Among them, Zhang Qishan and Qiu Xiuming's cultivation realms are both at the seventh-level magical power realm and above, and they are undoubtedly the most powerful combatants among the younger generation.
As for the leader of the Feihong Alliance, Meng Haoran's direct disciple, he was not present. Considering his cultivation and status, he couldn't bear to deal with a boy who was only a sixteen-year-old and a freshman in the academy.
In addition to the group of cultivators from Feihonghou Mansion, there were also many hidden enemies in the streets near Longya Society who came specifically to deal with Han Jiulin.
Among them are many young masters from the Qinghong Sect, the Shenxiang Sect, and the Blood Moon Palace. They were all ordered by the sect forces to remove Han Jiulin from the academy. At this moment, this group of people gathered together and blocked all Han Jiulin's information.
The path of escape.
Mu Yunyao is also standing among the members of the Blood Moon Palace at this moment, wearing the silver iron mask on her head. Although she is the best among the freshmen of the academy with her strength, she is not worth it in front of the previous disciples of the academy.
carry.
Under such circumstances, she naturally did not have any strength or capital to help Han Jiulin get out of trouble, so she could only stop here and watch the development of the battle and act accordingly.
Mu Yunyao said: "This matter has caused such a big fuss, but no one from the academy's law enforcement team showed up. It's really strange."
A former disciple of the Blood Moon Palace on the side said: "Jiejie, the captain of the academy's law enforcement team has long been invited by the leader of the Feihong Alliance to be a guest. I'm afraid he won't be able to escape without an hour or two."
"With such a formation, without the command of the captain, other members of the law enforcement team may not dare to act without authorization."
Mu Yunyao sneered and said: "The people of Feihong Alliance are really good at calculating. It seems that these people from Feihonghou Mansion are determined to put Han Jiulin to death today."
At this moment, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and the originally sunny weather immediately turned dark and dull. Not long after, a continuous heavy rain fell from the sky, covering the entire Imperial City.
"Han Jiulin, I see that you are also a generational genius. If you hadn't killed my sixth junior brother Song Yuanhui, I would have been reluctant to kill you. I might even have lured you into our Feihong Alliance. Well, why don't you commit suicide to apologize?
, I promise to keep your body intact."
Zhang Qishan smiled sadly. In his eyes, Han Jiulin was no different from a dead man.
At the same time, the Sky-Swallowing Demon Marten in Han Jiulin's body also burst out with murderous intent, saying: "Master, these guys are bullying people too much. Today you and I will fight to the death with them!"
Han Jiulin stood there with a firm gaze. In fact, he also knew that in such a battle, he might really die here today.
The talent he showed was so astonishing that the enemies were already worried and would not give him any time to grow further. They were determined to kill this supreme genius in his youth today.
But Han Jiulin had never fled without a fight in his two lives. He glanced around at the group of cultivators in Feihonghou Mansion and said with a sneer:
"You want me to beheaded?
Use your own ability to get it! You may not all be able to escape from today's battle! Even if I, Han Jiulin, really die today, I will definitely bring a few people on my back to be buried with me!"
Hearing this, Qiu Xiuming laughed and said: "You are still trying to be tough when you are about to die. To tell you the truth, no one will come to save you today. Princess Zhirou of Juling Palace is already trapped by other things at the moment. Even if she has her heart in mind,
Come on, it’s too late now!”
"And there are a few people from your Qinglong Palace nearby, but will they save you?
Don’t be stupid, I might as well tell you a secret, your whereabouts were told to me by these disciples of Prince Qinglong Palace!”
"Han Jiulin, even your own backer, Prince Qinglong, stabbed you in the back. Now that you are isolated and helpless, surrounded by enemies on all sides, what else do you have to survive?
It's better to end it on your own, as my senior brother said, leaving your body intact."
Qiu Xiuming kept looking at Han Jiulin's eyes, trying to see the deep despair he felt before his death. But to Qiu Xiuming's regret, Han Jiulin's eyes were extremely calm at this moment.
In fact, Han Jiulin has experienced countless lives and deaths in his two lives. He has not experienced the feelings of despair and fear for a long time. However, Han Jiulin is quite disappointed with those people who revealed his whereabouts in Qinglong Palace.
Qinglong Palace belongs to the Nuoda family, but they are constantly fighting and scheming, and even resort to stabbing people in the back. With the existence of these short-sighted guys, how can Qinglong Palace be able to fight against those who covet the power of the family?
Princes and clans?
As for the biological relationship, Han Jiulin has already seen through it. In the entire Qinglong Palace, only the old prince and Han Lingyun can be regarded as his closest relatives.
At this moment, Han Jianxiao was standing under a tall building in the distance, quietly looking at the situation he had brought about. There was an unconcealable smile on his face. Just because of Han Jiulin's death, the position of Qinglong King was gone.
It must have fallen into his hands.
The rain poured down and the thunder roared.
Han Jiulin's "Baji Thunder Body" was instantly activated. Surrounded by silver lightning, Han Jiulin stretched out his finger and pointed at Qiu Xiuming in front of him and said: "If you want to fight, then fight! Why don't you die first?"
"You overestimate your abilities, and you still dare to provoke me, okay! I will personally come and send you on your way!"
As Qiu Xiuming spoke, the red armor formed again covering his upper body, and he looked at Han Jiulin with burning eyes, as if he was about to take action in an instant.
"Why should Brother Laoqiu take action to deal with this kind of new student in the academy?
I’ll just go and kill him!”
The speaker held a dark green spear in his hand, and the spiritual energy that burst out was at the level of the sixth-level magical power. Before he finished speaking, he approached Han Jiulin with the gun, and like a poisonous snake spitting a message, he suddenly pierced Han Jiulin's abdomen.
Down.
This spear is a third-grade magic weapon, and the tip of the spear is quenched with poison. Once it touches the skin of the cultivator, the poison will immediately attack, causing the person to die immediately.
The man couldn't help but sneered when he saw that Han Jiulin didn't dodge, and even responded to his attack with a pair of palms.
Unexpectedly, Han Jiulin didn't react at all after touching the poisoned spear point, which made him startled. However, he then thought that Han Jiulin was only at the fifth level of magical power level. After confronting him head-on, he was really reckless.
occasion.
Just when this man felt that Han Jiulin was just a vain person, he felt a huge force suddenly lift him into the air, and then the power of silver thunder swept towards him along the body of the gun!
"How can this kid be so powerful!"
The gun-wielding Feihong League disciple had been quite surprised before to see that Han Jiulin was not affected by the poison on the gun tip. Now he was even more surprised to see that Han Jiulin's power was so huge.