A loud shout spread from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be dispersed.
With the mountain gate as the boundary, the crowd was in an uproar. The tourists who came to Wanjuan Mountain to pay their respects and the students in the academy were all in great shock.
Yan Bugui carried the heavy sword on his shoulder, with a corpse chopped into two pieces lying at his feet. There was blood on the ground. Some young scholars had turned pale, even those with some knowledge, but at this moment
He also frowned, obviously restraining himself from spitting out.
Yan Bugui carried his sword and went up the mountain.
The disciples of the academy poured down from the mountain. Everyone was wearing white robes and holding swords. However, facing Yan Bugui who was walking up the mountain step by step, they all stopped and did not dare to approach.
As long as a person is not blind, he can see that Yan Bugui has gone crazy. Even if he is blind, he can smell the blood evil on Yan Bugui.
Even if the emperor avoids drunkards, normal people should not care too much about madmen.
Yan Bugui started to charge into the mountains, like a furious rhinoceros, using his heavy sword to clear the way, as if he was going to overturn everything.
Song Hanzhi is preparing for Baisha Island and moving the masters from the academy to the island. Some of them have been transported there, but this matter cannot be rushed after all, and it has not been completed yet.
At this time, someone hurriedly reported the news to him. Song Hanzhi was so excited that he rushed out of the house with his sword in hand.
As soon as he went out, he bumped into Ma Meng. The two looked at each other and said one word in unison.
"Walk."
The two jumped down the mountain at extremely fast speeds. At the same time, a large number of masters from the academy were rushing down the mountain. When they arrived at the scene and saw the tragic situation in front of them, Song Hanzhi's eyes were red, and he wanted to cut Yan Bugui into pieces with a thousand knives.
Yan Bugui broke into the mountain with all his heart, and the disciples of the academy had to stop him. But who could stop the heavy sword in Yan Bugui's hand? There were only a few corpses scattered along the winding stone steps. Of course, most of the dead were people from the academy.
.Some tourists who had no intention of going up the mountain died on the spot just because they accidentally blocked Yan Bugui's way.
Yan Bugui's attack was very clean, and clean means direct. The heavy sword was opened and closed, and the death of these people was extremely tragic. Some bodies were separated, some were split from the middle, and although some were still alive, their legs were missing.
Cut off by Qi Shengsheng...
Song Hanzhi gritted his teeth and said, "What a thief."
Yan Bugui stopped in his tracks because he had recognized Song Hanzhi. He knew that this person had a high status in the academy and was a person whose words could be effective.
"Tell Zhang Liu and me to come out."
Song Hanzhi ordered all the disciples to retreat. They were indeed not qualified to stop such a demon, and the academy did not have no countermeasures against people like Yan Bugui.
"Sixth Master is not here, if you have anything to say, please tell me and I will let you die clearly." Song Hanzhi said coldly.
Hei Zhen died last night, and Yan Bugui's grief can be imagined. He thought about it for a day and finally figured it out. There were several people who were bound to die. One was Zhang Liu who injured Hei Zhen, and the other were all the people in the academy.
The third person is Hua Zhengze who treated Hei Zhen's injuries. Why didn't he save the person? The fourth person is Cheng Dalei who almost hurt Hei Zhen and was smashed to pieces.
Of course, Hei Zhen still didn't know who Cheng Dalei was, but he felt that he should be from the academy. So, Yan Bugui, who wanted to understand, came to the academy with his big sword.
Anyway, there are too many damn people, so I might as well kill them all.
And Song Hanzhi did not lie to Yan Bugui. Zhang Liu was indeed not in the academy at the moment. He took the earliest boat to set off and should have arrived at Baisha Island by this time.
"Hey, why are you talking nonsense with him? Let me chop him with a knife."
Ma Meng roared, he was just like his name, he was born with a fiery personality. The last time he met Yan Bugui, he had no weapons in his hands and was not able to perform even 50% of his abilities. The beating was extremely frustrating. At this moment, the enemy was facing each other.
Seeing him, he was extremely jealous, how could he bear it anymore.
He rushed over with a sword that was as tall as half a man, and a tiger leap appeared in front of Yan Bugui, holding the sword in both hands, he slashed at Yan Bugui's head.
"Well done." Yan Bugui shouted loudly: "You will die with me too."
The knives and swords collided with each other, both with wide-open and wide-open attacks, and the fight was inextricable for a while.
Song Hanzhi is not too worried. There is no Zhang Liu in the academy, and there is Ma Meng. Zhang Liu is not the only master here. Since Yan Bugui is crazy and dares to die, Song Hanzhi doesn't mind helping him.
Cheng Dalei watched from a distance in a remote place. Yan Bugui and Ma Meng were both peerless figures, and they were not the only two peerless masters on the field.
"Tsk." Cheng Dalei sighed softly: "Today is truly a gathering of heroes."
In this kind of situation, Cheng Dalei didn't think he could escape safely. Of course, seeing Yan Bugui's intentions, he didn't plan to escape safely. If he didn't have a death wish, he wouldn't have gone crazy and broke through the mountain gate of the academy.
Now everyone's attention is focused on Yan Bugui, and no one would have thought that there was another evil thief lurking nearby. Naturally, Cheng Dalei had no intention of showing up. He was looking for an opportunity to sneak up to the mountain and rescue Liu Facai.
come out.
At this time, the battle between Yan Bugui and Ma Meng was about to come to a close. Ma Meng was old and frail after all. In addition, Yan Bugui was dedicated to killing people and used all his moves to fight with all his strength. He was focused on attacking, but he was overwhelmed.
De Ma Meng couldn't lift his head.
"Mr. Ma, be careful."
Song Hanzhi suddenly shouted and rushed forward with his sword. Ma Meng didn't want to risk his life here. Seeing that the situation was not right, he wanted to withdraw from the battle group.
But there are some things that he can't do just because he wants to.
"Die with me."
Yan Bugui threw the sword out, and a murderous intention suddenly came from behind. He turned around subconsciously, and the heavy sword pierced his body without any bias. A stream of hot blood spurted out from his mouth, and his body fell to the ground with a thud.
This move with the sword out of hand was really hard to guard against, and Cheng Dalei let out a sigh.
Song Hanzhi was also startled, and he held on as he rushed forward. He waved the sword in his hand and said: "Set up the formation."
The academy's scholars' qi sword formation is said to be unbreakable. However, some of the academy's masters are on the island today and cannot form a complete seventy-two sword array. Currently, the people left in the academy can only make up the number of thirty-six.
Cheng Dalei still wanted to see the power of the Shushan Sword Formation, but he really had no time to delay. Now that most of the masters in the academy were attracted by Yan Bugui, the defense on the mountain was empty at this moment.
If you don’t leave now, wait until later.
Cheng Dalei touched it quietly and furtively towards the mountain.
Yan Bugui has been surrounded, the Shushan Sword Formation has been completed, and thirty-six sword-wielding scholars have surrounded him. Song Hanzhi is the brave man of today's formation, presiding over today's grand formation.
The academy's sword array is very powerful, but such big scenes today rarely happen.
But there was no trace of fear on Yan Bugui's face, only a fierce desire to kill.