Wu Haojun fell to the ground and came to the gate of Beihai Academy again.
I saw that the door here was open, but there was no disciple from Beihai Academy.
Entering the academy, there was no one there.
The disciples from Beihai Academy who were originally together have also disappeared.
Wu Haojun opened his soul-living eyes and looked around.
There was only silence all around. Not a single disciple from the academy was found, and there was a great mystery and murderous intent hidden inside.
Wu Haojun said in his heart: "No matter how powerful the Three Swords of the South China Sea are, there are only three people. It is impossible for them to be able to create countless clones like Sang Yu."
Thinking of this, Wu Haojun checked inside the academy again, but still no one agreed.
Suddenly, a figure appeared quietly and appeared behind Wu Haojun.
Wu Haojun turned around quickly and shouted to the man: "Where are the people from Beihai Academy? Where did you kidnap them?"
The man opposite sneered and remained silent.
Wu Haojun took a look at this man. He was about fifty years old. The muscles on his face seemed to be stiff, and he did not show the slightest hint of joy or anger. He was the second in command of the Nanhai Sword Sect, Yue Feng!
Wu Haojun took a deep breath and shouted: "Don't say anything? Watch for a beating!"
He suddenly raised his left fist and hit Yue Feng on the chest.
Wu Haojun knew that Yue Feng was a top player on the Tianban List, and he knew that this punch could not really hit him, so he just used a feint, lightly tapping his left fist, and then withdrawing it.
Yue Feng had already expected that Wu Haojun's punch was just a feint, as if he didn't hear it, didn't see it, and didn't dodge it.
But in actual combat, every move is a false or true move, and there is no fixed rule. The false move can be turned into a real one, and the true move can be turned into a false move.
Seeing that he ignored him, Wu Haojun didn't intend to take back the punch in the middle of the punch. He punched his left arm hard, turned his fist into a palm and used the Tiancan Shou move, and went straight for Yue Feng's throat.
However, Yue Feng's figure flashed and disappeared.
At the same time, Yue Feng's figure appeared on Wu Haojun's left side.
Then, without saying a word, he took out his weapon and slashed Wu Haojun's left arm with his sword.
Wu Haojun secretly screamed, turned around as fast as the wind, raised his sword with his right hand, and with a "dang" sound, it collided with the opponent's weapon.
Yue Feng's figure disappeared again, and then appeared behind Wu Haojun.
Wu Haojun realized the crisis and hurriedly took half a step away. The long sword in his hand was already spinning in circles, and with a hiss, he stabbed behind him.
The long sword sank into Yue Feng's body.
But Wu Haojun didn't feel anything, as if he was stabbing the air.
Yue Feng's figure disappeared again, and then appeared on the other side of Wu Haojun.
Crack!
Yue Feng slashed his sword and struck Wu Haojun on the shoulder.
An ordinary person would have already had his arm cut off by this sword, but Wu Haojun had Cao Xiong's golden body and the protection of the deep sea armor, so he was able to block Yue Feng's attack.
However, Wu Haojun's shoulder also felt a dull pain from the sword cut.
Wu Haojun secretly screamed that something was wrong. The longer the fight went on, the more he secretly became frightened.
Yue Feng had obviously mastered the art of teleportation. Every time, he used a phantom to disrupt his opponent's sight, and then attacked him from behind.
Yue Feng's strength was already much higher than Wu Haojun's, and coupled with his use of such despicable methods, Wu Haojun was left in a panic.
Wu Haojun shouted loudly, his arms suddenly exerted force, his spirit was lifted, and he immediately waved his sword wildly.
At this moment, the power of the divine cauldron accumulated in Wu Haojun's body gradually released. Yue Feng was a little frightened, and was forced back by Wu Haojun's sword.
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After his death, Master Haotian achieved great feats and defeated us one by one."
Wu Haojun said this mainly because he wanted to rescue the disciples who had fallen into the academy.
As for the rest, they can all be discussed in the long term.
Yue Feng pondered for a moment and sneered: "This time when the three of us brothers came to Beihai Academy, we already had a falling out with Lou Xianyu and the others. Our brothers killed and injured countless of their disciples. I'm afraid this grudge cannot be resolved!"
Wu Haojun thought deeply: "In this case, why don't you act as a peacemaker? If you are willing to reconcile, we will still be friends from now on. If not, I will help the other side beat him!"
Yue Feng looked gloomy, looked at Wu Haojun, and said with disdain: "Do you really have this strength?"
Wu Haojun took out a box and said slowly: "Do you recognize what this is?"
Yue Feng looked shocked and said: "Soul collection box? Cao Xiong's soul is in it!"
Wu Haojun turned his palm, and the soul collecting box returned to the Qiankun Treasure Bag.
Then Wu Haojun stretched out his left hand and saw a silver divine tripod appear in his palm.
On top of the divine cauldron, a half-dead figure was revealed.
Although the figure was not big, Yue Feng could clearly feel that this person was Sang Yu.
Wu Haojun collected the divine cauldron and said calmly: "Master Yue will think about what I mentioned just now. Your disciple Yue Yifeng and I are also good friends. If we don't have to do it, I don't want to become enemies with you."
Yue Feng looked a little embarrassed.
The Nanhai Sword Sect is divided into many factions, and the two young masters have always been at odds with each other.
The second son Yue Yifeng has always been modest, but the eldest son Yue Lingfeng always wants to deal with him quickly.
Yue Feng recalled that when the three brothers faced the Haotian Cult Leader, they didn't even have the courage to take action. They were completely intimidated by the other party's coercion.
But the kid in front of me was different.
Although he seemed to be at the peak of the Qi Martial Realm, both Cao Xiong and Sanji died in his hands.
Maybe he will really have the strength to fight against the Haotian Cult Leader in the future!
Thinking of this, Yue Feng suddenly turned around and said coldly: "I will not apologize to those stinky bitches from Beihai Academy. As for my eldest brother, let's see if you have the ability to convince him!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Wu Haojun hurriedly chased after him and shouted: "Where are the disciples from Beihai Academy being imprisoned?"
Yue Feng didn't look back and replied: "I have moved them to the foot of the mountain, you can go find them yourself."
Wu Haojun shouted to Yue Feng: "Thank you, Master Yue!"
What I was thinking in my mind was, "Finally, I fooled this guy away."
Yue Feng's figure gradually disappeared.
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Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.
Jiang Xiaoyu looked at Wu Haojun on the big screen, holding his chin with one hand and frowning.
Originally, he wanted Wu Haojun to practice his skills with the Three Swords of the South China Sea, but unexpectedly he scared one away and deceived another.
no.
There is only one last one left, no matter what, he must fight Wu Haojun to the death!
Jiang Xiaoyu looked at the little man in front of him.
hesitated.
If you continue to use skills, you will only sink deeper and deeper.
Now he wants to return to the original world.
In that case, you can't always rely on this little thing.
In the end, Jiang Xiaoyu chose to give up this decision.
Let Wu Haojun figure out the outcome of the matter...