"Is it not good to be alive [youyou read www.uutxt.me]!"

The calm and indifferent voice fell into the Qin King's ears, making him feel cold all over his body.

Even though Mr. Du did not release any breath at this moment, this simple sentence still had such power, which made the King of Qin feel the power of fear.

"Junior brother." Dean Xiao looked solemnly next to him and looked at Mr. Du.

"There's nothing." Mr. Du rubbed his head, as if he was a little depressed.

"Roar..." Suddenly, a dragon roar sound came out, shocking the earth. On the Book Mountain, many disciples of the academy trembled violently, and they felt the blood rolling. The powerful dragon roar erupted from the body of the King of Qin. A terrifying dragon shadow rushed out of his body, shaking up, and a terrifying golden dragon claw directly knocked down and buckled Mr. Du's head.

The two were too close, so close, so violent, and the one who took action was the King of Qin. Anyone at the level of sage below the level of sage would probably not survive such a surprise attack.

At this moment, all the eyes on Shushan looked at Mr. Du, and his heart was beating.

Mr. Du was not dead. His golden claws remained in the void. On the terrifying dragon claws, dragon shadows kept roaring out, but such a terrifying attack power could not kill Mr. Du.

The space seemed to be still, and Mr. Du just stood there quietly. The extremely terrifying dragon shadow covered his body, but was blocked by an invisible light. The flowing light seemed to have no power to break it. Moreover, this terrifying light wrapped around the body of the King of Qin little by little, covering his whole body.

The King of Qin was trembling, shocked, fearful, confused and puzzled.

"Sage." The Qin King's heart completely sank. He looked at Mr. Du, and saw that the other party's expression was as calm and plain as ever, staring at him quietly.

The Qin King's eyes kept changing, and he spoke, "Why, why are the rumors in the world that Mr. Du doesn't understand practice."

"How many people in this world dare to say that they understand cultivation?" Mr. Du responded.

"Since that's the case, why don't you ever take action?" The King of Qin still didn't understand. He thought he had put enough pressure on himself. If Mr. Du really had absolute strength, why didn't he touch the Qin Dynasty?

He never thought that Mr. Du really didn't understand cultivation, and dared not underestimate the existence of this figure who taught the sword saint Gu Dongliu. However, Mr. Du's low-key and forbearance made him feel illusioned that although Mr. Du could practice, he might be just as good as Dean Xiao, or even stronger, but he would definitely not be a sage.

Otherwise, why did we take action until today?

"Aren't you taking action now?" Mr. Du spoke slowly, and then the dazzling light rolled the Qin King's body into the void. A terrifying phantom suddenly appeared behind the Qin King. His pupils seemed to turn into death gray, and a terrifying death gray will head towards Mr. Du. At this moment, a terrifying illusion appeared on the Book Mountain, like a death dragon shadow appeared, covering the sky and the sun, covering the sky above the academy.

Countless people's hearts were trembling. Looking at the terrifying scene that covered the sky and the sun, many people felt scared. The two old men of the Qin Dynasty also came to the side of the Qin King and released similar powers, as if they turned into a god of death.

A face condensed by dark air appeared above the sky, overlooking the mountain of Books.

"Who is touching my descendants?" A voice that was extremely cold came out, and everyone in Shushan felt a sense of coldness.

King Qin, his descendants?

It is rumored that the Qin Dynasty opened the tomb of the ancestors, but did there be the power of will that the ancestors had left behind?

This is so terrible. Everyone seems to be covered with a layer of death, as if the god of death is coming.

Is this the real confidence of the King of Qin to come to the academy?

"Your descendants are unfilial, I will clear the door for you." Mr. Du looked up at the phantom condensed in the void and spoke faintly.

The endless dark air flowed in the void, and the terrifying death pupils stared at Mr. Du, and then the dark air flow flowed down frantically, covering every direction of the academy.

Mr. Du stretched out his hand towards the void. The next moment, a huge and boundless palm print appeared above the vast Shu Mountain. The palm print stretched across the heavens and earth, blocking the entire Shu Mountain. Endless dark air stormed on the palm, but saw extremely sharp sword intent appearing in the huge and boundless palm print, and flames that burned the heavens.

The palm print extended wildly, still growing bigger, covering the entire sky. The palm print looked like a world, the five fingers were like five mountains, the sword in the palm was like the sword formation in the sky, and the flames that filled the sky were like the divine fire that burned the world.

The sword intent and flame power merged into one, and everyone in the Qin Dynasty was shrouded in the range of the palm prints.

"No..." The King of Qin and the powerful Qin Dynasty felt endless panic in their hearts. Their bodies were heading upwards and wanted to escape, but they found that the world of palm prints seemed to have frozen the space, and their bodies could not move at all. It was an unparalleled gravity that was pressing on their bodies. Not only did their bodies not be able to escape, but they were even sinking.

"It seems that the only thing that can solve everything is still strength. In this world, the fist is the biggest." Mr. Du seemed to laugh at himself, and his palm slightly clenched, and the huge and boundless palm prints were clamped in the sky.

"Sir, please spare me." Someone begged for mercy.

But at this moment, Mr. Du didn't have any sympathy. He held the big palm print directly, accompanied by a shocking sound, and everything was wiped out.

The palm print turned into spiritual energy and dissipated. The sunlight shone down. Everything in the sky disappeared without a trace. There was no flow of death. There was no strong man from the Qin Dynasty. Only the remaining will power, and everything else turned into dust of history.

With that hand, the Qin Dynasty completely became the history of the Eastern Wasteland.

On the mountain of books, countless people's bodies trembled slightly, and their hearts were filled with storms. No one could describe the shock in their hearts at this moment.

The big palm print that covers the sky and the sun is an era in one hand.

Is this the real Mr. Du in the Caotang?

It was rumored that Mr. Du, who did not know how to practice, but cultivated the best disciple of the Eastern Wilderness Realm.

Countless eyes looked at the old man's figure, with admiration and endless fanaticism. Whether it is a disciple of the academy, a disciple of the Daosheng Mountain, or a person from the Wangyue Sect, their mood is the same at this moment.

Mr. Du of Caotang is the first person in the East Wilderness, the first person without any suspense.

On the mountain of books, the old man withdrew his palm and felt countless fanatical gazes. He sighed slowly, looked at his senior brother, Dean Xiao, and said, "Hey, why is it so difficult to keep a low profile?"

"Ahem!"

Dean Xiao's thoughts were instantly pulled back, and he looked at the figure in front of him speechlessly. He saw Mr. Du standing with his hands behind his back and stepping leisurely away.

"This bastard is still very proud." Dean Xiao cursed in a low voice.

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On the way to Shushan, a group of figures walked in the air. It was the sword saint, Zhuge Hui, Gu Dongliu and Ye Futian.

The Saint Saint and the others set off after a moment of cultivation and were ready to return to Shushan directly.

"Senior brother, senior sister, there will be nothing wrong in the Caotang, right?" Ye Futian asked, a little worried. Since Qin Yu attacked them here and the King of Qin did not show up, it is very likely that he had gone to Shushan. In addition, he offended the powerful people in Huangzhou.

"Don't worry, the teacher is here, nothing will happen." Gu Dongliu said.

Ye Futian's eyes flashed, and then he asked again: "What is the level of cultivation in the teacher?"

If he believed that guy didn't understand cultivation, he would be an idiot.

"Xian."

Gu Dongliu said directly, Ye Futian's eyes lit up a little. That old guy seemed to be worried in vain.

"I'm a little worried about the teacher," Dao Sheng suddenly spoke, "Wild State is coming, and the Qin Dynasty is pressing step by step, and the teacher is afraid that he will take action."

The second and third brothers were silent, which made Ye Futian look strange. Since the teacher is a wise man, why should he still worry?

"Little junior brother, do you know how we were accepted as disciples by the teacher?" Dao Sheng asked Ye Futian at this time.

Ye Futian shook his head.

"I am an orphan. Many years ago, when I was young, I wanted to join a small sect to learn swordsmanship. Because I was too poor, I was rejected. Even the mountain gate was not qualified to step on it. Someone pointed to a stone wall at the foot of the mountain and said to me, "If I could carve words on the stone wall one day, I would let me enter the mountain gate. I held the knife and tried for three months. Finally, I engraved a very shallow stroke. I was excited to join the sect. I was bombarded again. The old man passing by said to me, "A person as stupid as me is not suitable for practicing at all, so why not follow him to do chores. I was discouraged and followed the old man."

The Knife Saint recalled the past when he was a child and showed a gentle smile. He will never forget the experiences many years ago.

"Later, my senior brother became the sword saint in the Eastern Wilderness Realm..." Ye Futian blinked. This was really a very simple story.

"Where are you, the second senior sister?" Ye Futian asked curiously.

"Forgot." Zhuge Hui said, Ye Futian felt ashamed.

"Your second senior sister ran away from home and was chased by her family. The teacher fooled your second senior sister and said that she would never find a good place, so she fooled her to Donghuang." Dao Sheng said with a smile.

"This..." Ye Futian looked dark.

"Where is the third senior brother?" Ye Futian asked again.

"Your third senior brother is even simpler. When the teacher took the second senior sister out for a trip, it was said that when your third senior brother saw your second senior sister, he followed the teacher and refused to leave again." Dao Sheng said.

“…”

Ye Futian was a little confused at this moment. Are these really the three famous disciples of Caotang?

The reason for this apprenticeship is really touching!
Chapter completed!