"Let's go," Feng Wuwu's voice came from the side.
Xu Zimo withdrew his mind and looked away from the stone tablet.
"What kind of person is this Kuangren Chu!"
"Some say he is a real man, while others say he is a madman," Feng Immortal replied.
"But no matter what the evaluation is, Kuangren Chu is praised by future generations as a rare strong man."
As soon as everyone reached the city gate, a group of people came towards them.
"Hey, Dean Feng will personally lead the team this time."
The group of people wore gray robes, and each of them carried an arrow box on his back, with arrows of various colors inserted into it.
The aura around them was sharp and sharp, and each person's face was blocked, leaving only a pair of eyes like sharp arrows.
Staring at others can feel like a thorn in the back, making it very uncomfortable.
"It's Wujian Academy," Feng Wuxi looked at Xu Zimo and whispered.
Then he raised his head and smiled: "Dean Liu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why are you leading the team yourself?"
"The competition is extremely important, so naturally I have to personally lead the team to feel at ease," Dean Liu looked up and said with a smile.
"I heard that some time ago, Hong Yu from your college was beaten to death in Jiugui College.
I wonder who else can compete? "
Seeing Dean Liu's gloating expression, Feng Wuyi frowned slightly and said, "There's no need for Dean Liu to worry about it. We'll find out when we get to the stage."
After hearing what Feng Wuxi said, Dean Liu was not angry. He walked up and patted Feng Wuxi on the shoulder.
He smiled and said: "Brother Feng, don't mind, we will see the outcome on stage."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and everyone behind him followed and left together.
The moment he passed by, Feng Wuyi's eyes narrowed and he looked at one of the people in the group.
It was a young man with bandages all over his body and shrouded in a black robe.
In the quiver behind him, the sword was different from others.
The arrows were like sickles, with a dark light shining on them.
Moreover, his robe was like wings, with two long pieces of cloth hanging in front of him.
As he walked forward, the two long pieces of cloth were like long knives, tearing through the void along the way.
The power around him was very heavy, even extremely strong.
"Emperor Fei Lian," Feng Wuxi said word by word after the other party's figure disappeared.
He looked at Xu Zimo and asked, "What do you think?"
"You can't see through it before we fight," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Let's go into the city."
Feng Wuxi breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around and was about to leave.
At this moment, he froze in place, his hairs on his hair rising, as if he felt a strong sense of crisis.
But at this moment, his whole body was stiff and he no longer had the strength to turn around.
It seemed like some big terror was coming from behind.
Xu Zimo frowned, turned around and saw a black stream of light flying towards him.
The stream of light was in the shape of an arrow at first, and soon turned into the shape of a strange beast.
The alien beast is black and white in color, like a giraffe, with a slender body and a neck nearly one meter long.
But the most eye-catching thing is the horn on its head, which can be more than ten meters long.
The two pairs of wings attacked Xu Zimo at the speed of light.
Xu Zimo's eyes condensed, spiritual energy surged in his hands, he stepped forward, and the ground immediately fell into pieces.
Xu Zimo grabbed his right hand forward, and the sharp arrow, which was as fast as the speed of light, fell into the palm of his hand instantly.
The sharp arrows wanted to break through all obstacles and kept erupting.
The surrounding void is also constantly shattering.
Xu Zimo clenched his right hand tightly and refused to let go.
Gradually, under the stalemate between the two, the power of the arrow became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace.
The pressure disappeared, and Feng Wuxi turned around.
He looked at everyone in Wujian Academy with an embarrassed expression.
He shouted softly: "Xiang Liu, do you want to start a war?"
"Dean Feng, don't get me wrong. I shot this arrow and it has nothing to do with the academy," the young man holding the bow next to him said with a grin.
"Who are you?" Although Feng Wuxi knew it well, he still asked calmly.
"This Emperor is Fei Lian," the young man said with a smile.
"It's just a name, Dean Feng may not have heard of it."
"How dare you not have heard that Fei Lian's name is recognized by heaven and earth and spread throughout the entire ghost and god realm," Feng Immortal snorted coldly.
"I have long admired my reputation, so what does Emperor Fei Lian mean by this?"
"It's just a discussion," Emperor Fei Lian said with a smile.
"Is there such a discussion?" Feng Immortal said lightly.
"I saw that this brother was a little bit technical, so I tried it out," Emperor Fei Lian looked at Xu Zimo and said with a smile.
"Brother, you don't mind."
"I mind, I mind very much," Xu Zimo took out Ba Ying and said lightly.
"Since we want to spar, if I take an arrow from you, you should also take a blow from me."
"No problem," Emperor Fei Lian said with a chuckle.
Ba Ying slowly gathered above his shoulders, endless willpower surging, Xu Zimo's eyes and the blade formed a straight line.
"Kill," he swung his sword, and the endless sword intent instantly hit him overwhelmingly.
The power of reincarnation and demonic energy are entangled.
The earth cracked, and countless cracks suddenly appeared.
Although this sword did not use all his strength, Xu Zimo was also very serious and powerful.
The relaxed look on Emperor Fei Lian's face gradually disappeared.
He bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and a "bang bang bang" sound came from the bowstring.
The bow string was stretched to a length of one meter, and then the bow was as full as the crescent moon, and the sound of breaking was heard.
The sharp arrow was shot out and turned into a menacing Fei Lian, which swallowed the sword energy.
A "boom" explosion exploded between the two of them.
Intense firelight splashed everywhere, the earth shook, and dust flew all over the sky.
In the dust, a Fei Lian scream was heard, followed closely by the sword energy sweeping over.
Emperor Fei Lian frowned, took half a step back slightly, and turned sideways to avoid the sword energy.
The sword energy fell to the ground, cutting a crack under his feet.
The power around Emperor Fei Lian is getting stronger and stronger, although this first confrontation did not hurt him.
But if he retreated first, he would be defeated.
It's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting.
When the dust completely settled, Emperor Fei Lian looked embarrassed and stretched his right hand towards the arrow box behind him again.
But he was stopped by someone.
"This is not a place for fighting," Emperor Fei Lian turned his head and saw Dean Liu shaking his head and saying to him.
"What? Do you want to fight again?" Xu Zimo asked.
"There is a chance," Emperor Fei Lian said calmly.
"Let's go," he waved his hand and took the lead to leave the city.
Since becoming Emperor, he has not suffered such humiliation.
"Dean Feng, see you later," Liu Xiang replied coldly and left.
"See you later," Feng Immortal laughed.
After watching everyone leave, Feng Wuxi looked at Xu Zimo and said, "Mr. Xu, I like your character so much.
Violence will be retaliated and no mercy will be tolerated. "
"So weak, why should I tolerate it?" Xu Zimo asked doubtfully.
