A change is going on in the imperial palace that is related to the national fortune of the Tang Dynasty, and the academy is also engaged in a war that concerns the entire Great Wilderness at the same time.
However, from the beginning, the battle showed a one-sided crushing situation.
In other words, the end of this battle is doomed from the moment it starts.
The reason is simple, because there is no one in the academy.
Senior Brother retained Liu Jianbai, Second Senior Brother went to the most important battlefield, Third Senior Brother retained Heng Yunzhe, Fourth Senior Senior and fifth Senior Brother were also on the battlefield, and Zhou Fei was in the palace.
The only thing that can be played in the entire academy is only Fenghuayue.
But after the battle with Song Fei, Feng Huayue's combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.
What's more, even if Feng Huayue is in her peak state, facing this opponent, she has no chance of winning.
Because this person is called Ziwei Zun.
The Master is gone, he is the strongest person in the Great Wilderness.
Like appearing on the grassland, Ziwei Zun appeared in the academy, accompanied by a huge god, he sat in the god, separated by the thick weft, only a vague silhouette of the figure could be seen , But what this silhouette brings to people is a kind of coercion like a high mountain.
The moment the god appeared in the academy, the aura belonging to the master in the academy immediately reacted.
"You are all going to the sky, and you want to stop me?" The voice of Zun Ziwei came from the god, followed by the aura of the master in the academy, and instantly disappeared.
Zun Ziwei laughed loudly, this was the happiest time in his life.
In the past, I was humiliated by the Master and Xin Zhige in turns, but today I have to get them all back.
Zun Ziwei drank and retreated those who carried the goddess, and alone drove the goddess to the back mountain of the academy.
To completely destroy the academy, the first thing to destroy is the second floor.
It's nothing more than an ordinary back mountain, and it can be compared with the temple for so many years.
The second-story building of the academy has long been a big worry for Ziwei Zun. Now it is time to turn the second-story building into a historical relic.
Just when the god had just stepped on the trail leading to the back mountain, it was foggy.
The fog instantly dropped the visibility to zero.
Only a blank piece of white was left all around.
Zun Ziwei snorted coldly, "Is there only this little trick? You want to stop me with this?"
He continued to wave his sleeves, trying to completely blow away the cloud in front of him.
But what Ziwei Zun did not expect was that his actions this time had failed.
The cloud is still the cloud, without any signs of fading.
Not only did it show no signs of diminishing, it was even more full-bodied than before.
"It's interesting." Zun Ziwei said faintly: "I want to see, in this empty place, what tricks are there to play."
Then the gods continued to move forward.
Yun Wu desperately moved closer to the front of the god, looking like he was about to swallow it, but he couldn't enter the five-meter range around the god.
As the gods kept moving forward, the thick clouds were gradually being left behind.
When the clouds faded to a certain level, the Zun Ziwei found a figure about three feet in front of him.
He fought with his back to the god, holding the sword in his arms, the hilt of the sword emerged from his left shoulder, and the tip of the sword was exposed at the waist on the right.
There are still people
Zun Ziwei was also a little surprised, because in the information he got, the academy should be empty.
Moreover, the person in front of him is using a sword, and the person who is best at using swords in the academy is Qinglian... Could it be that the second senior from the academy ran back from the front line to stop him
With Qinglian's ability, it's not impossible for her to travel thousands of miles in a flash.
But this person's figure doesn't look like Qinglian very much.
In other words, Zun Ziwei felt a very strong sense of sight on this back figure.
He had seen the person who stopped him, and
And very familiar.
"Who is coming." Said the Zun Ziwei: "Turn around and let the deity take a look."
According to what he said, the other party slowly turned around.
Zun Ziwei's voice was strangled to death in his throat in an instant.
The whole god shivered visible to the naked eye.
Immediately afterwards, the entire back mountain rang out the horrified roar of Zun Ziwei: "No! This is impossible. You will die tomorrow morning. The deity saw you die with his own eyes."
The man standing on the mountain path said calmly: "Yeah, I'm already dead, but what about it?"
Zun Ziwei was shocked and angry, "Resurrection from the dead? Impossible. You died from the punishment of heaven. No one can survive from the punishment of heaven. Who are you?"
"Isn't my name always in my mind?"
Zun Ziwei gritted his teeth: "I don't believe it, this must be a trick! Okay, let the deity see your true face in Lushan."
A huge palm appeared in front of the god, and squeezed straight to the figure in front.
Clouds and mists surged around.
These clouds came here in front of the person in an instant, and then formed a huge sword.
This sword smashed the handprints stretched out.
The god shook again.
But Ziwei Zun's emotions returned to calm, and after the test just now, he could already determine who the person in front of him was.
Although this result is unbelievable, since it is confirmed, there is no need to question it.
"You really are alive." Zun Ziwei returned to his usual indifferent taste: "But so what? The deity is the incarnation of the will of heaven. Since it can kill you once in the past, it can also end you today. Xin Zhi Ge, you can't stop me."
If someone else is here, they will surely exclaim when they hear this name.
Xin Zhige, the former Great Desolate Sword Saint, had already died many years ago. For this reason, the Master went to Garan specially, burned the forests of Qianshan Mountain, and smashed the temple halfway up.
This academy's first person to be enchanted, the youngest unruly master in the history of the Great Wilderness, this person who overturned the entire Demon Sect by his own power, this person who should have died.
How could he survive
Xin Zhige said lightly: "I never thought of stopping you, I just want to kill you."
Zun Ziwei laughed loudly: "I didn't expect you to die once and still don't have a long memory, kill me? Are you worthy too?"
Xin Zhige said, "Why don't you deserve it, don't you count it."
"I am the incarnation of the will of Heaven. If I say nothing, who has the final say?" Zun Ziwei said contemptuously.
Xin Zhige said: "Of course it's me who has the final say."
"Sophistry." Said the Zun Ziwei: "The Master is a respectable person, and it is not my purpose to destroy the academy. Tell me the position of the base, I can let the academy retain its original appearance, even after the fall of the Tang Dynasty. , I can also agree to continue opening the academy to accept students. But if I don’t say anything, I will let the academy disappear completely in the wilderness. After thousands of years, no one will remember the academy.
Xin Zhige slowly drew out the sword. At that time, a long sword full of cyan, at the moment it was unsheathed, it even uttered a dragon's roar.
Then, the tip of the sword pointed at Ziwei Zun: "Since the exhaust sea, I can let you return to the temple alive."
Zun Ziwei chuckled, "Xin Zhige, do you really think that you are still the Great Desolate Sword Saint back then? You are also worthy to talk to the deity like this."
Holding a long sword, Xin Zhige walked towards the god step by step: "Feeding the pig, what are you, dare to talk to me in such a tone. He didn't quickly roll off that ridiculous step!" "
Zun Ziwei suddenly fell silent.
His natal name was Wei Zhu, and there were no more than five people who knew this name in the entire Dahuang. But only one person called him the pig feeder, and that person was Xin Zhige.
As Xin Zhige gets closer to the gods, the clouds and mists on the mountain roads flow faster and faster, even forming clusters of clusters.
The fog bar hovered around Xin Zhige's figure and the long sword in his hand, as if covering him with a layer of armor.
There are also some fog bars arranged behind Xin Zhige, spreading out on both sides, like a pair of wings.
If Zhou Fei saw this scene, it would definitely have an extremely strong sense of sight.
Isn't this the archangel Tyrael in the game Diablo III
Facing Xin Zhige's pressing harder and harder, the gods were unexpectedly quiet, and the previously unparalleled Ziwei Zun did not say a word, so Xin Zhige was allowed to walk ten feet in front of the gods. .
"Get out of here!"
Xin Zhige let out a roar, and the long sword in his hand slashed down fiercely, and the gods were instantly torn apart.
Zun Ziwei finally revealed his true face of Lushan.
A middle-aged man in a wheelchair.
Although the dress is very gorgeous, no matter how good the clothes look, the person who wears them must be good-looking to complement each other.
Wearing these nice clothes on Ziwei Zun's body will only make people feel ridiculous.
Because he looks ugly.
Unspeakably ugly.
To paraphrase a lingo, breaking is equivalent to plastic surgery.
Ziweizun was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at Xin Zhige blankly.
Then, he slowly raised his hand and touched his face.
He also knew that he was very ugly. He was abandoned when he was born, and was later picked up by the people of the temple. Because it was so ugly, no one played with him since he was a child. Only the priest who saved him was kind to him. But the indifference and ridicule of outsiders still left indelible scars on the soul of Zun Ziwei.
Fortunately, he has a strong talent for cultivation. Any mental method can be memorized by just reading it once, and any move can be learned by analogy only by reading it once. In just two months of work, he learned the most basic mental methods of the temple. The priest was very happy, so he found him a lot of advanced mental methods for him to learn.
A year later, Ziwei Zun completed a feat.
He started fighting from the lowest level of the shrine, and went all the way to the outside of the silence.
No one can stop him.
That year, Wei Zhu was only sixteen years old.
The amazing talent made people overlook Wei Zhu’s appearance. The former Ziwei Zun even accepted him as a closed disciple. A few years later, the former Ziwei Zun died and Wei Zhu successfully took the post. At the same time, he was no longer useful. It's true.
This is the first time that Wei Zhu has exposed his true colors in front of outsiders after he became the Zun Ziwei.
He felt an unprecedented panic.
Xin Zhige didn't start immediately, he also knew a truth, that is, Zun Ziwei can't be solved with one move.
Although he was in a daze now, he seemed to be a little panicked, but as the master of Dahuang second only to the Master, it was no easy task to defeat him.
I don't have much time, and I must not waste it on meaningless temptations.
If you don’t make a move, it will be earth-shattering!
After a moment of panic, Zun Ziwei slowly lowered his hand, and he stared at Xin Zhige with the only eyes that could be seen past, "The deity has a problem, how did you survive?"
"Why should I tell you." Xin Zhige said.
Ziwei Zun smiled: "It seems that I guessed it right."
"Guess what?" Xin Zhige said.
"You didn't really come back to life, no matter how strong the master is, it is impossible to bring a person back to life, because this does not conform to the rules of heaven." Zun Ziwei said: "You don't have much time? I don't even need to talk to you Fight, you should dissipate after just a while. How? I'm right?"
Xin Zhige nodded calmly: "Yes, what you said is absolutely correct. The only task I have to survive is to kill you."
"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Zun Ziwei said: "The entire wilderness, no one can kill me. Not to mention you, even the master can't do it."
Xin Zhige took a deep breath and rushed up with his sword.
"I want to try!"
(End of this chapter)