Martial Arts Spiritual Exchange System

Outside Jixia Academy.

Splitting the air sound resounds endlessly, and the sound of horseshoe trampling on the green stone pavement, like endless rain.

An army ready to go, one by one bloodline Martial Artist who has combined blood essence and several blood sacs, wears a black hideous mask, and rides a dragon- The horse ran across the busy city, but it made the harassed people cover their mouths quickly and dare not come out.

Dali Temple works, who dares to stop it!

Dali Temple's army moved towards Jixia Academy hurriedly.

In the sky, there is also a martial daoist who stands with his hands, walking on air, riding the wind.

All capital city citizens, powerful and powerful, know that a major event is about to come out!

However, no one knows exactly what happened. According to the direction of Dali Temple and Martial Dao powerhouse, Jixia Academy should have trouble again.

Dali Temple's rampaging dragon-horse suddenly tightened its reins, horses hooves neighed like a dragon roar, and the army stopped abruptly.

See you, before the gate of Jixia Academy.

An old man in sixties wearing a gray cloth shirt, with his hands in his pockets, his back, his skin like a gully, standing quietly.

"Palace Master Li, what are you doing? You want to stop me Dali Temple?"

On the back of a dragon-horse, a brawny man covered in armor , Frowning and staring at the old man in sixties blocking the way.

The old man Li Peijia slowly lifted the head, and the old man with mostly white hair laughed, his face filled with gully, he looked at the officer of Dali Temple, and said: "What is stopping you Dali Temple?"

"Handle the case." brawny man said in a deep voice.

"What is the case?" The old man asked, tilting his head.

brawny man: "..."

"The wanted criminal Zhao Yang was born in Jixia Academy. I want to arrest him! If you stop me and wait, you are blocking the case!"

brawny man took a breath and said sharply.

"The Emperor Xiandi personally ordered to enter the Jixia Academy to handle cases in order to allow students from the colleges to stabilize their cultivation and study. Your Majesty letter is required. Do you have it?"

The old man said with a smile.

"If you don’t have the Your Majesty manuscript, if you forcibly break into my Jixia Academy, that would be irresponsible. Although the old man doesn’t care for many years, he still has to go to the Tianqing Palace to sprinkle his old face.

Splash!"

The officers and soldiers of Dali Temple suddenly looked at each other in blank dismay.

This kind of old bastard is the most difficult one!

In recent years, Jixia Academy has already been taken over by officials of the Ministry of Etiquette. I never thought that the old bastard would jump out today.

In the distance.

In the void, a martial daoist stepped forward. They stood in the air, looking at Li Peijia who was blocking the road, browsing slightly.

"Palace Master Li, what are you doing? Are you trying to protect Zhao Yang?"

Li Peijia squinted, tilted his neck, raised his head, staring at the sky. The one with the strongest breath among the crowd, said with a smile: "It turned out to be the ninth of the famous throughout the world Martial Appraiser, why? Martial Dao Palace should also blend this stuff?"

"Martial Dao Palace It's a martial daoist organization anyway, why...this is going to be completely shameless?"

in the sky, the visitor smiled embarrassingly.

"Palace Master Li has made a serious statement. I'm just going to take a look at it."

"In Jixia Academy, someone is cleaning up some disgusting garbage. It looks so good. Go back. Think about how to improve your Martial Appraiser ranking."

The sixtieth old man smiled and waved, as if driving away flies.

Underneath, the officers of Dali Temple have cold expressions, their perception is quite keen, and they naturally sense Taotao’s murderous intention in the school!

I also sensed the moment when Zhao Yang sword qi fiercely cut it down!

Many Dao vitality is gone!

The dead are the Fourth Realm cultivator of the foreign race!

"Get out of the way!"

The leader of Dali Temple, angrily roared, had a knife on his waist suddenly out of its sheath, and then a Dali Temple officer and soldier on the dragon-horse also followed suit. Draw a knife.

"Zhao Yang killed the foreign race in this way, is this to provoke a war between we Human Race and foreign race?!"

Someone has a strong Hah!

solemn killing aura, pervading the gate of the academy!

In the sky, martial daoist looked at the situation in the academy, and also browsed slightly wrinkle.

Step forward in the sky one after another!

And the bottom.

Li Peijia, an old man in sixties, felt the atmosphere of with swords drawn and bows bent, suddenly burst into laughter.

"Killing the masses of trash can provoke a fart war. What kind of big hats."

"When the students in the college are bullied by the foreign race, they are not necessarily picky. Let’s start a war."

"Whenever something happens to the foreign race, you will run out to handle the case."

His turbid eyes stared at the officers and soldiers of Dali Temple, and then stared at the aura. The Martial Dao Palace martial daoist.

Shook the head full of regrets.

"That kid Zhao Yang is right. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, so he has to correct the upper beam. What was the purpose and goal of the old man when he took office as the palace lord, how did it change?"

"In this era, we cannot rely solely on the passion of young little fellows. We old bastard should also set an example."

The words fell.

Suddenly there was a wind on the flat ground. Suddenly, in front of the gate of the academy, there was a sudden wind and sand, and the dust rose on the ground and turned into a tornado that rushed up.

The black-and-white hair of the old man in sixties is flying in the wind.

The rickety back is little by little straight.

The old man's hands in his cuffs suddenly protruded, and slowly pressed down in front of him.

In an instant, a hundred-foot gas wall lay invisible, blocking many steppers!

"Today, I will be the palace lord for another day. As long as the old man is still standing, the gate of the school is behind this."

"Bianjiaoer will not be able to enter."

……

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The family guesthouse.

The whole building is very quiet.

Fang Zhou controls Lu Ci's fleshy body, sitting quietly on the stacked foreign race corpses, like building a hill.

The blue silk was stained with blood, the clothes were stained with blood, and the whole body was stained with blood.

Like a fierce person and a mob who walked out of a sea of ​​blood in the dead mountain.

The setting sun is swaying.

Outside, the azure clothes students of Jixia Academy, through the windows between the buildings, you can see the shadow of the building under the setting sun.

See the lithe and graceful silhouette sitting on the hill of stacked corpses.

The girl is standing on the top of the mountain like holding a torch.

In this brief moment, the whole school fell into deathly silence.

Lu Ci has taught them a truth today.

In the face of a foreign race, justice is not sought, but killed!

Zhao Yang stands on the top of the building.

Looking at the girl who was stained with blood and turned over on the roof agilely and easily.

one man one sword slaughtered a building.

The girl's physical strength does not seem to be exhausted, although her breath is weak because of the burst of her blood sac, she seems to be in good condition.

Zhao Yang is more and more satisfied with the girl.

"Are you tired?"

Zhao Yang asked with concern.

Fang Zhou controlled Lu Ci fleshy body, glanced at him calmly, and said: "It's okay."

Zhao Yang chuckles, okay?

That is tired, and I never called tired when I was tired, what a young girl.

"After killing so many foreign races, Jixia Academy is afraid to stay, so I want to go home and go directly with me to participate in the martial daoist assessment?"

Zhao Yang Asked.

Fang Zhou was silent for a moment and asked Lu Ci for his opinion.

If you can’t go, you still have to look at Lu Ci.

At this moment, Lu Ci has not yet used her body from Fang Zhou to slaughter an entire clan guesthouse and came back to his senses.

I am still in a trance.

Because she watched this pure killing from the first point of view!

It turns out that foreign race is not so terrifying.

These foreign races, who fought fiercely in front of them, turned out to be equally insignificant in front of death.

On this day, Lu Ci felt that he had clear comprehension.

"There is no need to go home anymore. Father has already set off for Qing State, and mother has also followed. Today, I am the only one in the capital city."

Lu Ci said.

Fang Zhou got it, the fleshy body controlling Lu Ci looked towards Zhao Yang: "I won’t go home anymore."

Zhao Yang hearing this, but put out a breath, body The pressure was relieved.

If Lu Ci wants to go home, he will have to escort him for a while, which will greatly increase the danger.

If powerhouses such as Martial Dao Palace and Dali Temple besieged him, Zhao Yang would also feel tricky.

Zhao Yang turned his head and looked towards the outside of the academy, and felt the many powerhouses stopped by the old man alone, and his heart warmed slightly.

He knew that the teacher should have agreed to what he asked for.

Vaguely, he seemed to have seen the teacher who led him into Martial Dao and devoted himself to the rise of Martial Dao, fighting for him to leave.

"Go."

Zhao Yang did not hesitate.

flicks with the finger, a sword suddenly turned into a sword light, wrapped in Lu Ci, soaring into the sky.

However, I just entered the sky.

The clouds above the sky suddenly change, like a bloody residual sun suddenly disappearing, and are covered by the pitch-black clouds.

Among the dark clouds, a burly silhouette is faintly discernible in it.

Overlooking the world, countless thunders look like Dragon Snake tumbling.

"Cao Man!"

Zhao Yang's heart was shaken, his face suddenly serious.

Great Imperial Teacher Cao Man, Human Race is the most powerful house in the world!

Set up the Wuhuang Challenge for sixty years to suppress the martial daoist of Human Race!

Isn't this Cao Man staying in the palace and guarding the faint monarch, so he wouldn't leave easily?

Zhao Yang feels a boundless pressure like a mountain.

If he is stopped by Cao Man, he wants to take Lu Ci out of the capital city...No, it is a question whether he can get out of the capital city.

brows slightly wrinkle, Zhao Yang internal qi is wrapped around Lu Ci, stepping on the sword light, raising your hand, twisting the sword, thick frost all over the body.

Great Imperial Teacher Cao Man stands behind the thick clouds, like Divine Immortal after the clouds, his eyes are calm and composed, neither fast nor slow.

He looked at Zhao Yang calmly, then his eyes rolled and landed on Lu Ci.

At that moment, Fang Zhou felt a surge of pressure.

It feels like a giant moved to a mountain, fiercely hitting his back.

This is the notorious Great Imperial Teacher Cao Man? !

Fang Zhou controls Lu Ci fleshy body, standing on the sword light, looking up at Cao Man.

bang!

At that moment, Fang Zhou felt that Cao Man’s deep eyes seemed to see through everything, seeing his soul and will hidden in Lu Ci’s body , Even touched a corner of the Martial Arts Bookstore!

Cao Man stood in the sky, staring at the fearless, cold-hearted girl, only feeling that the heart Divine Idol was pulled by an ancient and mysterious, terrifying force.

He was in a daze, he seemed to see an ancient and terrifying existence in the girl's body!

That golden light is magnificent and magnificent!

Cao Man was stunned!

There is an old monster hidden in this girl's body!

And this frightening divine stupefaction, Zhao Yang seized the opportunity by the thief spirit, Qi of Black and Yellow on his body was surging, Human Sovereign Qi without the slightest hesitation all gathered, merged into a sword, and split out !

After an instant the cloud rolled up a heavy rain, every drop of rain turned into a sword light!

The sword light is stacked and interwoven, turning into a giant sword!

Cut to Cao Man!

Zhao Yang looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Great Imperial Teacher, this is it?"

Although he knows that this sword is not as bad as the old man, even if he can't beat him, he should never lose in an imposing manner. !

After cutting a sword, Zhao Yang never looked back, nor did he look at it.

Wrapped up the daunting Lu Ci, without the slightest hesitation, instantly escaped, and the wind screamed tightly.

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