"The President of the Imperial College is fighting with someone?"

"The president of the Royal College was beaten by the student's parents?"

"The principal of the Royal College was seeking revenge by the student's father because of an affair with the student's mother?"

Rumors stop at wise people, but they cannot stop at mental retardation. Those that spread faster than the news must be the gossip that you like to hear.

On the streets of Yanjing East, the common people who were so quarreled that they couldn't sleep to watch the fun were talking about which noble lady the president of the Imperial Academy was hiding with. Some said he was the newly acquired concubine of the prime minister, and some said he was the wife of the bad marquis. They had tried to overestimate the identity of the other party, but they still didn't guess correctly.

Suddenly, a pleasant sound of wind chimes came with the wind. When people heard the sound, they only saw a silver light passing through the roof, so fast that they could not catch each other's shadow!

"It's the 'stop killing' Wu Zhu Yinling Bo He's tears!" The warrior who had a little knowledge immediately exclaimed.

Although the number of martial pillars in Yanjing is the world's largest, almost all the martial pillars in the outer eight districts are only five fingers. On average, there is no martial pillar in one city or another. However, the martial pillars in Yanjing are all double digits. However, the martial pillars are either chores or delve into the limits of heaven and man. For ordinary people, the martial pillars are also legendary, and it is of course difficult to control themselves when they see it at this time.

For warriors, it is a necessary skill to understand Yan Jing Wuzhu’s information. Almost everyone can know Wuzhu’s resume as much as possible. After all, this is their life goal!

Among the dozen martial arts pillars, Yinling Bo Helei is also a famous and powerful warrior. He is also the only old-school warrior who has reached the pinnacle of Lingxu's tactics but does not use guns and weapons to enhance his combat power. He is known as "Lingxu in the Sky", meaning that his Lingxu's tactics have surpassed the world.

He Qing was so fast that he could even suppress the warriors in the fight in an instant and prevent death from happening. Because of his old qualifications, he was often invited to mediate disputes such as "Qiu Duan". Over time, he became known as "stop killing".

The distinctive feature of this martial arts pillar is the pace of not chasing the shadow and the pleasant sound of the wind chime.

When the blue barrier made by moonlight shattered, the flowing figure finally stopped.

It was a tall, gray-haired old man wearing a black windbreaker. His hair was well-organized, his goatee was soft and white, and even his wrinkles were just right, as if interpreting the aesthetic of "aging".

He wore a pair of high boots and a pair of weird steel chain gloves on both hands. Each glove had four chains with bells hanging, which seemed to have little effect except decoration, or only side effects - the enemy knew where you attacked just by listening to the ringtone.

It's not without other uses, but if it's for other uses, the gloves should be worn by a beautiful big sister? Instead of an old man with crane hair.

He looked around for a week? I confirmed that he was the only one who arrived first, and sighed and walked away.

It was originally a small bridge, flowing water, courtyard and pavilion? Most of the houses had turned into ruins at this time. The old man in windbreaker came to the center of the battlefield? Ignoring the flesh and blood on the ground, he looked at the only living old man in red robe.

"Principal Tea?       Why don't you be fine."

Cha Huan sat on a broken pillar and suddenly stepped on it? The tassel flying boots trampled to death a passing little cockroach who survived a catastrophe.

"Helei? This is not like you. Don't you like to kill people and then reason slowly? Stop killing and killing, killing people first and then stop."

He Lei put his hands on his back: "Principal Cha, you misunderstood. I'm resting in the manor in the suburbs? When I heard something happened in Yan Jing, I came over quickly? Unexpectedly, Principal Cha, you were attacked..."

"Crane tears."

Cha Huan turned his head and looked over. At this time, he was no longer as dignified and elegant as usual. His face was covered with blood and even a blood mark on his head.

"You dare to talk nonsense in front of me when you see me as if you are half dead? That's right? Your speed is the fastest in the world, and I can't catch up with you? But do you dare not sleep, eat, shit, or stop from now on?"

"If you want to do it, take advantage of the present, otherwise I will wait for me to heal my injury? Just based on the nonsense you said just now, if I don't press your head to the cesspool to drink within ten days, I will take your surname. I dared to hold you to eat shit when I was in the fourth grade? I dare to do the same now."

He Lei's face changed drastically.

He hasn't dealt with Cha Huan for a long time? Or rather? Since Cha Huan graduated, he has tried not to meet Cha Huan. It just so happened that Cha Huan is also a person who doesn't like banquets. In addition, He Lei deliberately avoids it. They have never met many times in the past few decades.

He thought that when Cha Huan got old, his temperament would change; he thought that when Cha Huan was injured, his attitude would change; he thought... However, everything had not changed, and Cha Huan, the "Shame of the Imperial Court" back then, was still so arrogant and arrogant!

"Chat Huan." He Lei said coldly: "I'm not here to kill you, be kind to me."

Cha Huan's lips curled up: "I won't talk nonsense to you. Either you leave Yanjing as soon as possible, or you brush your teeth and wait for shit in a few days."

"It's too much!"

The sound of the wind chime actually caused a ripples, and the nearby gravel turned directly into powder, which was enough to shock the internal organs and the sound waves that were boiling blood spread invisibly!

However, at this time, He Lei had already come to Cha Huan's back, and his right hand turned into a palm knife. Stars on the edge of his palm were dotted, and he looked down slowly and quickly, just like the collapse of mountains and waves suppressing them!

In an instant, He Lei had already used his guardian skills!

Lingxu's battle technique is right away!

The method of war of thousands of disasters·The landslide!

Aiqi tactics·resonance!

This is the essence of Helei’s years of experience in tactics: Silver Bell stops killing combo!

The three war techniques are all the cultivation level that reaches the pinnacle! Ling Xu's pace is as fast as a blink of an eye, and no one can reach it; the wind chime caused by the Heqi war technique kills people invisibly and no one can stop them; the mountain collapse of the war technique of Wanjie is even more powerful, and no one can escape it!

He saw a glimmer of light on Cha Huan's body, and his heart couldn't help but feel murderous intent: Unexpectedly, Cha Huan could not even dodge, and could only condense the light armor to resist! However, the light armor is still meaningful in the integration of the realm, but with the full-strength attack of reaching the pinnacle, unless the eighteen light armors practice the golden bell, they would not even be able to delay death!

Originally, He Lei was just a test, but the weakness exposed by Cha Huan made him unable to help but exert his palms without leaving any room for anything. If this palm was firm, it would not be said to be killed, but at least half of it could be smashed to pieces!

boom!

The granite stone pillars were instantly blown into powder, and Helei felt cold in his heart - how could his palm 'slip' away?

He couldn't even believe his eyes!

The most fierce and fierce "landshes" in Wanjie's war technique fell on Cha Huan's shoulders and slipped away like oil, hitting the stone pillar next to it!

No single tactic has such an effect!

How could there be such a skill that completely ineffective melee attacks!

"It seems that I don't have the blessing of the surname 'He'."

He Lei suddenly felt that the back of his neck was being grabbed, and the gravel ground was getting closer and closer to him. He quickly exerted all his strength, but the hand holding the back of his neck was like holding his fate. The light burst from his palm suppressed all his counterattacks!

"Eat shit and you!"
Chapter completed!