Chapter three hundred and eighty first blood disaster
"What a bunch of weaklings!"
When Yang Qing's eyes passed through everyone seemingly casually.
Many warriors who were overly nervous simply collapsed on the ground, dripping with cold sweat.
Almost at the same time, warriors from several other directions also appeared in front of Jixia Academy.
"On behalf of the Daewoo Empire, we, the Xuanjing Division, would like to extend our most sincere blessings to Jixia Academy!"
"Jixia Academy and our martial alliance will always be a family that loves each other and will not invade each other!"
These two sounds of congratulations made many warriors who were already livid look extremely ugly.
The meanings represented by these two sentences are also shocking.
Allied with the royal families of the two empires, how could this new Jixia Academy have such charm?
Qin Feng also returned the courtesy one by one and invited the warriors from these forces to the platform of Jixia Academy.
Time is passing by, and the auspicious time has arrived.
All it takes is the arrival of the last mysterious warrior in powerful robes.
Suddenly, the warriors from Taibai Sword Sect, Water Lotus Pavilion and Zhenyang Sect all stood up.
Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene happening.
Those warriors who had grudges against Qin Feng suddenly became energetic.
Zhenyangmen, Taibai Sword Sect and Shuilian Pavilion are one of the most powerful forces in the sealed land and are called Holy Land.
They have been passed down from ancient times.
The inherited magical powers are powerful, not to mention the weapons.
When the three major forces unite, even the two empires must be cautious.
Besides, there are the Long family, the professional association, the Zhong family and the Bai family who are all watching.
Everyone once again felt that the storm was coming.
"I, Taibai Sword Sect, also warmly congratulate Jixia Academy for enrolling students, but there is one thing I need Qin Feng to explain. I heard that in the Luangu Temple, you once used Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect. This
But do you want to explain to us the inheritance of our Taibai Sword Sect that was snatched away decades ago?"
Among the Taibai Sword Sect, the swordsman who had always looked like a sculpture without any change suddenly spoke.
A fierce sword energy shot straight into the sky.
Quiet as a virgin.
The aura burst out, and the whole person was like a peerless sword ready to kill at any time. The killing intent like a volcanic eruption swept towards Qin Feng.
"It's not good to fight or kill! Qin Feng, we at Water Lotus Pavilion are not greedy. As long as you hand over the mysterious means of creation, that is, the sculptor's means, we will leave immediately."
A woman with a voice that was lazily ecstatic and made people's hearts beat, walked out of the Water Lotus Pavilion.
Every movement brings infinite charm.
Shuilian Pavilion goes straight to the point.
"The true interpretation of Shinto! That is a treasure that belongs to the entire human race. It is really selfish to take it for yourself! You must hand it over immediately. Otherwise, all the warriors of Jixia Academy should not even think about leaving Jixia Academy.
.Once you leave, you will be massacred by us!"
The Holy Son of the True Yang Sect thinks of the waves of murderous intent in the sky, like rivers overflowing and causing disasters.
It can be said that it corresponds to his name, and the sky is shattered at the thought!
The three major forces have opened their mouths, and the professional associations don't seem to want to let them go.
Then the big boss who appeared with Mo Sheng also said: "Qin Feng, you stole the medicine refining method of our professional association's legendary ghost master Qi Xuan. As well as the new elixir invented by Qi Xuan, Qin Feng took it for himself."
Yes. Now, I order you to hand over Qi Xuan’s black pot alchemy method and the new elixir refining method.”
What kind of black pot alchemy method?
Any normal person can see what a professional association is thinking.
He just wants to embezzle Qin Feng's medicine refining results, which is a very despicable and shameless interpretation.
"You can hide in the Zhoutian Star Formation, but you have to consider one thing. That is, if you can escape, a monk cannot escape from the temple. If you never come out, the Tiannan Kingdom will be in catastrophe because of you?"
Mo Sheng suddenly spoke, with a ferocious look on his face, a scarlet luster burst out from his ferocious eyes, and naked murderous intent burst out.
"The donor has too much murderous intent, and the Yintang has become so dark that there are dark clouds. I advise you to leave as soon as possible!"
At this moment, the voice of the little ascetic monk sounded again, speaking seriously.
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and then couldn't help laughing.
Mo Sheng's face turned black and he roared: "You little beast, you want to die!"
"Yintang has become even darker, and it has penetrated deep into your bones. I would like to advise you at the end, don't be obsessed with it. Leave as soon as possible!"
The young ascetic warned again.
"court death!"
Mo was angry and struck, his fist hitting the ascetic monk directly.
"Hey! Your bloody disaster is inevitable!"
A short stick appeared in the little boy's hand. It was more than a foot long and looked like a toy.
However, when the young man grasped the short stick tightly in his hand, a huge wave occurred.
Boom!
The short stick has gone through the air.
Mo Sheng, the third elder of the Chu Empire Professional Association and an array master who has stepped into the realm of yin and yang, was suddenly hit by a small stick and flew backwards.
It shattered countless trees around it, and finally left a deep mark on a raised mountain, and even a small piece of the forehead collapsed. It was so miserable!
"We ascetics never lie, saying that if you have a bloody disaster, you will have a bloody disaster. There will never be any deviation!"
The little boy still said seriously.
But in the hearts of the onlookers all around, there was only a big, holy shit!
"Oh my God! I originally thought that this ascetic monk was really proficient in the art of prophecy, but I didn't expect it to be like this!"
"As long as I am strong, I am a natural prophet. If I tell you that you will suffer a bloody disaster, I can just take action!"
"Complaints are complaints, this little ascetic monk is really too strong."
"Although Mo Sheng is an array master, his physical strength cannot be compared with that of the same warrior. But he is also a genuine strong man in the Yin and Yang realm. Now he is swept away with a stick. Such a result is beyond ordinary people's expectations. It's just that
It can be described as unfathomable."
…
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but turn to the short stick in the little boy's hand.
It looks like a fire stick, and there is nothing special about it.
Just when everyone was horrified, the ascetic monk had already walked onto the Jixia Academy.
"Donor, Xiaosheng is destined to be you!"
The little boy walked directly towards Qin Feng and said something ridiculous.
Qin Feng was also startled and smiled: "If I said that I have no fate with you, would you also want to beat me up?"
There was a playful smile on Qin Feng's lips.
The little boy shook his head: "The donor is joking, I am not your opponent, how can I beat you up, and I will not do anything like asking for trouble!"
So said the little ascetic.
Qin Feng was startled.
Looked the little ascetic up and down.
For some reason, looking at this ascetic monk, Qin Feng felt more and more like he was a monk.
With his dressing up as an ascetic and the indomitable will that permeates his body, he is simply a fearless ascetic. (To be continued)