I fly with a sword in the magic academy

At this moment, there was another sound from the stairs, and a burly young man walked up, wearing rough cloth and a sand-proof hat.

"I didn't expect Brother Yunxiao to come here in person," Bai Ling from Yuanxing Pavilion said with a smile.

This is the top powerhouse among the younger generation of Wuyang Mountain. If Wuyang Shengzi encounters something unexpected, he is one of the most likely candidates to succeed him.

"There are so many annoying flies, but Qianhe is already my lord's appointed maid, so it's useless for anyone to come." Jiang Shaoyun said contemptuously, not taking Wu Yunxiao of Wuyang Mountain seriously at all.

"This pretty boy is really hateful!" Sikong Qing took a big gulp of the knife.

Jiang Yue also wanted to give her a beating. This pretty girl was so arrogant. Did she really regard her as a soft persimmon that could be kneaded at will?

Opening and closing your mouth is like a maid, who can bear it?

"This young master, Qianhe has kidnapped our young master. The master of our Yuanxing Pavilion has already spoken. I must take her back. Why don't you sell me a favor?" Bai Ling of Yuanxing Pavilion smiled sweetly. , fascinating and fascinating.

"My master has already said that she is my appointed maid. It is useless to say more."

Jiang Shaoyun has a very strong attitude and does not give anyone face. He is only fifteen or sixteen years old, with red lips and white teeth. He is more delicate and beautiful than a woman, but there is a kind of ferocity in his words.

"Oh, don't be too domineering, young master. Let's do this. Whoever catches Qianhe first will have her at his disposal. This way, we don't have to fight to the death." Bai Ling said with a sweet smile.

Jiang Shaoyun thought for a moment, and finally relented, saying: "Forget it, your Yuanxing Pavilion has left a pretty good impression on me. I'll give you a face this time and do as you say. Whoever catches it first will win." It’s up to whoever to deal with it.”

Listening to such a conversation, Jiang Yue felt quite unhappy. None of these people really treated her as a human being.

"Then what if I catch her first?" Wu Yunxiao from Wuyang Mountain spoke up. Whether it was for the Saint Taoist Platform or the position of the Holy Son, he had to take the lead before the others in Wuyang Mountain. Catch Jiang Yue.

"The Holy Son of Wuyang Mountain, I have heard about this man. You are indeed a person, but what role are you? An eyesore, what qualifications do you have to compete with me?" Jiang Shaoyun didn't look at him from beginning to end. Looking at the other person, his eyes were full of undisguised disdain and contempt.

"This is the most powerful person among the younger generation in Wuyang Mountain, with few rivals." Sikong Qing introduced lazily.

He keenly smelled the smell of gunpowder in the air, and wished he could add more fire to it, and then let the two people fight to the death.

Jiang Yue also saw what he was thinking and just smiled without saying anything else.

But Jiang Shaoyun snorted coldly and said: "Do you have few opponents? I guess all you encounter are rotten fish and shrimps, right? How do you compare with the Holy Son of Wuyang?"

Before Wu Yunxiao could respond, Sikong Qing took over the conversation and said: "If Holy Son Wu Yang encounters something unexpected, then he is one of the most likely candidates to take over the position of Holy Son. I think he should be half-assed." There’s a big difference.”

Jiang Shaoyun played with the wine cup, then raised his eyes slightly to glance at Wu Yunxiao, and said in a lukewarm tone: "Compared with your Holy Son, you are far behind. You are not qualified to compete with me, so you should leave as soon as possible. Bar."

"A friend is too arrogant?" Wu Yunxiao said in a deep voice.

"What? Are you still not convinced that you are bad? In that case, just take action, but I want to see how much you weigh." Jiang Shaoyun said very directly, not taking him seriously at all. .

"My friend really wants to fight with me?" Wu Yunxiao stood up and looked directly at Jiang Shaoyun.

"There's so much nonsense. Either prove yourself with your strength, or get out immediately. It's really annoying to be grinding. Do you still want to take over the position of the Holy Son?" Jiang Shaoyun Wuluo snorted coldly, raised his hand and moved forward. Pressing it, the slender and slender fingers are like exquisite jade carvings, a bit more graceful than a woman's delicate hands.

At this moment, many people in the restaurant felt their hearts and souls throbbing. The powerful pressure made it difficult for them to breathe, and they felt like they were about to suffocate.

Jiang Shaoyun flicked his jade finger, and a stone tablet emerged from the void. It had the texture and luster of metal, with chrome patterns flashing on it, and a mysterious Taoist charm flowing out. It slowly pressed down, trying to suppress Wu Yunxiao on the spot. .

At this time, everyone in the restaurant had a look of surprise on their faces. The stone tablet was not a spiritual weapon, nor was it an entity. It was just constructed by Jiang Shaoyun using the laws of order.

"boom"

Wu Yunxiao raised his hand to hold the stone monument, but his expression changed drastically.

The moment he came into contact with the stone tablet, he felt numbness in his arms, and a pain that was about to break bones and tendons quickly spread throughout his body.

The simple and majestic stone tablet hangs in mid-air, slowly pressing down, unstoppable, with complicated lines crisscrossing it, shining brightly.

"Click..."

The floor beneath Wu Yunxiao's feet cracked, and cracks centered on him and spread outward like spider webs.

"boom!"

At this moment, a ball of blazing light burst out, and Wu Yunxiao's body shone with holy light, like a sun falling into the sky, making it impossible for people to look directly at it, and it actually forced the sinking building into the sky. The stone tablet was pushed back.

"This is... the holy light of Wuyang Tiangang Technique!"

"It seems that the top management of Wuyangshan really intends to support Wu Yunxiao to rise to power."

Wuyang Tiangang Technique is the supreme secret method of Wuyang Mountain, and only those who are conferred as holy sons are qualified to practice it.

Wu Yunxiao also practiced this method, and he had obviously been trained by the higher-ups of Wuyang Mountain as a candidate for the Holy Son.

"The sky is pure and the earth is pure, and the law turns according to the order..."

Jiang Shaoyun chanted softly, and the patterns on the stone tablet suddenly became denser and more complicated.

Not only Wu Yunxiao, but also all the monks in the restaurant felt a great pressure, as if a piece of the sky was sinking.

Some monks with weaker cultivation simply chose to retreat without daring to stay at all.

"click"

There was a crisp cracking sound, and people discovered that the blazing light curtain held up by Wu Yunxiao actually had cracks and gradually became dim.

"What's going on? The body-protecting holy light of Wuyang Tiangang Technique is said to be invincible. How come it broke in less than a quarter of an hour?"

"No, what he practices is not the real Wuyang Tiangang Technique. The holy light that protects the body is impure, so he cannot be invulnerable to all laws in the true sense." Someone made such an inference.

"click click"

There are more and more cracks on Wu Yunxiao's body-protecting holy light, and it is about to collapse.

"Sure enough, he is a person with a false reputation." Jiang Shaoyun said scornfully, and the stone tablet hanging in the air burst out with majestic pressure under his urging.

He didn't want to waste time anymore and wanted to suppress Wu Yunxiao directly.

"Chong"

At the critical moment, a sword light appeared through the sky, like a bright star river across the sky, and landed on the stone tablet.

Although he failed to completely kill it, he was able to force it to the side, allowing Wu Yunxiao below to escape.

At the top of the stairs, a tall and tall young man wearing a light cyan robe stood there. It was he who had just stepped in to rescue Wu Yunxiao.

"Who are you? You dare to stop me from doing what I do." Jiang Shaoyun's face suddenly turned cold.

"Xianliu Island, Gu Qiu." The young man walked over and said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, many monks present showed strange expressions. Unexpectedly, even the Holy Son from Xianliu Island came.

"Gu Qiu? I have heard of you, the Holy Son of Xianliu Island. Do you also want to fight with me?" Jiang Shaoyun asked coldly.

He was not very old, but he had a ferocious air, he was arrogant and looked down upon no one.

"My friend has misunderstood. I just took action below because I didn't want to see the two of you fighting to the death." Gu Qiu, the Holy Son of Xianliu Island, said in a calm tone.

Hearing this, Jiang Shaoyun sneered and laughed, and said: "A life-or-death battle? If I want to, it would be easy to kill him. Are you looking down on this little fish, or are you despising me?"

"You!" Wu Yunxiao's black hair was dancing wildly. As the most powerful person among the younger generation in Wuyang Mountain, how had he ever been so despised?

"My Taoist friend is indeed very advanced, but it's just wrong to be so arrogant and arrogant." Gu Qiu said with a slight smile.

"Who do you think you are? It's not your turn to point out how this young master behaves. Do you really think of yourself as a person?" Jiang Shaoyun retorted back in a shameless manner.

"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."

A sweet and melodious voice came, making people feel as if they had been baptized, and their hearts were clear and pure.

Looking for fame, a young female Taoist priest stepped into the restaurant. She was tall, slender, graceful, and had an extraordinary temperament, which gave people a very special feeling.

There is no fairy mist surrounding her, nor is there spiritual light covering her body, but no one can see her face clearly, and even her body gives people a hazy feeling, which is a natural manifestation of Taoism.

"This is the saint of the Jade Holy Land!" Someone recognized the identity of the person who came.

Jiang Yue's eyes narrowed slightly. With so many young geniuses gathering here at the same time, there must be something wrong here.

Jiang Yue looked at Sikong Qing and secretly asked through a message: "It's definitely not a coincidence that these people gathered here at the same time. What do they want to do?"

"It's amazing to say that someone released the news three days ago that you would appear in Jiangyi City, but you actually appeared here," Sikong Qing said.

"Is there such a thing?" Jiang Yue was surprised.

She and Xiaozhuo just came to Jiangyi City today, without any purpose, because they were going north to Tai'an City, and they were just resting here temporarily.

As early as three days ago, someone had released news that she would appear in Jiangyi City, as if it was predicted that she would stay in Jiangyi City.

At this time, Jiang Shaoyun spoke again. He glanced at everyone present, and said as if he dared to be an enemy of the world: "Qianhe is already my lord's appointed maid. You don't have any chance, so you should leave as soon as possible."

"Fuck your mother!" Sikong Qing finally couldn't bear it anymore. He slapped the table with his palm, stood up suddenly, put one foot on the stool, held a chopstick in his mouth, and pointed Jiang Shaoyun cursed and said: "You are a pretty boy with thin arms and thin legs. You could even slap my little sister and you dare to threaten to accept her as a maid? Who gave you the confidence and courage, Liang Jingru?!"

Jiang Shaoyun sneered and said, "It's hard to say whether she can take my slap. It's her honor to wash my feet and warm my bed."

Sikong Qing grinded his teeth and wanted to slap him. This pretty boy was so arrogant and arrogant, but he kept talking about washing feet and warming the bed, which really made him angry.

Jiang Yue was also holding back her anger and wanted to put a sack over her, hang the pretty boy up and beat him up.

"Get out of here, don't hinder me from subduing the maids." Jiang Shaoyun began to clear the place, and wanted to drive away everyone present. Sikong Qing and Jiang Yue, who were closest to him, naturally became the first targets. .

Sikong Qing's temper also got worse. He sat on the bench, put his feet on the table, held a chopstick in his mouth and said loudly: "I'm going to fight you today, on my own territory." Can I still tolerate your arrogance? If you are brave enough, try to steal a cold hair from me!"

"Disciple of the seventh thief Li Shangyun, do you really think that I dare not touch you?" Jiang Shaoyun said coldly.

"If you're brave enough, just give it a try." Sikong Qing put his legs on the table and pointed at Jiang Shaoyun with the soles of his feet.

If it were on other state borders, he might be more restrained, but this barren state was their territory, how could they be intimidated by a pretty boy?

"I can suppress that miscellaneous fish in Wuyang Mountain just now. Do you also want to taste the feeling of being suppressed?" Jiang Shaoyun sneered.

Sikong Qing didn't think he could beat this pretty boy, but he couldn't lose his momentum. He said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you have the ability, just try it."

"That's good, since you said so, then I will fulfill your wish." Jiang Shaoyun stood up, raised his slender hand as he spoke, and was about to move forward to suppress it.

"Wait a minute! Look at you, you have thin arms and legs. You are even more delicate than a little girl. I don't want to be known as a woman-beater, so I'd better let this friend of mine come and fight with you." Sikong Qing He winked at Jiang Yue.

Jiang Shaoyun's eyes flashed with disdain and said: "You two come together."

"Little bastard, any one of us can suppress you, so why are you so crazy?" Sikong Qing said boldly.

Jiang Yue also spoke and said: "We can't let go of our hands in this fight. If I break something, I won't have the money to pay for it. How about we use our spiritual consciousness to duel?"

"Divine consciousness? It seems that you are very confident in the power of your divine consciousness?" Jiang Shaoyun glanced at Jiang Yue up and down, and said: "Okay, I will destroy your self-confidence in the field where you are best at, and let You know how small you are in front of me."

After saying this, a colorful divine light rushed out from Jiang Shaoyun's eyebrows and soul.

"chi"

A long purple light shot out from Jiang Yue's eyebrows, like a sharp sword unsheathed, piercing the void and colliding with the colorful divine light.