supreme heaven

() The white imperial weapon was cut by the emerald green sword light, and a scream came from mid-air. I don't know if it was made of jade or what kind of magic weapon it was, and it was broken into two halves, turning into two dazzling meteors fall down. .

Immediately, Qin Guyue felt that the whole ground shook violently as if being stepped on by a herd of elephants. If he hadn't prepared in advance and supported his body with one hand, he might have been knocked down to the ground directly.

When it landed, the entire nearby forest burst into flames as if hit by sky fire.

Countless birds in the dark night were affected by this nameless disaster, and immediately flew into panic.

But there was one person who still folded his hands behind his head, leaning on the tree trunk safely, and remained motionless.

Everything that happened in front of him seemed like two cicadas fighting after autumn.

However, Qin Guyue began to rejoice at the almost terrifying restraining formation that the middle-aged uncle had set up earlier.

Facts have proved that curiosity is never a good thing, and the greater the curiosity, the faster it will die, but Qin Guyue is a very curious person.

What were the identities of those two people who were fighting in the sky just now, and why did they come to Jiamen Pass on the border?Even what enmity do these two people have?

Qin Guyue's heart was finally broken, anyway, even if she was discovered, she would still have this middle-aged uncle backing her up, just take a look!It's not peeping!

Immediately closing his eyes, 1 tentacles of spiritual power spread out like dense spider webs and surrounded the place where it fell and caught fire.

At this time, the picture that came into view was a man covered in blood lying on the ground. Beside him was a magic weapon that had been cut in half. Judging from the broken shape, it seemed to be a jade stick. Pen.

People who use pens to make utensils!

Qin Guyue immediately thought that there was a kind of person who had this special hobby, and looking at the clothes of the man lying in the pool of blood, Qin Guyue could almost conclude that.

Another member of Sage Academy!

Moreover, although the clothes on the opponent's body were scratched a lot and looked very embarrassed, they were the same as Chu Wuyan's, with blue and blue robes instead of pure white gowns like Longyin.

This is actually a saint from the Sage Academy?

Now that things have happened, it can be said that although Qin Guyue and the Academy of Sages have not completely turned against each other, they definitely do not have any good feelings for each other. After all, Qin Guyue has no friends in the Academy of Saints, but there is a saint and an apostle Threatening to never die with her, unless Qin Guyue is a masochist, it is really difficult to have any good impressions of these Confucian scholars who wear Confucian uniforms and keep their mouths shut.

At this time, seeing the saints of the Sage Academy in distress, not to mention whether Qin Guyue could save him, in fact, even if he could, he really wanted to sit on the sidelines and watch a good show.

"Whoosh!" The cyan light came one after another and fell down. The cyan light flew up with a "swipe", turned into the size of an ordinary long sword, and landed firmly on the leather scabbard on the back of the man. among.

Qin Guyue heard the sound of the sword, and involuntarily looked towards the owner of the sword.

I saw that the man was wearing a black cloak that rangers often wear. It seemed that there was a piece of armor lining the cloak. It looked like it wasn't metal, but leather armor. There were bloodstains on his body, but he didn't know it was his. It's someone else's.

Look at that man's face again...

Originally, Qin Guyue thought that the person who wields such a sharp sword must be a swordsman with a personality like a fire, and his face should be arrogant and unruly, but when he saw that face, he knew that he guessed wrong Yes, and it's quite outrageously wrong!

It was square and upright, with thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge under Lang Xing's eyes, and slightly thick lips.If a well-behaved person, according to Su Su's saying, "a face is born from the heart", then this face must mean that the owner of this face is a well-behaved person with a strong sense of justice.

The standard Chinese character face, for the country and the people, dedicated to the people, and died!

Coupled with the other party's knight-errant outfit, Qin Guyue almost connected the man in front of him with the chivalrous novels he had read in the Qin family's study.

But Qin Guyue is also a person who has seen big winds and waves after all, so she won't really believe in "a relationship is born from the heart" like Su Su, who has never experienced anything in the world. Xing is more active than studying the classics of sages, but the image in the hearts of the people is still mostly positive...

So, dare to attack the saints of the Saints Academy?Would that be a good stubble?

"No..." Seeing this scene, Qin Guyue suddenly thought of something in her heart. Is the person who fell on the ground in front of her a saint from the Sage Academy?These saints are all people whose eyes are higher than the top, and most of them are not profitable, such as Chu Wuyan, who either retreats or travels at other times. Jiamen Pass?

Just as Qin Guyue's question has not yet been reasonably explained, one wave after another, the Confucian saint who was lying in a pool of blood, whispered a word, which was as good as Qin Guyue's ears. A thunder!

"Mo Junwu, you... you and I... are both from the same family, rein in the precipice, turn around and stay the same... follow, come back with us... Master Yasheng... vomit..." The man spat a mouthful of blood on the ground and swallowed his throat Li continued: "Maybe I can give you... a chance to reform..."

People of Confucianism are like this, maybe until they die, they still keep saying "righteousness and righteousness", Qin Guyue is annoyed to hear it, but Qin Guyue still heard the most important sentence.

The saint from the Sage Academy in front of him said that the Chinese character face with a sword is from the same school as him?

Confucianists also use swords?

This was Qin Guyue's first thought, but soon he shook his head and dismissed this inconsequential question, and replaced it with his second thought... What happened?The saints who can beat the saints of the Sage Academy so badly, lying on the ground like a dead dog, are at least saints. Could it be that there is internal strife in the Sage Academy?

And the dying saint in front of him kept saying that he wanted the person in front of him to go back with him, to see Ya Sheng!

Hey, Qin Guyue read in the book that the highest leader of the Sage Academy should be a sage, so what does this have to do with Yasheng?Could it be that the face in front of him stole some treasure from the Sage Academy?

Seeing that he is a decent person, why would he do such sneaky things?Not too possible!

"Hmph!" Facing the saint's persuasion, Guozilian naturally showed disdain, sneered and stretched his hand behind his back, while slowly unsheathing the emerald green sword on his back, while looking at the dying saint in front of him Said: "Is this the way for you to turn back for me? You actually sent four saints to hunt me down all at once? This is your fellowship? If it weren't for my superior skills, would you think of the fellowship? Yi, let me go?"

"You...you betrayed the master first...we just...vomit..." The man vomited another mouthful of blood, swallowed it back forcefully and said, "We are only following orders!"

"Well, I know you are just following orders." Hearing what he said, Guo Zilian seemed to loosen the right hand that was holding the sword behind his back, and slowly retracted the long sword that had been unsheathed for an inch Into the scabbard.

"Then please tell me, according to the precepts of the Sage Academy, what is the crime for fighting to death with a fellow student?" The man with a Chinese face, known as Mo Junwu, asked the saint in front of him solemnly.

And the other party blurted out almost subconsciously: "According to the law, I will be executed with a stick in public to pay the debt of blood!"

"Hmm..." Mo Junwu continued with an imperceptible cruel smile on his face, "Then what if four people are killed?"

"Uh..." Just as the opponent was hesitating, the emerald green sword light flared up again, this time cutting directly on the opponent's head, and the head full of Confucian scriptures suddenly turned into a pile The red and white thing, like a ripe watermelon, exploded in all directions, allowing the body in the blue robe to slowly fall to the ground.

Returning the sword, holding the sword, retracting the sword, all in one go.

In a different place, even Qin Guyue, who is quite accomplished in swordsmanship, might not be able to do better than Mo Junwu in front of him.

Mo Junwu turned around, stopped looking at the headless corpse, and said softly, "Since I have killed three people, it will be a death penalty if I go back, so why not create another one. Do you want you to go back and inform the other sages to hunt and kill me?"

When the other party still has hope, killing someone directly, is it a kind of pity for the deceased, or is it cruel?

At this time, Mo Junwu's face with Chinese characters showed a sinister expression: "That hypocritical place, hmph, how could I go back? You are greedy for the reward of the Hall of Merit and Virtue, and then assassinated It is my mission, Mo Junwu, to make such preparations! Everything that happened today is your own fault!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked the sleeve of his cloak, and did not deal with the headless corpse on the ground. His figure had stepped on the emerald green long sword under his feet, and it turned into a blue sword light and rushed towards the direction of Xijiamen Pass. fly out.

Rather than saying that this is a Confucian swordsman, it is better to say that a Shura is more suitable.

To be honest, apart from what the saint said and the "Hao Ran Sword Slash" move, there was no way for the departing Mo Junwu to let Qin Guyue paint him and the Confucian disciples. Play the equal sign.

Withdrawing the tentacles of mental power, Qin Guyue only felt a slight pain in the head, presumably because she forcibly spied on the confrontation between two strong men with a higher realm than her just now, and the tentacle of mental power was injured by Mo Junwu's coercion .

Qin Guyue rubbed her temples, and said in a low voice: "It seems that in the future, peeping should be avoided!"