A layer of fog rises over the vast and boundless sea, and the fog is called because it makes it impossible to see and obstructs the view.

The boat got closer and closer, and it became clearer and clearer in everyone's eyes.

It was a wooden boat with a dull yellow lantern hanging from the bow that swayed from side to side as the boat moved.

The sea was drowsy, and the three men on the boat sat quietly, their faces covered by the hats on their heads.

The person sitting at the front gently holds the harmonica in his hand, and a soft melody comes out of it.

Through.

Mist!(Note 1)

As the ship got closer, more and more people's faces began to change, and they looked at them with some disbelief.

It's special and eye-catching, but it's the boat under their feet.

After entering the sea of books, because of the influence of the rules, a small boat will appear under everyone's feet, which is really small and can only accommodate one person.

Everyone is like this, without exception, and the scene of the three people who suddenly appeared in front of him was actually on the same boat, which can no longer be described as weird.

It is not an exaggeration to call it absurd.

This is simply not possible.

The wooden boat sailed straight into the crowd, then passed through the men, stopping in the middle of the two camps.

In the confrontation between the Tang people and the people of Huangzhou, the wooden boat stood quietly, the dark yellow light shone on the faces of the three people, and the hat was pressed very low, and they could not see their faces clearly, and they could only vaguely see the lower half of the faces of the three people being reflected by the lanterns in the color of dusk.

A young man's face, a stubble-covered face, and a woman's face.

The young man put down the harmonica in his hand, and the melodious melody came to an abrupt end.

The eyes of countless people were focused on them.

The young man stood up from the boat, the afterglow of the lantern rising, the hat covering his face raised, and a silver earring hanging from his left ear.

It's striking.

There are a lot of people on both sides, and the formation is very large, especially standing between the two sides, which is the concentration point of the killing atmosphere.

But he didn't feel the slightest discomfort, nor was he a little cramped, those eyes didn't even look at anyone at all, but they were fixed on Mo Qinghuan's body from afar, or on her fists.

"That thing, I want it. ”

He raised his arm, held out a finger and pointed at the pale green that was a little overflowing, and said.

Deathly silence.

The fog on the surface of the sea gradually spreads, and the boats under the feet of many people are beginning to lose sight.

Someone plucked out their ears and wondered if they had misheard.

There were thousands of people in the room vying for that opportunity, and this man just walked in and said he wanted it.

This man is either a fool or a madman.

In short, it is not a normal person, because the brain of a normal person is not broken.

"Where did the dog come from? Don't you look at where this is? Bubble pee and take care of yourself, with a hat in broad daylight, can't you see anyone?"

A person from the Wasteland snorted coldly and mocked.

There is no sun in the sea of books, so day and night do not fluctuate, but it is always bright, so it can be said that it is daytime.

"I guess that face must not be very good, or that his identity must be invisible. ”

Another person was born and ridiculed.

At this time, the two sides resounded with a very tacit laughter.

"Don't be ashamed. ”

Hua Yuyao glanced at this person coldly and thought to herself.

The words were harsh, and the man withdrew his fingers and pressed them lightly against the edge of the hat.

"There are some things that cannot be said because they will kill people. ”

The young man's voice rang out.

It was a warning, but the voices around it did not diminish or disappear, but became louder.

"If tricking is also a skill, then you should be a master. ”

Zhou Yuan squinted at him and said disdainfully.

His face was still a little ugly at the moment, after all, it was a shameless thing to be repelled by Hua Yuyao in front of so many people, and the injury was not light.

"Is it a trick?"

A faint voice came from the young man's mouth, and three fingers gently pinched the edge of the hat, then took it off and threw it out.

That face was revealed.

The hat flew out, like a deadly scythe, and in an instant, it swept into the crowd and appeared in front of Zhou Yuan.

"Insect carving skills. ”

With a cold snort, Zhou Yuan slashed forward with the halberd in one hand, intending to cut the hat in half.

But it slashed into the air, the halberd slashed through the air without the slightest blockage, his body staggered forward, but the hat flew to one side, slashed through the throat of the person who had spoken sarcastically, and then jumped out and slashed at the other person.

A finger-thick red notch emerges from the neck

Blood spurted forward, and the three fell to the ground on their backs, their eyes wide open, completely out of breath.

The wood-colored hat fell lightly into the sea, and a tricolored fish swam under the water, and the hat fell on the fish and sank to the bottom of the sea.

It was very quiet.

Many people's bodies couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at the young man who took off his hat in horror.

There was fear in his eyes.

What just happened?

It's just an ordinary hat that can't be more ordinary, and it actually harvested the lives of three people in an instant, and one of them was still a monk of the upper three levels.

How is this possible?

It is not an exaggeration to describe such strength as terrifying.

The nerves of the academy disciples tensed up in an instant, and several senior brothers walked forward and protected Liang Xiaodao behind them, looking at this young man intently, as if facing a great enemy.

Luo Fuyuan's complexion changed imperceptibly, and his mountain-like aura gradually condensed, his hands behind his back, and a few fingers rubbed lightly.

A drop of cold sweat slipped down Zhou Yuan's forehead, if the hat hadn't been transferred at that moment just now, his casual halberd would definitely not be able to resist, and he would have to suffer some injuries again, and his face would be really sad at that time.

Hua Yuyao looked at that person sideways, and was slightly shocked in her heart, this Tang Dynasty really didn't come in vain, he actually met one demon after another, Murong is like this, Li Xiu is like this, and the people in front of him are like this, if they are put in the Wasteland, almost everyone can become the holy son of the sect.

So who is the person in front of you?

A lot of people don't know each other.

Some of the academy disciples frowned, feeling a little familiar.

Liang Xiaodao stretched out a hand and gently patted the senior brother in front of him and walked out, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he remembered something.

"It turned out to be you. ”

A voice sounded behind Mo Qinghuan, and several people looked back to find two people standing there.

Qingqiu held the chessboard and bowed slightly.

Chu Heng sailed to Liang Xiaodao's side, his eyes raised and looked directly at the young man.

A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Hung with a very faint banter.

"Feng Yuxiu, I let you pick up a life last time, what's the matter?

Chu Heng said.

Liang Xiaodao nodded.

Many of the academy disciples behind him looked suddenly, thinking that it was no wonder that they felt a little familiar, it turned out that they had a relationship with each other in the land of the Three Ancient Places, but they were far away and not deeply impressed.

However, Chu Heng beat Feng Yuxiu with his own hands, and almost killed him, the most important thing is that he knew that Feng Yuxiu was a person of Yin Cao, so he was impressed.

Sealed in repair?

Almost everyone who heard this name showed a touch of surprise on their faces, obviously they had never heard of this name, and there was no such name on the list of wasteland that almost included the world.

"It turned out to be you. ”

Hearing that someone recognized him, Feng Yuxiu shifted his gaze with some curiosity, and then saw Chu Heng, his eyes changed slightly, and the aura around him became more and more cold.

He didn't forget that it was the person in front of him who almost killed him in the Three Ancient Lands, and the most important thing was that he was seriously injured at that time, so he lost very unjustly and aggrieved.

"I originally came to Shuhai just for one thing, and that was to get the thing in her hands. ”

Feng Yuxiu pointed to Mo Qinghuan, who was sitting on the boat with his eyes closed to heal his wounds, and said lightly.

"And now?"

Chu Heng raised his eyebrows and asked.

"There are two things to do now. ”

Feng Yuxiu's gaze stared at his face, and his tone was cold: "If you want your life, it's the second thing." ”

"There are a lot of people who want my life, and I'm afraid you're still a little behind. ”

Chu Heng said.

"After so much time, your cultivation seems to be still stuck in place, what can you do to win me?"

Feng Yu Xiu said coldly.

Now that he has become a monk of the Three Realms, and Chu Heng is still staying in the Second Realm of Chengyi, this is the gap, not to mention that even if both sides are Chengyi monks, he doesn't think that Chu Heng will be his opponent.

"How did you get into the sea of books?"

Liang Xiaodao interrupted the conversation between the two and asked.

Countless people around looked at each other, and it was obvious that this question had asked the doubts in everyone's hearts.

The people of Yin Cao would never dare to enter the academy.

If you can't enter the academy, you can't enter the sea of books.

This is something that everyone knows.

"There is not only one entrance to the sea of books. ”

He replied.

"You have ten breaths to hand over that thing, if you don't hand it over, a lot of people will die after ten breaths, and the academy, as the host, will not want to see that scene. ”

Feng Yuxiu put his hand down, and a sword appeared in his palm and was held tightly by him.

I admire your guts, but strength often has nothing to do with guts, and it should be too late to go. ”

Liang Xiaodao looked at him and said seriously.

"Strength is related to guts, because I am strong, so I dare to stand here and ask for that thing, there are eight breaths left. ”

He emphasized.

Feng Yuxiu's voice was very calm, but it was this calmness that was the biggest arrogance, because he didn't take everyone in his eyes, and there were thousands of people in the field of vision.

"What is such a person talking nonsense about? ”

A monk from the upper three levels rushed out of the crowd, a little angry.

This knife is powerful and heavy, and the most important thing is to take it by surprise, before the sound falls, the person has already slashed over with a knife, which should be regarded as a sneak attack.

But no one cares about that.

This young man who speaks wildly and has no one in his eyes should indeed teach him a good lesson.

The knife was slashed down, and Feng Yuxiu raised his sword.

The long knife cracked, and the man with the knife split in two, and the boat beneath his feet disappeared with it.

That means the person is dead.

Many people looked at him, their faces kept changing, this strength can be called terrifying, if the hat that flew out earlier still made everyone feel lucky, the sword cut in front of him at this moment is enough to explain one thing.

Feng Yuxiu is really strong.

Compared with the beginning, there has been a qualitative improvement in the land of the three ancients.

"Senior brother, how is it?"

Liang Xiaodao asked quietly.

"It's very strong, but it's not impossible to deal with, it's just that less than a quarter of the Three Realms monks in the academy are here at the moment, and the rest may still be in the depths of the Dead Sea, our route is different from theirs, and it is likely that we will not be able to support it, the prince and the ninth son are not here, and no one in the academy dares to say that they can stabilize him based on their personal strength alone." ”

The senior brother replied with a somewhat solemn expression.

Shizi was naturally referring to Li Xiu, and Jiuzi was the strongest of the nine monks in the three realms of the academy.

On the original Canglan List, Chen Zhimo and Chen Yanyan, an outcast of the academy, forcibly occupied the top eleven on the Canglan List, which means that all the eleven people are from the academy.

Such a lineup can be called absolutely luxurious, and their strength is only comparable to the twelfth place Man Jianghong, and the rest are hardly at the same level in the future.

Later, for some reason, the nine sons joined forces to withdraw from the Canglan list, so Man Jianghong would rise to third, Murong was sixth, and Chen Xuance was ranked ninth.

If the nine sons of the academy were here, they would naturally not have the slightest worry in their minds, but at the moment, let alone the nine sons, even a quarter of the monks of the upper three levels were not here, and it would be false to say that they were not worried.

"It's easy to deal with him, it's hard to get it. ”

The academy senior brother didn't finish his words, but how could Liang Xiaodao not know what he meant.

It's rare that there are two people with hats behind Feng Yu Xiu, so they must not be here for sightseeing, and their strength is not stronger than Feng Yu Xiu, but it must not be under him.

Moreover, the people of the wasteland and the demon clan are still eyeing each other.

One person died, and no one dared to do it for a while.

"And three breaths. ”

Feng Yuxiu raised his right hand and stretched out three fingers.

Gently put down one.

"Two more breaths. ”

Then put down another one.

"There's one breath left. ”

The cold sound reached his knees with the sea fog, and the wooden boat was still floating on the sea, and two people with hats sat on the boat, but Feng Yuxiu disappeared in place.

A sword light flashed in front of him, Liang Xiaodao and Chu Heng's bodies retreated back almost at the same time, and the people from the academy stepped forward and stopped the sword light.

Feng Yuxiu's sword is very powerful, he is pure physical cultivation, the most particular thing is the explosive power in an instant, this sword cut off the long sword of a academy disciple, pierced his chest, then slashed the throat of another person, and then cut off the arm of a third person.

Just a face.

One dead, two wounded.

Feng Yuxiu was still moving forward, and all that was on his face was endless coldness.

Liang Xiaodao stood in front of Mo Qinghuan, although his strength was far behind, he never took a step back.

At the same time, his heart was also shocked, the strength of the academy disciples was obvious to all, and now this Feng Yu Xiu actually killed one person and injured one person in one face.

How did he do it?

It's almost impossible to do with a sword.

......

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ps: I didn't guess, hahaha, I didn't say that all three of them had appeared before, slightly~~

(Note: Through the fog, for the dream in my heart, the bloody battle is like a gust of wind, tearing through the darkness and releasing light, the undefeated hero, who is blocking my dream~, vaguely remember that it is the song of the armored warrior)