"I want to ask you to confirm whether the dean of the Holy Academy has left the Holy Academy."

Jian Fengyun looked at the Holy Mahatma in front of him with a faint look and spoke slowly.

"What? Want to ask the dean for help?"

The Holy Majesty glanced at Jian Fengyun with contempt and said disdainfully: "Not to mention that the Dean is no longer in the Holy Academy, just because you are a minion from the Spirit Emperor Realm, are you qualified to talk to him?"

"Let's go." Jian Fengyun muttered, and a sneer slowly appeared in his calm face, "Then let you die first."

As soon as the words were finished, a wisp of sword energy suddenly condensed in Jian Fengyun's hand.

"Hmph, I still want to go to Europe to fight to the death!"

The Holy Mahatma snorted coldly and waved his hand in an instant.

A powerful golden light arrow condensed and shot towards Jian Fengyun's heart.

This golden light arrow is an arrow that condenses a large amount of metal law power in the body of the Holy Mahatma. Whether it is speed or attack power, it is far beyond the range that the Spirit Emperor Realm can resist, and even exceeds the ability of ordinary Lingjun Realm warriors.

You should know that Holy Mahatma himself is a warrior in the late stage of the Lingjun realm. In addition to the high-level martial arts in the Holy Academy, it is inevitable that the power he exerts beyond that of ordinary warriors in the same realm.

The golden arrow was dazzling like fire in the air, but it was many times brighter than the fire red. The golden arrow turned into a ray of light and shadow and flew towards Jian Fengyun. In the air, it could not even see the trajectory clearly and appeared behind Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun only felt an extremely sharp murderous aura attacking, and he was not panicked, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"A little trick to carving insects."

After the words fell, the sword energy spread out instantly on Jian Fengyun's palm, and the power of the fire-attribute law condensed into a big hand and slapped it casually.

The giant flame palm hit the golden arrow without the huge collision as imagined. The long golden arrow fell into the giant flame palm and was directly shaken and disintegrated, turning into golden-attributed laws.

It was like a child shooting a monster with a slingshot stone. The stone was shot on the monster. The monster was unscathed, but the stone was shaken into powder by the recoil force.

However, this golden arrow is not a stone, it is the product condensed by the power of the Mahatma's laws.

After being photographed, it directly touched the mind of the Holy Mahatma and quickly cut off control of the golden arrow.

"How come you still have such strong power!"

The Mahatma looked shocked, and looked at Jian Fengyun not far away and said coldly.

"You're done, it's my turn."

Jian Fengyun smiled coldly, and sixteen sword energy condensed with a wave of his hand.

A sword light flashed in an instant.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff...

The sixteen people surrounding Jian Fengyun just saw a piece of sword energy condensed in the man's hands.

The shadow of their hands flashed, and before they could react, they felt a chill in their hearts and pain in their internal organs, and their whole consciousness began to disappear.

Their rank armor was like tofu in front of the heart-piercing sword energy, and had no power to block it.

Everything happened in an instant. These sixteen people could not even shout before their death and all fell to the ground.

Sixteen Spirit Lords were killed instantly!

These sixteen people were disciples sent by the Holy Academy to patrol the city. Their cultivation was in the early stage of the Spirit Lord Realm. The spiritual weapons and armor equipped on them were also the spiritual weapons of the King level. They didn't even block Jian Fengyun's move, which was horrifying.

clang! clang! clang! clang!......

The sound of the spirit soldiers landing quietly sounded, and all the Jun-level weapons in the hands of the sixteen people fell to the ground.

A series of golden spirit swords were inserted into the ground, and even the rocks on the ground could not resist the sharpness of the swordsman and were directly cut and pierced.

Sixteen people fell to the ground, revealing the young man in white who had been surrounded.

"It's your turn!"

Jian Fengyun looked at the Mahatma and Sheng'an in front of him, and slowly walked forward, his steps light and powerful, which turned out to be abruptly opposite to his weak appearance before.

When the Holy Mahatma saw Jian Fengyun's energetic appearance, he immediately gritted his teeth and said.

"You didn't get the vengeful spirit needle, are you cheating us?"

"I didn't cheat you. I just cooperated with you to act in a play. Now that the play is over, I already know what I want to know, and it's almost time for you to go on the road!" Jian Fengyun said calmly.

While speaking, a silver-white sword condensed from the palm of his hand. The sword energy was like a sharp edge, and its momentum was as if it could capture the soul and soul.

"Who are you? There is no one like you in the God Emperor City?"

The Holy Mahatma looked at Jian Fengyun, staring at him tightly, his voice trembling a little.

Jian Fengyun's eyes faintly swept, and said, "You should know me?"

"No, I haven't seen you again, who are you?" Shengmao was a little panicked and walked to Sheng'an's side. Both brothers looked at Jian Fengyun vigilantly.

"I must have never seen him, but you should have heard of him." Jian Fengyun smiled faintly and looked at the two of them.

"My name is Jian Fengyun!"

As soon as the words were finished, Saint Mahatma and Saint An were stunned at the same time, with shock on their faces, as if they had heard something incredible.

"Jian Fengyun, you are Jian Fengyun!"

"Brother, run away."

Sheng An first reacted. After all, he had been the captain of the guard for many years. He immediately grabbed the hand of the Mahatma and rushed into the secret passage to escape.

Zheng!

A slight sound of sword sounded.

Plop! Plop!

Two corpses were suddenly added on the ground, their eyes wide open, and they looked at Jian Fengyun with fear.

"The Holy Academy will not let you go..."

Sheng'an's cultivation level was a small level higher than that of Saint Mahatma, and he still had a breath, staring at Jian Fengyun ferociously, and used his last breath.

"Don't worry, I don't plan to let the Holy Academy go!" Jian Fengyun said with a calm look.

A flame burned and destroyed in this Holy Beast Garden, and no one noticed it.

All of these eighteen people have become part of Jian Fengyun's cultivation.

With Jian Fengyun's current realm, the average Lingjun realm is like an ant to him.

"Master, there is a treasure underneath it."

At this moment, the voice of the divine dog sounded in the Immortal Hall.

The next moment, Jian Fengyun released the divine dog.

"Master, I feel the breath of heaven and earth treasures, many, many, fast."

As soon as the divine dog appeared, it immediately twisted its butt and ran towards the depths of the Holy Beast Garden.

But after a while, the divine dog led Jian Fengyun to a cave.

"Baby is in the cave."

The divine dog looked at the dark hole and saliva was about to flow out.

Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly and then stepped down.

The hole was nearly a hundred feet deep, and Jian Fengyun jumped from the top and waited for more than twenty seconds before landing.

A ball of flame condensed with a wave of hand, and the surroundings suddenly lit up.

Jian Fengyun is in a huge mine cave.

The reason why it is called a mine cave is because the spiritual ore can be seen everywhere, and it is the best spiritual crystal.

In the center...
Chapter completed!