"Um?"
The old man in black robe made a sound of surprise.
He just saw Zheng Zhiqiu offering pictures of beautiful women to deal with He Wancheng, and he thought the two were fighting among themselves.
But now I discovered that He Wancheng actually broke through with pictures of beautiful women.
"Brother Bi, let this poor man go and meet the third-rank scholar of literature and art."
The old Taoist in black robe was very interested, but before he charged, he did not forget to leave a way out and said to the man in white: "If I am defeated by this poor Taoist, I hope Brother Bi will take action!"
call out!
He didn't give the man in white a chance to refuse and took action directly.
With both hands squeezing the seal, the ice cubes on the ground shattered and turned into thousands of sharp ice crystals.
An overwhelming blanket shrouded Xianghe Wancheng.
"Protect!"
He Wancheng's expression was indifferent, without any emotion. He raised his hand and saw the blessing of heaven and earth.
There is a shield of talent covering the whole body.
"kill!"
He Wancheng opened his mouth, blending his words with martial arts, and a sword of talent condensed on his head, which was as big as ten feet, and slashed horizontally at the black-robed old man.
"At that time, our Dao Sect was the orthodox of heaven and earth, and we also mastered the art of truth!"
The old man in black robe looked gloomy.
He knew that the He Wancheng in front of him was no longer the fourth-grade gentleman he had been before.
Instead, the Confucian spirit communicates with the rules of Wen Dao, and uses the Wen Dao supernatural power blessed by the power of the soul as the means of attack.
The stronger the scholar spirit is, the more terrifying and powerful the borrowed literary rules are.
It has a strong ability to suppress the Taoism of Humanity Sect.
The old man in black robe made a seal, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed into a spiritual cauldron, which suppressed the ten-foot-long giant sword.
When~
Bells rang out between heaven and earth, and the sword cauldron shattered and exploded in the void.
A powerful energy shock wave swept across, the entire void was shaking, thousands of trees shook off pine and snow, and the ice on the ground cracked.
Zheng Zhiqiu suffered a disaster, an ice pick was inserted into his butt, and he lay in a pit and cursed.
He Wancheng groaned and took a few steps back in the air.
The black-robed old Taoist also felt very uncomfortable, his ears were ringing, and he sneered: "With the blessings of the rules of Wen Dao, it is still no match for the Taoism of our Human Tao Sect!"
He probably knew clearly that He Wancheng was not a real third-level disciple, but that he had forcibly entered the Great Confucian realm in some way.
This price is definitely not high.
This greatly increased the confidence of the black-robed old man, who believed that he could ravage He Wancheng at will.
He activated the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and a pair of big black hands emerged from the void, glowing with dark energy, and slammed towards He Wancheng.
He Wancheng held the pen in his right hand, sketched in the void, and cut like a knife, making a huge mark on the big black hand.
His body moved in the void, avoiding the evil hands, and he painted in the void with his Wenbao pen. Every time he put down the pen, there was a majestic talent brewing.
In the end, the dots were connected and condensed into a huge mountain, moving towards the black-robed old man to suppress them.
"One word transforms a mountain. You are risking your life to see how long you can be arrogant."
The black-robed old Taoist's eyebrows were beating and he was dodging like crazy.
But he tried his best, but was still hit by the mountain on his back, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his spine was almost broken.
"This guy has something, he's just too careless..."
The old man in black robe decided not to confront him head-on. The other party was obviously determined to kill him on the spot.
But he knew that He Wancheng was about to run out of strength, so he avoided his killing move and then took action to kill him.
Breathe~
He Wancheng's breathing became rapid, and his literary heart beat wildly, maintaining the communication between the Confucian spirit and the rules of literature and Taoism.
But his condition has declined, and there is a trace of bitterness on the corner of his mouth.
"Old Zheng, if I die, train Lin Yi and leave Qingping Academy and Yourong to him!"
He Wancheng decided to give it a try.
Zheng Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment. He covered his butt and shouted: "Old He, what the hell are you doing? Lin is my direct disciple. I don't agree. He will become the master of Pingzhou Academy in the future!"
He Wancheng said: "Can the merger of the two academies be completed?"
"become!"
Zheng Zhiqiu nodded decisively. He decided to accept the big pie. He said with a smile: "Old He Zhongyi, the academy and my daughter have arranged for my disciples..."
"roll!"
He Wancheng was too lazy to pay attention to this old naughty boy and went straight after the black-robed old man.
There is not much time left for him, he must kill this demon as soon as possible.
Soon after.
He Wancheng was gradually exhausted, and it became increasingly difficult to communicate with Wen Dao rules. This allowed the black-robed old Taoist to seize the opportunity and start a counterattack!
The situation took a turn for the worse. He Wancheng was severely injured by Taoism and almost fell from the void, covered in blood.
"Lao He is in danger..."
Zheng Zhiqiu was a little confused and felt a deep sense of powerlessness. Ruling the world with culture and educating living beings was not the way to attack and kill after all.
…
Baihe Town.
Many academy bachelors are paying attention to all this, including disciples from Qingping Academy and disciples from Pingzhou Academy.
"father!"
He Yourong saw that He Wancheng was being beaten repeatedly and was covered in blood. He could no longer suppress it and screamed heartbreakingly.
"Sister!"
"Junior sister..."
The academicians around him comforted him, and all of them had red eyes.
"If...if the dean hadn't taken action to intercept the demonic path, perhaps he wouldn't have ended up like this!"
Some bachelors felt that He Wancheng was not worthy.
Someone followed and echoed, saying: "We actually... belong to the Holy Court. The Humanity Sect has always only targeted the imperial court."
Snapped!
Snapped!
A middle-aged man next to He Yourong took out a ruler and slapped the two bachelors on the face. He said with red eyes: "It's time to beat them. The academy is a holy academy, but are you the children of your parents?" Are they the people of Dayan or the people of the Holy Courtyard?"
"If you don't stand out for the people by studying and cultivating, what are you doing studying? Pursuing your power? Then go to the Holy Court quickly and don't come back to Nanxiang Mansion. The people of Nanxiang Mansion won't welcome you!"
The middle-aged man is Chen Jinbei.
Although the other party was not a bachelor of Pingzhou Academy, he couldn't stand the existence of such a scholar.
When Nanxiang Mansion encountered such a disaster, it was all the demons who were behind the scenes. If they, the scholars, didn't stop them, who would?
The two bachelors covered their faces and lowered their heads in silence.
"Master Chen!"
at this time.
When Chen Jinbei heard someone calling him, he was so angry that he said without looking back: "It's useless to persuade anyone, they just deserve to be beaten, they are useless scholars!"
"Scholar Lin?"
He Yourong turned around and saw Lin Yi approaching on a white horse, her pretty face was startled.
Why did he come to Baihe Town?
"Master Lin!"
"Master Lin!"
"..."
The bachelors from Pingzhou Academy immediately recognized Lin Yi and shouted.
They were excited for no reason.
"Lin Yi?"
Master Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he looked back. When he saw the guy who had appeared several times in his dreams, he looked ecstatic.
"You came back from the Capital Rural Examination? This time you won Jieyuan in the Capital, and His Majesty rewarded the academy with many things!"
Chen Jinbei couldn't help but share this joy with Lin Yi, but thinking of the current situation, he sighed: "Why are you coming back? Who asked you to come back?"
"..."
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment. He had already experienced Master Chen's speed of changing his face.
But my heart felt inexplicably warm.
"The demons are causing trouble in the world and Nanxiang Mansion is in trouble. How can I just sit back and watch?"
Lin Yi turned over and dismounted, turned to look at Dean He who was in a very bad situation outside the town, and his eyes immediately fell on the black-robed old man.
He narrowed his eyes and without looking back, said to Yan Shuangwu beside him: "Master Yan, kill!"
