"Isn't it good to be alive?"
The calm and indifferent voice fell in King Qin's ears, making him feel a chill all over his body.
Even though Mr. Du didn't release any breath at this moment, this simple sentence still had such power, the power that made King Qin feel scared.
"Junior brother." Dean Xiao on the side looked solemn and looked at Mr. Du.
"There is nothing we can do." Mr. Du rubbed his head, seeming a little depressed.
"Roar..." Suddenly, a sound of dragon roar came out, which was earth-shattering. On the Book Mountain, many academy disciples' hearts trembled violently. They actually felt their energy and blood rolling. That powerful dragon roar actually erupted from King Qin's body. When he came out, a terrifying dragon shadow instantly shot out from his body, soared upwards, and a terrifying golden dragon claw smashed down directly towards Mr. Du's head.
The distance between the two was too close, such a close distance, such violent power, and the person who took action was the King of Qin. Anyone below the level of a sage would probably not be able to survive such a surprise attack.
All the eyes on Shushan were looking at Mr. Du at this moment, and their hearts were beating loudly.
Mr. Du was not dead. The golden claws stayed in the void. Above the terrifying dragon claws, dragon shadows kept roaring out, but such a terrifying attack power was not able to kill Mr. Du.
The space seemed to have stopped. Mr. Du stood there so quietly. The extremely terrifying dragon shadow covered his body, but was blocked by an invisible brilliance. The flowing brilliance seemed to have no power to break it. , Moreover, this terrifying brilliance was wrapping King Qin's body bit by bit, covering his entire person inside.
King Qin's whole body was trembling with shock, fear, confusion and confusion.
"Sage." King Qin's heart sank completely. He looked at Mr. Du and saw that the other man's expression was as calm as ever, staring at him calmly and quietly.
King Qin's eyes kept changing, and he said: "Why, why is it rumored that Mr. Du doesn't know how to practice?"
"How many people in this world dare to say that they know how to practice?" Mr. Du responded.
"In that case, why did you never take action?" King Qin still didn't understand. He thought he had exerted enough pressure. If Mr. Du really had absolute strength, why didn't he touch the Qin Dynasty
He never thought that Mr. Du really didn't understand cultivation, and he didn't dare to underestimate the existence of figures like Gu Dongliu, the master of swordsmanship. However, Mr. Du's low profile and forbearance gave him the illusion that although Mr. Du could In terms of cultivation, he may only be on par with Dean Xiao, or even a little better, but he will definitely not be a sage.
Otherwise, why didn’t we take action until today
"Isn't it time to take action?" Mr. Du said slowly, and then, the bright light rolled King Qin's body into the void. Behind King Qin, a terrifying shadow suddenly appeared, and his pupils seemed to turn into death. Gray, a terrifying death-gray will headed towards Mr. Du. At this moment, a terrifying illusion appeared on the mountain of books, like the shadows of death dragons appearing, covering the sky and the sun, shrouding the sky above the academy.
Countless people were trembling in their hearts. Looking at the terrifying scene that covered the sky and the sun, many people felt scared. Two old men from the Qin Dynasty also came to King Qin, and they both released similar powers, as if they turned into a god of death.
A face formed by the condensed dark air appeared in the sky, overlooking the Book Mountain.
"Who is touching my descendants?" The extremely cold voice came out, and everyone in Shushan felt a chill.
King Qin, his descendants
It is rumored that the Qin Dynasty opened the tomb of the ancestors. Is there any remaining will power from the ancestors
This is so terrifying, everyone seems to be covered with a layer of death, as if the God of Death is coming.
Is this the real reason why King Qin came to the academy
"Your descendants are unfilial, I will clean up the family for you." Mr. Du looked up at the condensed shadow in the void and said calmly.
Endless dark air flowed in the void, and those terrifying eyes of death stared at Mr. Du. Then the dark air flowed down crazily, covering every direction in the academy.
Mr. Du stretched out his hand towards the void. The next moment, a huge and boundless palm print appeared in the sky above the vast mountain of books. This palm print stretched across the sky and the earth, covering the entire mountain of books. Endless dark air blasted against the palm of his hand. On the way, he saw an extremely sharp sword intent appearing in the huge and boundless palm print, as well as flames that burned the heavens.
The palm print stretched out crazily and was still getting bigger, covering the entire sky. The palm print was like a world, the five fingers were like five mountain peaks, and the sword intention in the palm was like the sky-slaying sword array and the flames that filled the sky. Like a divine fire that burns the world.
The sword intention and the power of fire merged into one, and everyone in the Qin Dynasty was enveloped in the range of the palm seal.
"No..." King Qin and the strong men of the Qin Dynasty felt endless panic in their hearts. They flew upwards and wanted to escape, but they found that the world of this palm print seemed to freeze the space. Their Their bodies were unable to move at all, as the unparalleled gravity pressed on them. Not only were their bodies unable to escape, they were even sinking.
"It seems that the only thing that can solve everything is strength. In this world, the fist is indeed the biggest." Mr. Du seemed to laugh at himself, slightly clenching his palms, and clasping the huge and boundless palm print in the sky.
"Sir, have mercy on me." Someone begged for mercy.
But at this moment, Mr. Du didn't show any mercy. He pressed his big palm directly, and with a shocking loud noise, everything was wiped out.
The palm prints turned into spiritual energy and dispersed, the sun shone down, and everything in the sky disappeared without a trace. There was no death air, no strong men from the Qin Dynasty, only the remaining willpower, and everything else was transformed into The dust of history.
With that grasp, the Qin Dynasty was completely reduced to the history of the Eastern Wasteland.
On the mountain of books, countless people's bodies were trembling slightly, and their hearts were filled with turmoil. No one could describe the shock in their hearts at this moment.
The big palm print that covers the sky and the sun can mark an era in one hand.
Is this the real Mr. Du in Caotang
Mr. Du, who was rumored to have no knowledge of cultivation, yet trained the best disciples in the Eastern Wilderness Realm.
Countless eyes were looking at the old man's figure with admiration and endless fanaticism. Whether they were academy disciples, sword saint mountain disciples, or people from Wangyue Sect, their moods were the same at this moment.
Mr. Du in the Caotang is the number one person in the East Wasteland, the number one person without any suspense.
On the mountain of books, the old man took back his palm and felt countless fanatical eyes. He sighed leisurely, looked at his senior brother, Dean Xiao, and said, "Hey, why is it so difficult to keep a low profile?"
"Ahem!"
Dean Xiao's thoughts were instantly pulled back, and he looked at the figure in front of him speechlessly. He saw Mr. Du standing with his hands behind his back and walking away leisurely.
"This bastard is so complacent." Dean Xiao cursed in a low voice.
… …
On the way from Tianshan to Shushan, a group of figures were flying in the air. It was Sword Saint, Zhuge Hui, Gu Dongliu and Ye Futian.
The Sword Saint and the others rested for a while and then set off, preparing to return directly to Shushan.
"Senior Brother and Senior Sister, is there nothing going on in the thatched cottage?" Ye Futian asked, a little worried. Since Qin Yu attacked them here and King Qin didn't show up, he most likely went to Shushan. In addition, he also offended The strong man from Huangzhou.
"Don't worry, the teacher is here, nothing will happen." Gu Dongliu said.
Ye Futian's eyes flickered, and then he asked again: "Teacher, what is your level of cultivation?"
If he believed that guy didn't know how to practice, he would be an idiot.
"Xian."
Gu Dongliu said directly. Ye Futian's eyes brightened a little. It seemed that the old guy was worried for nothing.
"On the contrary, I am a little worried about the teacher." The Sword Saint suddenly said: "With the arrival of Huangzhou, the Qin Dynasty is pressing forward step by step, and the teacher is afraid that he will take action."
The second senior sister and the third senior brother were both silent, which made Ye Futian look strange. Since the teacher is a sage, why should he worry
"Junior brother, do you know how we were accepted as disciples by the teacher?" Sword Saint asked Ye Futian at this time.
Ye Futian shook his head.
"I am an orphan. Many years ago, when I was young, I wanted to join a small sect to learn swordsmanship. However, I was rejected because my talent was too poor. I was not even qualified to set foot in the mountain gate. Someone pointed to a side at the foot of the mountain to practice. The stone wall told me that if one day I could carve words on the stone wall, he would let me in. I took a knife and tried for three months, and finally carved a very shallow stroke. I was excited and wanted to join the sect, and then Once I was kicked out, an old man passing by said to me that a stupid person like me is not suitable for spiritual practice at all, so I might as well work with him doing odd jobs. I was disheartened, so I followed the old man."
The Sword Saint recalled the past events of his childhood with a gentle smile. He would never forget the experiences he had experienced many years ago.
"Later, senior brother became the Sword Saint of the Eastern Wasteland..." Ye Futian blinked. This was really a very simple story.
"Where are you, Second Senior Sister?" Ye Futian asked curiously.
"Forgot." Zhuge Hui said, making Ye Futian feel ashamed.
"Your second senior sister ran away from home and was chased by her family. The teacher deceived your second senior sister by saying she knew a good place that her family would never find, so she tricked her into coming to the Eastern Wasteland." Sword Saint said with a smile.
"This..." Ye Futian had a dark look on his face.
"Where is the third senior brother?" Ye Futian asked again.
"Your third senior brother is even simpler. When the teacher took the second senior sister out to play, it is said that after your third senior brother saw your second senior sister, he followed the teacher and never left." Sword Saint said.
“…”
Ye Futian was a little confused at the moment. Are these really the three famous disciples of the Thatched Cottage
The reason for becoming a disciple is really touching!
(End of chapter)