"Senior Brother Wang, are you really caring about the fragrance and beauty?"

Lin Zijun looked at Wang Yilang with a little ridicule.

Wang Yilang said righteously: "It's not that I am merciful to you, my senior brother, but that the laws are like this."

"Anyway, I will make you my ladies of seventeenth and eighteenth."

Lin Fan stood up with his face covering his face. Instead of being angry with Xiao Yue'er because of the slap, he felt even more happy.

He had never met such a woman, and it almost made him crazy to be happy! "Young Master, this big world is not true, and the big world is so dignified, but these ants not only have no cultivation, but also have such poor wisdom."

Xiao Yue'er sighed softly and told Ning Qi.

"I'm afraid the luck of this big world is all about that Mr. Kong."

Ning Qi smiled, and from beginning to end, he was observing a certain direction.

He can now be sure that the other party has indeed stolen the entire world and made everyone his nutrients.

The other party gave Ning Qi an unprecedented feeling of being powerful. The combination of the God King of Tiandu and the God King of Fang Yan is probably less than half that of Mr. Kong.

Wang Yilang and others became a little strange when they listened to the conversation between them.

They finally felt that Ning Qi's attention seemed to be on them from beginning to end.

This feeling of being ignored is extremely infuriating.

"What kind of cultivation level?

Martial arts cultivation?

Haha, how can the martial arts in the world be as good as the pen in the hands of literati?"

Lin Zijun sneered: "A martial man who only knows how to use force, a literati, has hundreds of ways to kill him."

"good."

Wang Yilang nodded slightly and his eyes fell on Ning Qi: "What is your identity? How dare you mention the saint in your words? With the saint's order, countless kingdoms will be destroyed. Can you mention it?"

"Hey, the first sword in the academy is here!"

"He actually came out of seclusion today?"

"Is there another breakthrough in the literary way?"

A whisper suddenly came from all around. After Wang Yilang and others heard the words "The First Sword of the Academy", their expressions changed and subconsciously looked in the direction everyone was looking.

There, a slightly lonely figure was slowly coming towards everyone.

"Senior Brother Gou is not only one of the four chiefs of the academy, but also is recognized as the world's number one sword in martial arts. He learned swords at the age of three, fought all over the holy city at the age of seven, and traveled around the world at the age of sixteen, killing more than 300 bandit leaders, and was respected by the world as the sword saint!"

"You guys are finished. Senior Brother Gou is extremely protective of the academy. If you dare to beat someone in the academy, you will definitely die under the sword of Senior Brother Gou today."

"If you want to survive, you can beg for mercy now."

Someone looked at Ning Qi and others with gloating.

Wang Yilang looked at the figure and a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes. Many female disciples in the academy looked at the figure with longing. As the other party got closer, two reds even appeared on the faces of these female disciples.

"The first sword of the academy?"

Ning Qi smiled. There was really a trace of true energy on the other party. He could see that if this person had not lived in the world of Heavenly Books and had changed his world, he would have probably already entered the path of practice.

Lin Zijun glanced at Ning Qi, then sneered: "Gou Feifei, a child of the Gou family, the Holy City clan, is also the first person to practice both civil and military affairs today. Even he once said in public that martial arts is a small Taoist, and practicing martial arts is just to verify the literary arts in his heart."

At this time, Gou Feifei had already come to everyone.

Everyone hurriedly bowed and bowed.

"Senior Brother Gou."

"I've met Senior Brother Gou."

Wang Yilang reluctantly hugged his fists and said with a smile: "Honor Brother Gou has come out of seclusion?"

"Well, as soon as I came out of seclusion, I heard that someone used martial arts to slander people in the academy?"

Gou Feifei nodded faintly, his eyes flowing on Xiaoyue'er and Zuo Ling'er, his eyes clear and transparent, but he had no other thoughts.

"Brother Feifei, it's actually a misunderstanding. Just take this person away. These two girls are my future wives."

Lin Shan hurriedly stepped forward and reminded.

He was afraid that Gou Feifei would unsheath his sword and kill all the three people in front of him. In that case, wouldn’t he be useless to get a bamboo basket? Gou Feifei ignored Lin Fan and said lightly: “Who did you use force in the academy just now?”

"It's me."

Xiaoyue'er smiled.

"The way of martial arts is a small way, but the academy gathers all the talents in the world. These talents can govern the country, calm floods, droughts, and create sentient beings."

Gou Feifei looked at Xiao Yue'er faintly.

"Well said!"

Everyone cheered loudly.

Gou Feifei himself is known as a sword saint and a legendary existence. He said that martial arts is a minor path and was very convinced by the public. Otherwise, if another scholar would inevitably be questioned.

"I haven't seen such talent. What I see is the disciple."

Xiaoyue'er smiled.

"You can't understand this when they become disciples today, and they can use their talents to benefit sentient beings in the future."

Gou Feifei shook his head.

"You just tell me what you want to do."

Xiaoyue'er smiled.

"Answer a question to determine whether the sword in my hand will be unsheathed."

Gou Feifei said lightly.

“What’s the problem?”

Ning Qi said in a little curious way.

"Do you think... in your capacity, you are worthy of using force in the academy?"

Gou Feifei said lightly.

Xiao Yue'er suddenly punched her, and the terrifying force immediately hit Gou Feifei's body. Gou Feifei spewed a mouthful of blood to the sky.

Then time seemed to slow down. In the eyes of everyone, his body first flew up, then rotated several times in the air, and finally landed heavily on the ground.

Gou Feifei was like a rag doll, and his bones were pierced through flesh and blood, and blood flowed all over the floor.

Even the filthy things in his stomach flowed out, and a stench suddenly filled the air.

The sword on his waist had fallen far away, and his sword body was out of sheath, but his master had already cut off his vitality. His eyes were wide open and he stared at the sky. There seemed to be a trace of horror and confusion in the depths of his eyes.

"We are not worthy, who else can I match?"

Xiao Yue'er looked at Gou Feifei's body lightly and said.

The scene was silent.

Everyone seemed to be unable to accept it. Gou Feifei, who was known as the sword saint, was beaten to death by a punch without even pulling out his sword.

Especially those female disciples of the academy, they watched as they had loved them for many years and became so embarrassed that they felt a little unacceptable. They sat down on the ground, and tears flowed silently from their eyes.

"You, you, you..." Lin Shan pointed at Xiao Yue'er in horror.

He was really scared this time.
Chapter completed!