Strongest Scrap System

Chapter 230: The college is full of lunatics

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Astonishment and resentment eventually turned into peace.

The strength of the middle-aged monk is not strong, so facing Zhou Fei's murderous lock, he knew that he was doomed, and any counterattack would only provoke a more terrifying sword attack.

So he chose to face death calmly.

The monks of Xuankong Temple are never afraid of death.

"The master's vision for choosing representatives of the world is still so unique. In you, I saw the shadow of Xin Zhige. Like him, you are ruthless and ruthless, relying on your strength to despise all the rules of the world. But. So what? The rules are a manifestation of heaven, and the existence of the world must be obeyed. You can kill me, but you will never change the rules." The middle-aged monk said lightly.

When he said these words, the middle-aged monk Baoxiang was solemn, as if he was an eminent monk.

Everyone on the side felt that what the old monk said was very reasonable, and that Zhou Fei's behavior at this moment was really insulting to the academy's style.

What's more, he also brought two girls with him.

Especially the old monk carried out Xin Zhige, which further corroborated his statement.

How did Xin Zhige die

It was because he didn't follow the rules, he was punished and died.

But Zhou Fei heard a little overtone from the words of the middle-aged monk.

"Old monk, it seems that you have been beaten by my little uncle." Zhou Fei said with a smile but not a smile: "Although you deliberately stayed calm, there is always a wave of resentment in your eyes. This cannot be concealed. ."

The middle-aged monk snorted without answering.

Zhou Fei switched to the serious mode and said word by word: "I emphasize one more point. You can scold me. It doesn't matter if I am a second-skinned face anyway. But you can't say that my little teacher is uncle. He is the pride of the academy, he is Datang The pride of you people, you don’t even deserve to mention his name, you know? My young master is not a cruel and ruthless person. I will hear someone say this to my young master, Lao Tzu Turned my face."

The middle-aged monk said: "Don't change the subject here. Even if you kill me today, you won't get through."

Zhou Fei changed his posture (the arm is a bit sore after one pose for too long) and said, "Actually, this matter can be solved easily. You take a step back, I will go one step further, and it's done. Why bother with this.

What about persistence? "

The middle-aged monk said: "Then why didn't you take a step back?"

Zhou Fei said solemnly, "Because the people in the academy never know to retreat."

"So Xin Zhige is dead." The middle-aged monk mentioned Xin Zhige again.

Although he regretted it a little after speaking, but the water spilled out of the words could not be recovered.

Zhou Fei's face changed.

Although he has not seen Xin Zhige, he has accepted part of Xin Zhige's inheritance. By the lakeside of the Demon Cult Mountain Gate, if not for the sword intent Xin Zhige left in his body would kill Yong Yan, now Zhou Fei Has long since turned into bones.

So Zhou Fei respected Xin Zhige very much.

In fact, all the people in the academy are very respected by Xin Zhige.

This kind of respect is engraved in the bones, and does not need to be imperceptibly passed on from the moment when he enters the second floor of the academy.

Xin Zhige is not only a person, but also a symbol.

College symbol.

The old monk mentioned Xin Zhige's death time and time again, and Zhou Fei's previous warnings were also ignored. If he didn't do anything, he would really look down upon the other party.

"From now on, if I hear the three words Xin Zhige from your mouth again, even if it is only a homophonic, I will kill you." Zhou Fei said seriously: "Moreover, I will soon be on the front line. God, if you stop me, I will kill you too."

No one questioned the authenticity of Zhou Fei's words.

Because when Zhou Fei said this, his murderous aura was almost condensed into substance.

The middle-aged monk was even pushed back several steps by this powerful killing intent, even if he desperately tried to stabilize his figure, he still couldn't match Zhou Fei's terrifying killing intent.

Yi Tong, who had been watching by the side, took a step forward.

Then he was stunned.

Because of Zhou Fei's sword energy, he was actually blocked out!

This kid, the control of the sword qi is so precise.

Three years ago, he was still a second-generation official with the No. 1 waste material in Chang'an, but today he has entered the gods.

The speed of this cultivation is really staggering.

The middle-aged monk glanced at Yi Tong, then smiled at him.

He knew that Yi Tong was ready to come to round the field.

But it is not necessary.

Today he will use his own blood to prove to the world

The point of view, that is the dominance of the academy.

The other practitioners were also silent.

They never expected that things would develop to this point.

As a representative of the academy, Zhou Fei's behavior was a bit excessive.

How could he despise the rules of the Xuankong Temple so much.

Those cultivators who had shown good things to Zhou Fei before felt that their faces were a little hot.

On the contrary, the prince of Chu State was secretly refreshing at this moment.

Being humiliated by Zhou Fei would have made him extremely irritable, but who would have thought that Zhou Fei would die by himself, not only forcing a line of sky, but also preparing to kill the monk in Xuankong Temple.

Even the master would not dare to try this kind of thing easily. After all, once a word was opened, it would be a war between the two countries.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely anxious, Zhou Fei's knife could not bear it, but it could be swiped at any time and then ruined.

Those who are capable don't want to get ahead, and those who want to get ahead have no strength.

For a while, he couldn't stand up to stop this.

At this moment, the trail up the mountain suddenly rang a camel bell.

Everyone looked around and saw several white camels pulling a white camel cart, slowly approaching.

Then, a voice full of acrimonious connotations came from the camel cart: "The Tang people are still unreasonable, just like their ancestors, savage and disorderly. Zhou Fei, do you think this is your own backyard? Xuankong Temple You can trample on the rules at will? Even the master dare not do it. You are really a shame to the academy."

The sound just fell, and another sound came from the back of the camel cart.

But this voice is very solemn and solemn, even if you can't see people, just listening to this voice, many people have a concrete image in their minds.

Four words are enough to describe.

Baoxiang is solemn.

"Xuankong Temple is not afraid of things, but it is not afraid of things. It is a quiet place. No one has ever dared to run wild here. You even pretended to kill people here. Lao Na wanted to ask you, why?"

This voice made the middle-aged monk ecstatic.

He had already guessed the identity of the voice owner, so he looked at Zhou Fei's gaze, which was a little more provocative.

Zhou Fei's expression returned to seriousness again.

At the same time, the alarm bells in my heart.

Because the person who came is very strong!

(End of this chapter)