he is in the academy, he will be protected by my academy every day, if you want his life, you will step over our corpse first!"

The ghost took a step forward, his expression was very resolute, Kenshin couldn't help frowning, the reason why he took so many people to force the Imperial Academy was to use his power to suppress people and force the Imperial Academy to hand over Fengyunlu to them, because in Kenshin's comings and goings with Hongtian, Kenshin understood the importance of the sect to the Imperial Academy.

He firmly believed that the Imperial Academy would never offend all the sects for the sake of a certain disciple, in that case, it would hurt the foundation of the Imperial Academy, and once the Imperial Academy could not build a bridge between mortals and spirits, then the Imperial Academy would cease to exist.

It was precisely because Kenshin had grasped this point that he would risk provoking the Emperor of Tianqin to enter this Imperial Academy, so after hesitating for a few seconds, he drank with an unusually tough attitude:

"Xiao Feng must die, but I can promise that except for him, not a single grass or tree in this academy will be touched. ”

This is undoubtedly a signal of forgiveness for other academy disciples, but in fact, for these young people, what they yearn for more is to enter the sect and learn more advanced martial arts, so basically few people are willing to go against these sects.

The reason why they waited solemnly and stood behind the ghost was just to protect the golden signboard of the Imperial Academy and save their face by the way, but when face and life were put together, many people chose to give up face.

Many people began to shout, Xiao Feng kept staring coldly at Shi Lun, who had transformed into a giant, he faintly felt that this young man seemed to be very familiar, and after thinking for a long time, Xiao Feng finally remembered that it was he who tried to mistreat Gong Rumei in the Divine Dragon Secret Realm.

And at that time, he was just a rookie who had just entered the Beginner Martial Realm, and in just a few months, his spiritual power had grown so rapidly that he was not weak at all compared to Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng could feel that this fake descendant of the Heaven-Shaking God Monarch was at least a third-stage Martial Realm Spirit.

"Shut up!"

The ghost shouted, and immediately shocked those who were clamoring to hand over Xiao Feng, his gaze was like a knife, and wherever his eyes swept, there was silence.

"It's not that easy to want my life!"

Xiao Feng didn't know what kind of decision the ghost was going to make, but when he knew, it was too late, Xiao Feng would definitely not pin his life on the protection of others, let alone affect these innocent academy disciples, so he took the first move.

"Baby, please turn around!"

Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, and once again urged Fengyun Genesis Record, this peerless swordsmanship, every time it is cast, it will hollow out Xiao Feng's spiritual power, Xiao Feng hardened his head and conjured up Fengyun Record, this release, is already desperate.

The spiritual power that had finally recovered a little bit was poured out again, but because the swordsmanship consumed too much energy, Xiao Feng's spiritual power was not enough to support it, and the swordsmanship simply withdrew some of the energy from Xiao Feng's body, which made Xiao Feng's blood vessels burst in an instant, and the whole person became a bloody person almost instantly.

In the sound of the sword rain of "brushing", more than a thousand sword lights passed through, this time Xiao Feng did not waste his sword energy to deal with Jian Xin and Rakshasa, but chose the weakest place in the coalition army, relying on this sharp sword light, swept out a short gap.

At the moment when this gap appeared, Xiao Feng held the body of Fengyunlu and rushed over, seeing that he was about to disappear in front of everyone, suddenly a golden gong "clang" blocked the gap position, Xiao Feng hit the golden gong almost instantly, and then bounced back quickly.

"If you want to run, it's not that easy!"

Above the golden gong stood a bald man with a round belly and wide shoulders, the man was dressed in sackcloth, covered with oil stains, eating his feet, holding a cane in his hand, and the somewhat cute baby's face squinted with two small eyes, and his face was full of red light and laughed at Xiao Feng who was knocked away.

"Golden Gong Beggar!"

The ghost was taken aback suddenly, there is a legend of seven murders on the rivers and lakes, and the seven murders refer to the seven famous characters on the rivers and lakes, among them, Shen Jiamu, the Seven Poison Langjun, is the first of the seven murders, and the Chilian Fairy Wu Xinyu ranks third, and the second is this golden gong beggar.

Legend has it that the golden gong beggar was originally a disciple of a family with outstanding talents, and his father was the suzerain of a small sect, although the sect is not big, but because it has been passed down from generation to generation, it has its own territory, brocade clothes and jade food, no less than the princes and nobles in the world.

But what makes people feel incomprehensible is that born in such a wealthy family, the golden gong beggar does not like to practice, nor does he care about studying to gain fame.

There is only one thing he can haode, and that is to beg in the city.

And the more lively the place, the more attractive it was to him, because of this hobby, his sect master father had to sever the father-son relationship with him and expel him from the sect, in order to force him to change his mind, but the golden gong beggar not only did not restrain in the slightest, but became more and more intensified, and he even came to the sect where he was born to beg.

The golden gong beggar, who has been the heir of the sect since he was a child, is aweed and protected by the upper and lower levels of the sect openly and secretly, but he appears as a beggar, and those former senior sisters and brothers not only have no sympathy, but treat him with great viciousness.

Zuihou's humiliated sect master's father died depressed, and instead of satisfying his hobby of begging, the beggar who lost his backer became a pastime for the disciples of the sect, and day after day, year after year, no one was willing to give anything to this strange young man.

So he disappeared.

Everyone thought that he had starved to death in the barren mountains, but ten years later, the Golden Gong beggar appeared again, still wearing a long linen robe full of oil stains and his long filthy hair, and he came to the former sect to beg again.

And those disciples who ridiculed him ten years ago have grown into the mainstay of the sect, and they humiliated him again, but this time, it was not the smiling faces of the golden gong beggars who reciprocated them, they ushered in a huge golden gong.

The golden gong rolled, the flesh and blood flew, and in one night, thousands of people were slaughtered, and all the people who knew the golden gong beggar's past were embarrassed, and few people expressed sympathy for the sect that he had exterminated with his own hands, and even more people cared more about this humiliated beggar.

Ten years of seclusion, once hated, this should be a hearty heroic joke in the storyteller's mouth, but unexpectedly, the golden gong beggar did not stop begging, but whipped the whole continent fear of beggars, legend, all the golden gong beggars begging objects.

Regardless of men, women, and children, as long as they do not give alms, they will be taken by his golden gong, and since then, the golden gong beggar has climbed the ranking of the seven murders and the four directions, and has become a great evil person who the major sects and righteous spirits are scrambling to eradicate.

But for more than ten years, no one has been able to take his life, which shows that this golden gong beggar is not only famous, but also very strong.

When he suddenly appeared here, not only the ghost was shocked, but even Kenshin turned his head in extreme surprise.

"Jin Gong, what are you doing here!"

Jian Xin asked coldly, Xiao Feng, who was knocked away, fell to the ghost's side, and was ordered by the ghost to be involved, and with this collision, Xiao Feng almost became a bloody man.

"It's funny what I'm doing here, I'll do whatever you come to do!"

The golden gong beggar shook his fat head and big ears, picked his nose with dirty fingers, and said with a big grin.

Kenshin frowned in disgust, and said sharply:

"Fengyunlu belongs to the descendants of the Heaven-Shaking Divine Monarch, and no one else can touch it!

"Good scolding, scolding wonderful, your Kenshin is really an ungrateful person, if I hadn't stopped him just now, this kid would have run away. ”

The golden gong beggar kicked his golden gong with his bare feet while picking his nostrils, making a "clang" sound.

Jian Xin was furious, but it was not good to continue to be angry, the golden gong beggar seemed to undoubtedly kick the golden gong, in essence, reminding Jian Xin, don't forget his spiritual weapon, what is the source, Jian Xin's brows frowned slightly, and he involuntarily gritted his teeth.