When the supposedly peaceful old man said these words, the atmosphere around Dolando became restless, and a sense of madness filled the air.

"You guys with the same level of cultivation can just take action. If it involves the big bullying the small, I can do it too! Come out of No. 3 Courtyard and kill each one. I don't know if anyone can stop me!"

Jin Lin, who was originally planning to use his power to overwhelm others, suddenly lost his confidence. The reason why the crazy Taoist is a crazy Taoist is not only because he always does things as he pleases, but more importantly, he is strong enough, and no one knows how powerful he is.

Qiang, the older generation repeated countless times not to provoke him, but they didn't show any fear.

No matter whether the crazy Taoist is really as arrogant and powerful as he said, it is still very easy to crush himself to death. I think the family will not fight with the mad Taoist over a dead person. So Jin Lin flinched, but still choked his neck.

Said: "It's hard to stop Senior Three Fields on Tao, right?"

"I said, as long as you don't bully the small, if you get killed, it will naturally be because of my lack of academic skills in No. 2 School." When the crazy Taoist said this, he didn't look at Jin Lin. His eyes fell on a blank space in the void.

There was nothing there, there was even a bird flying over there just now.

"It seems that No. 2 Courtyard has really turned over!" An old man with a long beard and white robe said as he looked at the crazy Taoist below.

"Hmph! It's so easy. Didn't that crazy Taoist follow the rules when he was in my No. 3 courtyard? Will he become arrogant when he leaves?" A middle-aged man with thick hair and beard had hatred in his eyes.

"Who doesn't know that when the old lunatic entered No. 3 Courtyard, he just punched in directly. In the end, No. 3 Courtyard failed to maintain its dignity. Instead, he had the title of nominal teacher. In No. 3 Courtyard, he drinks less these days.

It turns into following the rules. In addition to being arrogant, No. 3 is also good at deceiving himself and others?" Another old man in white robes with white beard and hair mocked.

These three people are the deans of the other three academies. No matter what their names should be, the day they become the deans, they will be Heaven, Man, and Wu. Their beards and hair are all white, and they have a calm smile on their lips that can break the law of heaven.

It is "Tian", the dean of Tiandaoyuan

"I can destroy his No. 2 Courtyard once, and I can do it a second time. Do you want to give Tiandao Court a try?" Wu looked at Tiandao with a murderous look on his face.

Tian didn't take it seriously, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth even became more intense, "The land was ravaged like a dead dog back then. No matter how much it was concealed over the years, there are still people who know about it. If it weren't for the people in the mountains, there would be no chance for you to talk nonsense here!"

Perhaps because he felt that there was nothing to watch, Tian stepped away, and the people also left, and Di did not dare to face the mad Taoist alone. In Courtyard No. 2 that day, the madman was slashed twice on the back, but he still drank the wine unyieldingly.

The gourd slapped him on the face, and he was full of energy the next day. Although he was unwilling to do so, he turned around and left.

The mad Taoist retracted his gaze and looked around. All the hidden people felt as if they were exposed to the blue sky and daylight.

"From today on, I am the director of No. 2 Courtyard 'Di'! When you enter my courtyard and receive my protection, you also need to protect the face of No. 2 Courtyard. After three discussions, I hope I can kill a few brats of No. 2 Courtyard."

"The students are late." Su Hang finally arrived behind a group of people in Courtyard No. 3 just as the crazy Taoist was about to turn around.

"It's good to come. Today I will accept three disciples from No. 2 Courtyard and use them as the basis to rebuild No. 2 Courtyard!"

There were twelve names on the bulletin board that day, but only three came today. The madness in No. 3 Courtyard finally made most people shrink back.

"Dean, are you willing to accept one more person?" Bai Liu walked out from the crowd, holding her hair in a bun with an Emei thorn. Under the sun, her mysterious clothes were like armor.

The crazy Taoist looked at Liu Bai seriously, and then burst into a burst of joyful laughter.

"Go back, Courtyard No. 2 is not suitable for you!"

"Why?"

"Go ahead, your way will not be in Courtyard No. 2. I don't want to delay you, but if you cross this mountain and see Longmen in the future, don't forget that I am a madman in this world!"

"Juniors don't understand!"

"When it's time to understand, you will naturally understand! Go ahead"

The mad Taoist summoned Su Hang and the other three people, crossed the collapsed door wall, and entered Courtyard No. 2, which was like another world.

Liu Bai drifted away, and the group in Courtyard No. 3 that was supposed to come and block the door couldn't move forward or retreat. The dilapidated door wall could be entered by just lifting the foot, but they didn't dare to go back, and they didn't dare to go back. It was lost.

The face of Courtyard No. 3 has at least three ribs.

A figure who was not afraid of death appeared from behind a big tree. He watched with hatred as Su Hang was the last one to step into the dilapidated doorway. His hands were clenched until his knuckles turned white. He wished he could take action now and kill Su Hang with one sword.

Hang split it in two pieces, cutting off the memory of that humiliation, but Su Hang's set of Chaos Armor was too weird, and he had no chance of winning, so he wanted to use it on others, but this crazy Taoist was too weird.

He came alone today, guess there is still value. He didn't want her to be disgusted now, which would be bad for him, so he came to see the end of his inner demons himself. He is now overflowing with inner demons, hindering his path of spiritual cultivation.

That day he tried to explore the threshold of the day after tomorrow and almost died. Now he needs to find a way to get rid of Su Hang and get rid of his inner demons.

"You want to discuss Taoism, why don't you come in?!"

A voice stopped Bu Aishi, who was about to leave, and also calmed down the group of teenagers standing in front of the broken door wall.

"Wang Lun, disciple of Courtyard No. 2, please give me your advice!"

A young man with a handsome face, wearing a gray robe, wields an autumn sword. On the guard is an unknown strange beast with an open mouth. The front finger of the sword has a wild aura, which attracts crazy Taoists.

After some sidelong glances, the young man exuded an unspeakable domineering power, but his face was handsome and graceful, but it lacked a bit of edge and heroism, and there was an unconscious hint of timidity on his face.

"Xiao Qing in Courtyard No. 3!" He didn't dare to be presumptuous in the presence of the crazy Taoist, but how could he easily let go of the pride of being born in Courtyard No. 3?

The two exchanged names, both wielded long swords, and the battle was imminent. The mad Taoist made seals and set up a barrier in the field to prevent them from demolishing the dilapidated No. 2 Courtyard.

Xiao Qing formed a seal with one hand, and the long sword was suspended in the air, surrounding him, and then hovering quietly above his head. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Wang Lun, like a poisonous snake, looking at it coldly, waiting for the opportunity,

A fatal blow.

Wang Lun danced a sword flower, and an invisible aura filled the air, as if he heard a roar of a beast looking down at the world.

Without any warning, Xiao Qing's long sword shot out like an attacking snake, like a bolt of lightning that was too fast to be reasonable. It was not a sneak attack but a sneak attack. It was unexpected and fast. When the long sword was released, Xiao Qing's sword shot out.

Qing even has a winner's smile on his lips. Even if he can't win, he can be hurt. However, he is sure to win.

Wang Lun's face was panicked and he couldn't help but take half a step back. The hand holding the sword was shaking a little, but he still swung the sword with a ridiculous movement, like an ostrich trying to bury its head in the sand.

Unexpectedly, Wang Lun's ridiculous sword moves were like a wild beast coming out of the gate, with a kind of pride that had been followed by tens of thousands of people, which was extremely inconsistent with his movements, expressions and appearance.

Xiao Qing's sword returned in vain. Wang Lun's attack was not targeted, but he still missed his sword and cut off a strand of long hair, with no further achievements.

Against a cowardly person, an unexpected sword attack turned out to be useless. Xiao Qing couldn't help but become angry. The long sword buzzed in the air, just like its owner's heavy breathing. He needed to regain his face, not only to defeat Wang Lun, but also to

He needs to be humiliated, and at the same time humiliate No. 2 Yard who just attempted to resurrect.

The long sword turned into an afterimage and attacked wantonly. At first, Wang Lun could still use a few complete sword moves. Although they were a little weak, he finally knocked back Xiao Qing's sword. However, after a few moves, his sword

The method became more and more disorganized, to the point where he closed his eyes and waved the long sword in his hand randomly, which always exuded a domineering aura.

Naturally, Wang Lun's childish fighting style could not cause any trouble to Xiao Qing. The long sword in the air circled and cut wantonly, cutting Wang Lun's robe into pieces, but not a piece of fabric fell to the ground.

The broken clothes hung on his body, and the blood on his body was revealed to the world in a shocking way. A tear on the clothes also brought a blood mark on his body. It was not deep, but blood oozed out, showing Xiao Qing's love for him.

The control of the sword also shows his contempt and insult to his opponent.

Perhaps because he felt that a one-sided beating was a bit boring, Xiao Qing's long sword circled around Wang Lun's head, and then stabbed straight down, as fast as lightning, it could pass through the skull in the next moment, ending this ridiculous battle.

The people around him were already imagining the situation of blood splattering on the spot. The crazy Taoist also frowned, and his right hand hanging in his robe was surrounded by runes.

Without warning, the long sword just pierced a bloody hole on Wang Lun's head, breaking up his bun. The blood dripped down the long hair and fell to the ground. The tattered clothes now looked like a beggar on the street.

Even worse, at least they weren't covered in blood.

Xiao Qing took back the long sword and kicked Wang Lun away, who was still swinging the sword carelessly. He was as casual as kicking away a dead dog and said contemptuously: "You are like this. If I kill you, I will be filthy."

Leave your sword to No. 2 Courtyard for proper training! Hahahaha"

The laughter was harsh, and many of the onlookers laughed in agreement. What threat would such a waste pose to Courtyard No. 3? Save it as a joke!

Xiao Qing's humiliation made the onlookers see a joke, and also proved the authenticity of the crazy Taoist's words that he would not take action if the big bully the small. However, only he knew the true energy dissipated from the crazy Taoist's fingertips.

Already.

Su Hang was a little angry. He helped Wang Lun back and settled the wounded. He was holding two swords. Wang Lun was not seriously injured, but his whole body was like a bloody man, with a dazed expression. If it was a sword that would kill

Wang Lun killed, maybe he didn't have so much anger in his heart, he now wants to kill, this is the first time he wants to kill after living for more than ten years

It just took him some time to help Wang Lun, so he was late. There was already a young man in the field holding a red-tasseled silver gun and pointing directly at the crowd in Courtyard No. 3, with a murderous look in his eyes.

"Who comes here to die!"

With his sharp-edged face and light leather armor, he looked like a general standing in front of thousands of formations. The words he spoke were so heroic.

"I like you! But I will kill you!"

A person stands out from the crowd in Courtyard No. 3. He should be less than twenty years old, but his beard is particularly lush. He is holding a sword in his hand. He looks rough and heroic at first glance, but his eyes are darting around.

But he is like another person.

"Meng Yun!"

The young man did not answer, and danced with a spear like a dragon out of the sea. Since it was a discussion, it was necessary to give his name. Meng Yun also wanted to go over and break his leg bones with a single shot. If the opponent was Xiao Qing, it would be more natural.

good.

"Hey, my name is Luo Peiran!"

Before the word "ran" could be completely pronounced, Luo Peiran had already rushed towards Meng Yun at an extremely fast speed, his figure looming in and out along the way, and not appearing in a straight line.

"No. 3 Courtyard has always been claiming to be the Haohao Martial Arts, fighting against the sky? Why are they all so cunning?"

Su Hang's mouth was filled with sarcasm, and he looked at the people in Courtyard No. 3. He hoped that he could disturb Luo Peiran's heart, and the ascetics still had to lose face.

"We only care about the result, the process is not important. If we win, whatever we say is right!" Xiao Qing answered Su Hang's question without raising her eyelids. His eyes fell on the tip of his sword, where there were drops of blood.

Fall, Wang Lun’s blood.

There is no point in running against each other anymore. Luo Peiran was not affected at all, but Meng Yun might be distracted.

Luo Peiran's figure was erratic, and it was difficult to judge the trajectory and even the direction of Jie Dao's attack. Luo Yun fell into a passive position for a moment, and had to dance the spear in his hand to make it airtight. Naturally, Luo Peiran could not attack in this way, but his energy consumption also meant that Luo Peiran could not attack.

It's consuming at a terrifying speed, and if it continues like this, defeat will be a matter of time.
To be continued...