"Liu Wenzhao, the defeat of Tianxing Sect is already doomed. If you surrender now, you can still save your life, and it is very likely that you will be reused!"
"Death or life, it's all in your mind, think about it carefully!"
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Liu Wenzhao stood like that at the gate. The protective formation had been activated. Even if he relied on this formation alone, he could sustain himself for some time. However, what he wanted was not support, but to defend this place.
When he was a child, he contracted a strange disease, the world-famous porcelain doll, an absolutely terminal disease.
It was difficult to live until the age of seven or eight. He already understood many things and knew that he might have to leave the world. Unfortunately, the world is so beautiful, and he never played games with his friends, nor did he go out to see the world.
He also wants to play in the amusement park on TV, and also wants to go to school, learn to draw, or play football.
It's a pity that these are all things he can only think about. Most of his short life was spent in a hospital bed. These are all extravagant wishes, and he can even eat simple meals.
Chicken burgers, which many children have grown disdainful of, are simply what they dream of.
Until one day, his father brought back a copy of "Learning Cultivation from Scratch". Goddess of Destiny finally extended a hand of friendship to him, and then received the help of Sect Master Feng, who extended his life for several years.
He changed from a sick patient to a smart, but thin, normal child.
Although he could only make up the numbers when playing football, he once longed to stand up, let alone run. It wasn't because God didn't abandon him, but because of the name in that book.
Sun Xu!
Later, I had school, friends, everything, and I also knew the meaning of that name.
In the entire country of China, I don't know how many people are on the side of Tianxing Sect for this reason. Maybe most of them are low-level monks, but they are willing to die for Tianxing Sect even if they die for it.
In the academy, there are many low-level monks or ordinary people. Most of them stay here, and only a few people leave.
"If it hadn't been for the Tianxing Sect, I would have died of uremia when I was twenty-five years old. Now I am over sixty years old, and it has been worth it for decades!" said a man who looked to be in his forties or fifties.
The man said in an angry voice.
Others also responded one after another.
With the Nine Sun Sword in his hand, Liu Wenzhao lowered his head. When he raised his head, his face was already calm. He swung the sword cleanly and swiftly, and the sword energy surged out with a power as hot as the blazing sun.
I originally thought that this thing was a commemorative thing, maybe an ordinary treasure, and Liu Wenzhao had never used it in combat. Unexpectedly, he got a surprise today, which increased his combat effectiveness by at least 50%.
What else is there to be afraid of!
The enemy on the opposite side had no idea that Liu Wenzhao was so fierce and started fighting at the slightest disagreement. Although the Nascent Soul masters dodged in time, the monks behind them were struck down by Liu Wenzhao with his sword and killed three of them.
The body fell to the ground, and even the blood was instantly evaporated. The smell of burnt barbecue made people feel sick.
"Come on, kill me and destroy the academy!"
Although he had become a strong man in the Nascent Soul Stage not long ago, Liu Wenzhao was already prepared in all aspects. He was very impressive and had a family background where one man was in charge of everything. For a moment, the people in Hengjian Villa looked at each other in confusion.
Know what to do.
I originally thought that when the overall situation was decided, even if Liu Wenzhao did not kneel down and surrender, he would not put up any fierce resistance.
These people don't understand at all that people and human beings are born different.
Just like now, they couldn't understand why Liu Wenzhao wanted to die when he had reached this point.
"You are looking for death!" Lu Yuntao, the second owner of Hengjian Villa, looked at the corpse on the ground and said viciously after dozens of seconds. Naturally, his momentum was greatly reduced and he had almost no deterrent effect.
"As you wish!" The coldness on Liu Wenzhao's face disappeared, and he looked calm.
The college's formation has already been activated in advance. If these people want to kill him directly, it is impossible. However, even if they persist, if the principal loses, they will still have no choice but to die.
As for whether they can win there, Liu Wenzhao has no confidence in his heart. The enemy's strength and power are too powerful.
"Come on, break the formation first, and then let this kid see with his own eyes how the Tianxing Sect was defeated!"
All of a sudden, all kinds of attacks came down on the academy's formation. Liu Wenzhao sat cross-legged in the air, with the Nine Sun Sword floating in front of him, his eyes closed, connecting himself with the formation.
Rely on your own strength and mobilize your true energy to maintain the formation and help it last longer.
The formation was developed by Feng Hui later, so it is naturally not as powerful as Sun Xu's, and the various functions and power are also very different. Fortunately, the protection ability is still good.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged, and ripples spread out, blocking the attacks of dozens of monks. However, the consumption was naturally very large. The energy accumulated over the years, if not controlled by Liu Wenzhao, would probably be enough to support
A day or two.
Now that he is in charge, the situation will naturally be better. I dare not say, but three to five days will still be enough.
For a monk, three or five days is nothing; three or five years is nothing.
Although ordinary staff in the college say they are not afraid of death, when faced with this situation, people will always feel fear in their hearts. Everyone is panicked and hides in the room. The glass windows are shattered piece by piece, and from time to time
You can feel the building shaking violently.
It seemed like an earthquake had broken out.
Liu Wenzhao couldn't care about this. He could only try his best to maintain the operation of the formation. In this way, even if the damage was suffered, it would be limited and the entire academy would not be demolished.
As for several houses that have collapsed, relying on the financial resources of Tianxing Sect, one can be rebuilt every minute.
At this time, Liu Wenzhao's other brothers and sisters were also facing a near-death fight.
On the Ryukyu islands, the two sides are clearly separated. There are only one or two hundred people on one side, and more than 3,000 on the other side. The gap is so obvious that it can't even be compared to a fraction.
Fortunately, battles between monks have always been based on strength and never on numbers. Otherwise, China would have dominated the world long ago, and there would be nothing like this.
Lin Yu casually killed a monk, and the disturbance quickly passed. After all, he was here to kill people, so someone would always die.
As long as the person who dies is not one of your own, then any number of deaths is acceptable.
The curtain then opened, completely ignoring the hypocritical opening prepared by these people, and went straight to the topic.