The voice was made by a scholar who was dressed rather shabby and useless in the world. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mu Chen turned around and was startled when he saw the scholar's handsome face.

"Sir, you shouldn't be here. Mu Chen's body froze at the moment of looking back.

"Then where am I supposed to be?" the scholar wondered.

"That ......"

Mu Chen pointed to the back of Xiaoxiao Scholar, which was where the school was located, the most chaotic and tragic place at this time.

The scholar was invited by Mu Chen, but it doesn't mean how deep the relationship is, it's just cooperation, the scholar helped Mu Chen kill Changmei and deal with the people of the Liu family, and at the same time, from today on, the Sacred Heart Sect will take over the entire southeast region, and the two sides are mutually beneficial.

At this time, the battle on the school field was in full swing, even if the Sacred Heart Sect had a great advantage, but the Liu family's hidden manpower in Suzhou was all dispatched, ready to fight to the death, at this critical juncture, the Institute of Scholars and Physiology should be in charge of the school field, not here.

The appearance of the scholar surprised Mu Chen, and he felt very depressed and uncomfortable.

Following Mu Chen's point, the scholar subconsciously turned around, and at this moment, he held the sword hidden in his sleeve in his hand, and stabbed out a sword with lightning speed.

This sword is too sudden, as fast as a bolt of lightning, the sword moves are tens of millions, but it is not broken, and this stab will be played to the fullest.

This sword is not very powerful, but it is the gathering of Mu Chen's whole body cultivation, pouring all his spiritual power, what he wants is to kill with one blow, since the scholar should not appear here, there is no need to stay.

The sword light came to the scholar, and the scholar slowly turned his head, and then suddenly opened his eyes.

Click!

The sword not only stopped, but broke.

"Breaking Sword ......" Mu Chen's expression froze, and he was so shocked that he took two steps back, "You are ......"

The scholar raised his eyelids and said lightly: "That's right, I'm the person you hate the most!"

At the moment when the scholar's eyes were raised, the tip of the broken sword was picked up by him, and he threw it away at will, and the broken sword went straight into Mu Chen's eyebrows.

Blood flowed down Mu Chen's head, and he glared at the scholar angrily and resentfully, and then collapsed with a bang.

"There are so many possibilities in the world, but you can't see it. The scholar sighed faintly, and then looked at Lin Yu.

The initiator of Lin Yu's fate calculated the culprit of the entire Southeast Region, and was suddenly killed, and before Lin Yu could accept it, he ushered in the eyes of the scholars.

The first time he saw the scholar, Lin Yu felt that the other party was a very powerful person, after knowing his story, Lin Yu admired his righteousness, and then Wuwei Daozun told Lin Yu that this person was not simple, and Lin Yu would have more meaning of embankment.

Lin Yu never understood what kind of person could make Daozun afraid, and when he saw Mu Chen die in horror, the scholar said, "I am the person you hate the most." Only then did Lin Yu understand who the scholar was.

The scholar's eyes were as clear as a clear stream, and they were spotless, under such a gaze, Lin Yu felt that he was naked and was seen through at a glance.

"You, very good!, no wonder he chose you!" After looking at it for a long time, the scholar smiled with satisfaction, "Old friend, come out, you can't escape." ”

After the scholar finished speaking, a black figure appeared in front of Lin Yu with great reluctance, it was Wuwei Dao Venerable.

"Hmph!" Wuwei Daozun snorted coldly, turned his head, and said coldly: "You know I hate you very much!"

"No, it's not!" the scholar shook his head and said, "It's not that I hate it, it's not as good, you know that you will never be able to compare to me." ”

Wuwei Daozun did not refute, but changed the topic and said, "But I have found the person of the inheritance, and you can leave satisfied." ”

"No, you're getting older and more confused. The scholar interrupted, "How do you know that I don't? ”

Under the black robe of Wuwei Daozun, his expression was shocked, and he said, "Why?"

"Kill you!" the scholar said blandly.

"For the sake of the Holy Jade?"

"Or else?"

"You think there's someone better suited than him?"

"If you had seen that man, you wouldn't have said that!"

"You and I are one, I admit that I am a little afraid of you, but how can you kill me?"

The scholar stretched out his index finger, waved in front of Wuwei, and corrected: "You are a Dao Venerable, but you have come to the end of the Dao, you are already decayed, you have long lost your sharpness, and you don't even dare to kill a junior, how can you succeed? You can't pass the love barrier, you can't escape the demons in your heart, you shouldn't exist like this, and the best ending is not to be killed by me." ”

"It seems that you and I can't escape the battle today!" Wuwei Daozun sighed.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Lin Yu no longer had the slightest doubt about the identity of the scholar.

Scholars are wuwei, and Daozun is also wuwei, and in their words, they are the same existence.

The two of them represent two completely different wills of Wuwei, the scholar is the original identity of Wuwei, when he rose rapidly, looking at the world and arrogance, and Daozun is the identity of Wuwei after cultivating to attainment, although he was more powerful at that time, but he was trapped by love, imprisoned by the mortal dust, and was no longer the once chic scholar.

Lin Yu had seen the will of a saint who had lost his mind, so he could understand that Wuwei had two different identities at the same time, and perhaps when he cultivated to a certain level, he would have this kind of supernatural power.

Daozun is afraid of scholars, because he is his former self, and there are things he hates, and at the same time, he understands extremely well that when they meet, they will only fight until one side disappears, and they are one and they are extremely eager to devour each other, which is an instinctive desire.

"Let's go to the old place!" the scholar suggested.

Wuwei Daozun points the same.

After the two agreed, the two figures turned into a point of light and disappeared in place.

Lin Yu knew that they had entered the small world, which was originally their world, and it was only appropriate to solve everything there.

Lin Yu was just a bystander, and he couldn't affect the battle between the two, so he could only wait anxiously and helplessly.

In the distance, the forces of the Sacred Heart Sect continued to surge, ending the originally stalemate battle in a devastating way.

The corpses of the entire school field were all over the field, including monks from the southeast region and monks from the Liu family.

Countless foundation building monks fell, and the Jindan monks were not spared, and the seven Yuanying monks of the Liu family also died one after another in the face of the mysterious power.

This battle involved the forces of the three parties, and there were too many people involved, and the battlefield spread from the school field to the entire Suzhou City, and even ordinary mortals were not spared, because no one could tell whether those who looked ordinary would be the forces of a certain party, and whether they would suddenly pull out a knife, and Suzhou City was not composed of mortals.

There was a young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and his whole body was bathed in blood, but it was not his blood, and he was red-eyed.

After many years, he finally returned to the city.

He was like a mad dog, he bit people when he saw them, and the knife in his hand became a machine for grinding meat.

He only kills ordinary people, only those who are weak and have no power to resist.

This kind of behavior is shameful by cultivators, even the people of the Holy Sect are very despised, but he doesn't mind, the knife in his hand falls, and the blood flows like a river.