The Sword of Shuttle of Ten Thousand Worlds Slashes the Heavens

Chapter 11 Academy, you can't afford to mess with me
"The two of you are Zhishouguan and Mozong's world walkers?" Chu Feng said lightly.

"Who are you?" Tang Xiaotang asked for Tang.

"I'm in the Lower Academy Twelve, and I'd like to discuss things with you two." Chu Feng said with a smile.

"Mister Twelve of the academy? You are the most mysterious Mr. Twelve of the academy." Ye Hongyu was shocked, and Ye Su and Tang were also slightly moved.

They didn't expect that Mr. Twelve of the academy was so young and so strong, they couldn't see through it at all.

Then the fighting spirit broke out, and they were also very yearning to have a hearty battle with the strong.

Seeing that the two were full of fighting spirit, Chu Feng smiled slightly, and slowly pulled out the Yuanhong Sword, with the sword's intent soaring to the sky.

Seeing this, the hearts of the two shuddered, Chu Feng's aura was too strong, and his fate-knowing cultivation base burst out with power without distance, yes!Knowing fate, Chu Feng suppressed his cultivation in the realm of knowing fate.

Just when he was about to start, Chu Feng heard the message from his master, and bowed slightly to a certain place in the wilderness with both hands.

"Little Twelve, Fourteen is in danger, go over and have a look." Master's voice came from his mind.

"Okay, teacher, Xiao Twelve will go now."

After saying that, Chu Feng took back Yuan Hong, looked at Ye Su and Tang and said, "I'm sorry, you two, but we can't discuss things today because we have something else to do." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Are you leaving like this? I still want to learn Mr. Twelve's swordsmanship." Ye Su said.

Hearing this, Chu Feng stopped and said calmly: "You all should take action together! I will only use one sword."

"Insanity!"

Tang roared loudly, and then the two attacked Chu Feng together.

The corner of Chu Feng's mouth raised, he turned around and pulled out Yuan Hong, and with a random sword strike, the Heaven Severing Sword intent swept out.

At the moment of contact, the two of them shot out to block at the same time, but in the next moment, they flew back at the same time, and fell beside Ye Hongyu and Tang Xiaotang, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

Seeing this, Chu Feng smiled slightly and said, "The two of you will meet later."

After speaking, he turned and left, feeling Ning Que's breath.

……

Somewhere in the wasteland.

Everyone in Mochiyuan and Ning Que are being attacked by horse thieves, and they are struggling to resist.

Said it was a horse thief, but in fact it was the cavalry of Xiling pretending to be, and the leader of them was the deputy general of General Xiahou.

Of course, this elite division was not something that the female disciples of Mochi Garden could resist, but the Xiling cavalry stationed not far away did not want to save them.

Not long after resisting, the first injured person appeared. One of the female disciples of Mochiyuan was stabbed.

Panicked, the casualties would be even more serious, but Lin Ling, Xiahou's deputy, entangled Mo Shanshan, preventing her from using the power of runes.

The situation of the battle was tense, and more and more people were seriously injured. Ning Que and Mo Shanshan were very anxious.

At this time, countless sword energy swept towards this place. At the moment of contact, the horse thieves disguised as Xiling cavalry fell down one after another, but the people of Mochiyuan were unscathed. This was the slight control of the law of swords.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a young man in white walking with a sword in his hand. The young man was surrounded by sword energy, and from time to time he shot forward several times to kill the horse thief.

"Senior Brother Twelve!"

Ning Que, who was entangled with Lin Ling at this moment, exclaimed.

It was said that Lin Ling, who was pressing him to beat him, secretly thought that it was not good. Although he had never met Mr. Twelfth of the Academy, he had heard about it. It was rumored that Mr. Twelfth of the Academy could draw with Mr. Er. of course I know.

Thinking of this, Lin Ling hurriedly retreated and ran away into the distance.

Seeing this, Chu Feng did not panic, pointed his sword together, and then pointed at Lin Ling. The powerful sword energy rushed out like a torrent, swept everything and plowed the ground into deep ravines, and then bombarded Lin Ling. strangling it into a cloud of blood mist.

After killing Lin Ling, Chu Feng slowly walked towards the crowd.

"Thank you, Mr. Chu!" Mo Shanshan came to Chu Feng and said.

"It's okay!"

Chu Feng smiled, then glanced at Ning Que.

Ning Que walked up to Chu Feng with his head down like a child who had been trained, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother!"

"What? After leaving the academy, don't you even understand the rules?" Chu Feng said lightly.

The strict people in the academy are not only Jun Mo, but also Chu Feng. It seems that all swordsmen are like this. Ning Que is very afraid of the strict Chu Feng, but when Chu Feng teases him, Ning Que feels that Chu Feng is very kind. .

Hearing this, Ning Que's face turned bitter and unwilling to come to Chu Feng's side, bowed his body and stretched out his hands, and said, "Ning Que has seen Senior Brother Twelve."

Chu Feng nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "Remember, my academy is open and aboveboard, but you must not use the academy's identity to do anything wrong outside."

"Yes, Senior Brother Twelve." Ning Kuang nodded.

"Mr. Chu, are you the Twelfth Master of the academy?" Mo Shanshan walked up to Chu Feng and asked.

"Master Mo Shan, let me formally introduce you to Chu Feng, the twelfth member of the lower academy." Chu Feng smiled.

In Ning Que's heart, [-] grass-and-mud horses galloped by. Damn, the difference is too big!
"Then who is he?"

Seeing Ning Que salute Chu Feng, Mo Shanshan knew that Ning Que was not an ordinary academy disciple.

"Oh! This is my fourteenth junior brother Ning Que. He used a false name to deceive everyone earlier. I'm very sorry." Chu Feng looked at Mo Shanshan and apologized.

"No, no! How could Shanshan blame Mr. Twelve and Mr. Fourteen." Mo Shanshan waved his hands quickly and said.

At this time, she met Mr. Fourteen, whom she had always wanted to see. It turned out that she had been with her these days. After getting along for so long, he felt that Ning Que's calligraphy and writing skills were very good.

Now, she also thinks Mr. Twelve is gentle and elegant, and his refined temperament is very charming.

However, in the end, he secretly promised Ning Que his heart, because what bookworms are obsessed with is calligraphy rather than swords.

Looking at Mo Shanshan's eyes, Chu Feng also knew his choice. Although he felt a little lost in his heart, he didn't care about it. A swordsman is doomed to be endlessly lonely, and he can become stronger only when he has no worries.

Moreover, he may not know when he will leave this world. He will not make a promise to others, a promise that is destined to be impossible to fulfill.

……

After the transportation of food and grass was completed, everyone gathered together again to discuss the strategy of repelling the barren people.

At this time, Qu Nimadi was acting as a demon again, and stood up to accuse everyone in Mochiyuan.

Originally, Chu Feng didn't want to interfere, but wanted Ning Que to come forward.

But during the conversation, they insulted the academy and the master, which made Chu Feng unbearable.

"Master Qunimadi, you said that Mr. Fourteenth of the Academy is fine. After all, the strong in this world are respected, and big fists are the reason. Just like you did to Master Mo Shan and others in Mochiyuan, because your fists are relatively big, but you don't You should insult the master and the academy, the academy is an existence that you can't afford to offend."

The words startled everyone, everyone looked over, and saw behind the people in Mochiyuan, a young man in white was standing with a sword in his hand, with a proud expression on his face, and the words just now came from his mouth.

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