Pucheng.
This county town has a prosperous literary style and has a Wensheng Temple.
Although it is not a big city in Donglin County, it has produced many talented people.
There is a Wenshan Academy in Pucheng, and its dean, Mr. Jinyan, is admirable both for his virtues and his writings.
In recent years, although the students of Wenshan Academy had poor official career in the court.
But the scholarly character of the students of Wenshan Academy is commendable.
In particular, Wenshan Academy provides a convenient door for disadvantaged students.
Many children from poor families can take advantage of the imperial examinations to achieve success.
Mr. Jin Yan is a plainly dressed scholar in his early fifties with a good appearance.
When he was young, he was also a romantic and charming man.
The horse racing on the imperial streets of the capital was a moment of great limelight.
It's just that few people in Pucheng know this glorious history of Mr. Jinyan.
Wenshan Academy is located in Xicheng, Pucheng.
The environment is elegant and does not have the majesty of those large academies, but it has a unique aura of pure learning.
At this time,
A young scholar suddenly staggered into Wenshan Academy.
There is blood on the body!
"Oh no, something happened. Bandits have come to the city and are robbing people everywhere!"
This student ran into Wenshan Academy with blood dripping from his body!
There are two vicious Jiang Hu Cao Mang following closely behind him!
A big man's eyes turned cold, energy and blood surged from his body, and his steps suddenly became a little faster!
He came up behind the scholar and grabbed him!
The five fingers are bent like hooks!
If they hadn't been trying to capture him alive, they would have killed this scholar on the way!
"Laws, cultivate yourself!"
A majestic cold shout emerged!
These two ferocious Jiang Hu Cao Mang were immediately unable to move!
It's as if he's been possessed by an immortal's body-holding spell!
Mr. Jin Yan showed up with two or three disciples, his demeanor was stern and he was not angry or authoritative.
"Wang Wencai, what happened?!"
Mr. Jin Yan asked in a deep voice.
"Dean, there is a group of bandits in the city robbing the people. Even the county government can't stop them. Please take action, dean!"
The student named Wang Wencai said weakly.
Mr. Jinyan is usually very gentle with others.
Seeing that the student studying at Wenshan Academy was so seriously injured, he immediately knelt down to support him.
"I understand. Don't talk too much. You are about to die."
His tone was very calm.
Wang Wencai nodded.
Mr. Jin Yan raised his head and looked at the two Jiang Hu Cao Mang, and was about to ask a question when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest!
A sharp dagger pierced his chest!
The man holding the sword is none other than Wang Wencai, a student from Wenshan Academy!
"Dean!"
"gentlemen!"
The teachers and students around me all cheered!
This Wang Wencai has a sinister look in his eyes!
The dagger in his hand is going to be slashed!
A writing brush in Mr. Jin Yan's arms emitted divine light, and he immediately pushed Wang Wencai out!
Wang Wencai's figure released the powerful force in the air and landed lightly on the ground!
Mr. Jin Yan now had the sharp dagger stuck in his chest.
Ordinary people would be dead if they received this blow!
But this Mr. Jin Yan is a great Confucian practitioner.
He looked dignified and said in a deep voice: "Wu Shang!"
As he finished speaking, the dagger in his chest was pushed out by a powerful force.
Even the wound on his chest healed, as if he had never been injured.
"You are not Wang Wencai, who are you?!"
Mr. Jin Yan said in a deep voice.
"As expected of a great scholar, he is indeed difficult to deal with! He can even recover from such fatal injuries."
Wang Wencai smiled coldly.
Dozens of knights suddenly appeared on both sides of the street, tall and tall, wearing light armor and holding crossbows in their hands!
Their temples bulged high and their blood was strong,
They are all serious martial arts masters!
"Fire the arrow! Leave no one behind!"
Wang Wencai said coldly.
Whoosh!
A sharp sound broke through the air!
Dozens of powerful crossbows suddenly shot at the scholars of Wenshan Academy!
Mr. Jin Yan’s face darkened.
With a wave of his hands, the brush in his hand flew into the sky!
The majestic Haoran righteousness turned into an invisible barrier, covering the sharp arrows shot by these military crossbows!
These arrows seem to be specially made to break the practitioner's power!
It's just that Mr. Jin Yan's awe-inspiring righteousness was so powerful that this wall of energy blocked these crossbow arrows!
"put!"
Wang Wencai's eyes were filled with murderous intent!
These dozens of knights actually took out muskets from their backs!
This is the control weapon of the Qianguo army!
Mr. Jinyan's eyes showed surprise.
If these people attack him, he can stop them in an instant with his own cultivation.
But these people were so cruel that they attacked many students in Wenshan Academy almost in the blink of an eye!
Mr. Jin Yan can only shield these scholars with his awe-inspiring righteousness!
boom! boom! boom!
The huge power of the musket exploded on the air wall where Haoran's righteousness was condensed!
Mr. Jin Yan’s eyes turned cold.
I want to mobilize Haoran's righteousness to kill these mysterious knights with unknown origins!
But at this moment, there was a sudden pain in the body!
Qi disorder!
The blue and black energy flashed across his face!
"That dagger is poisonous!"
Mr. Jin Yan realized this and immediately mobilized the mysterious power of the brush to suppress the poison!
The methods of Confucian practitioners are the most flashy.
Even though this poison is a rare poison in the world, it still can't really hurt Mr. Jin Yan.
He is a great scholar!
The pinnacle of the second realm of Yin Shen!
Even if this is a ferocious poison in southern Xinjiang, it can be suppressed with Confucian fancy methods.
The green and black energy on his face quickly dissipated!
But the expression on Wang Wencai's face suddenly turned cold!
A sharp sound broke through the air!
Among the dozens of knights, there was a burly man who kicked off his legs and turned into an afterimage, attacking Mr. Jin Yan!
Mr. Jin Yan was currently mobilizing the mysterious brush to suppress the toxins in his body, so his reaction was inevitably a little slow!
But it’s just a little slow!
The big man has already arrived in front of me!
Clang!
The long sword at the waist was unsheathed, and the cold light was threatening!
The sword pierced Mr. Jin Yan's chest!
But if you look carefully, you can see that there is a special force in front of Mr. Jin Yan, forcing the sword three inches away from his chest!
The big man's eyes turned cold, and suddenly there was a half-foot-long sword glow on the tip of his sword!
Mr. Jin Yan’s chest was instantly pierced!
Several teachers around him were shocked.
They all used their awe-inspiring righteousness to deal with this big man!
But the big man flipped his wrist, and several sword energy flew out!
Several Wenshan Academy teachers were injured instantly!
The sword energy raged in their bodies, leaving them speechless!
The Confucian system is jokingly called a gibberish by many people.
Use the words, poems and articles of saints to suppress your opponents.
Once you are speechless, your combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced!
Mr. Jin Yan mobilized the power of the mysterious writing brush again.
Unexpectedly, even if his chest was punctured, this fatal injury was still recovering.
