Chen Zhimo's voice was a little contemptuous, with a little disdain.

There may be problems with the ranking on the grass yellow paper, but it will definitely not appear on Lu Buju.

This is confidence.

Whether it is grass yellow paper, Canglan list, or the Tiantian scroll, there is a gap between the top ten and the latter.

Twelve is twelve. At first glance, two places are far behind, but in fact they are far behind.

Hearing his words, Lu Buju's ugly face became even stronger and said in a deep voice: "It must be a very interesting thing to die at the tenth hand of the twelfth hand."

Chen Zhimo looked at him with a distant look: "If you can do it, it is indeed a very interesting thing."

There is enough nonsense to talk about, and now there is no point in continuing.

There were thirty-three wild monks blocking the bridge, six deserted people, nineteen Changlin, seven underworldly masters, and one person sat on his own by the Liangkai River, looking quietly at the river with his back to Li Xiu and others.

This is very artificial.

But it is indeed very eye-catching.

Li Xiu just glanced at the man's back and ignored him. Since he was an enemy but not a friend, he would show up sooner or later.

Dahongpao took two steps forward, and his eyes were placed on Chen Zhimo from beginning to end.

The same is true for Lu Buju. Both of them knew in their hearts that the enemy in front of them was not Li Xiu, but Chen Zhimo in blue.

The academy disciples wore white clothes, but Chen Zhimo loved to wear blue clothes, just like when he first met Li Xiu in the academy. He just rarely wore it, so this road was difficult to walk, and white clothes were always unlucky.

Xu Yingxiu took a step forward, and Chen Zhimo's voice sounded at the same time.

"You stand here."

This is the intention of not letting her intervene. More than 30 Youye can't guarantee that someone will suddenly go to Li Xiu, so there must be someone around Li Xiu. Although Shang Ling is also Youye, his strength is much worse and he doesn't care about protecting Li Xiu.

So Xu Yingxiu must stay.

Thirty-two monks of Youye walked forward together, and their feet stepped on the ground without making any sound. A silent momentum swept from behind the bridge, and the already dim sky became dim.

Chen Zhimo pursed his lips and walked up to face the pressure.

"Is it okay for Lord Shang Ling to hold me up?"

He stopped a hundred meters in front of Li Xiu, then turned his head and asked Shang Ling.

"good."

After a little silence, Shang Ling spitted out this word from his mouth, with a faint bitterness on his face. The so-called "pressure of the formation is just to say it well. What can he do with such a lineup?

Chen Zhimo planned to fight alone, and he made this plan from the beginning.

"It's a pity."

Looking at the thirty-two Youye monks getting closer and closer, Chen Zhimo smacked his lips and sighed.

At this moment, her blue shirt looked extremely thin, like a small flower shaking in the strong wind. Li Xiu stood still, silent and pale.

This scene was powerless, and he could not do anything except watch.

"What a pity?"

Chen Zhimo stood there proudly.

Dahongpao asked forward.

Although he ranks quite high on Huangzhou Grass Yellow Paper, he would not underestimate Tang Guocai Yellow Paper for this reason. You should know that if we talk about the power alone, the Tang Dynasty is the strongest force on the entire continent except Qingshan Sword Sect.

That is, the five major forces in Huangzhou are not as good as those in Tang.

It was able to allow Qingtiance to set up three single lists for the Tang Dynasty, which shows how powerful his power was.

"It's a pity that I left in a hurry. I only brought a few jars of braised knives, but I never brought a pot of embroidered spring breeze."

Chen Zhimo shook his head, feeling a little regretful.

"I think it's a pity that you have for this life, not the wine."

Dahongpao snorted coldly and said.

Shaking his head gently, Chen Zhimo swallowed his saliva and smiled and said, "Wine is more important than life, I would rather drink more."

With a slight pause, Dahongpao was silent for a moment and then said, "When you die, I will sprinkle the best wine in the world in front of your grave."

"This is true?"

Chen Zhimo's eyes lit up slightly and he said.

"really."

Dahongpao nodded.

Lu Buju had a little impatient face, but the matter here was mainly in the underworld, so he did not interrupt.

Chen Zhimo shook his head excitedly and sat down cross-legged in the same place, then looked up at the thirty-two Youye monks who were getting closer and closer to him, and said lightly: "Since that's the case, Chen Zhimo of the academy, please give me advice."

"I'm enough to deal with you."

Lu Buju snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly became faster. He joined forces with Dahongpao to attack him from left to right.

The other thirty monks of Youye dispersed to both sides and rushed towards Li Xiu from afar.

This is a life-and-death battle, not a general on the ring. Just kill Li Xiu, no matter what means you use.

"I have been divided into many life and deaths since I entered the academy. No one has ever defeated me. Since I can't defeat me, why should you kill Li Xiu?"

At this moment, many people rushed over the sides of his body.

Chen Zhimo's face was focused, and his eyes were calmly looking in front of him, and he said seriously.

As he finished speaking, wind and waves rose on the ground, and the corners of the blue shirt floated toward all sides. He raised his right hand, slowly stretched out two fingers, made the move of picking up the chess piece, and then placed it on the ground.

The wind and clouds in the world changed, and the loud bangs of the two rivers disappeared. The twenty-two monks who had already crossed his body seemed to have touched an invisible wall and then actually

It was pushed back.

With himself as the center, grid lines suddenly rose within a radius of a hundred feet and trapped everyone in place. Even Dahongpao and Lu Buju stopped their forward movements with a serious look on their faces.

A huge chess board was at everyone's feet.

He, Chen Zhimo, was actually playing this game of life and death with people as his son.

"please."

He raised his arm and made a request, and a smile appeared on Chen Zhimo's face.

The chief disciple of the academy will be invincible in the world.

......

"I am worthy of being a disciple of the academy, and it is admirable."

Bai Rumei looked at this scene with a little surprised look, then she praised her.

The academy is the academy of the Tang Dynasty and the academy of the whole world.

His reputation spread throughout the continent. When the dean was still there, the underworld did not dare to step into Kyoto.

"As a Tang people, you want to be a dog in the underworld, Bai Rumei, you are really a good dog."

Li Xiu looked at him and said softly.

"Your Highness is such a bad word. I grew up in the Tang Dynasty, but I was not born in the Tang Dynasty. How could I be considered a Tang Dynasty person?"

Bai Rumei was not angry, but instead made a serious correction.

"In the past, someone asked me to choose a Feng Shui treasure land to bury myself, but now I want you to choose."

Li Xiu also said seriously.

Bai Rumei looked around, then her eyes lit up and pointed to the earth slope not far away, and smiled: "If there really is one day when I want to be buried here, I will open the riverside, with mountains and water, I think it will be good."

"Then I will definitely help you."

Li Xiu said.

Bai Rumei smiled and her body rose into the air and flew into the air.

The raccoon raised his claws and rubbed his fat face, feeling a little worried. He had been sealed for more than a thousand years, and now his strength is less than one-tenth of his peak. I don’t know if he can beat that guy.

Taking a deep breath, the raccoon's body disappeared from the spot.

A huge roar that was enough to shake the world came out from the sky. Compared with the deafening two rivers, the river water seemed extremely quiet.

A huge bear spirit has been emerging in the sky.

The dark purple wings spread from both sides and spread for hundreds of miles.

Scarlet eyes stared at Bai Rumei, who was like a small dot.

The monstrous and evil aura fell from the sky.

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ps: First of all, I apologize. I have written it very ordinary since I attended the wedding and now. There is nothing shameful about it. I admit that, including the previous chapter, these are not like I wrote them, but I am grateful that my condition has recovered a little strangely. This chapter is quite satisfactory.
Chapter completed!