Su Yun raised his head and looked at Wen Lifang, who was urging Dahuang's bronze mirror in the air.
Wen Lifang should be the real culprit who killed Mr. Wild Fox!
At this moment, Wen Lifang's gaze fell on him, his eyes were like fire, but he did not dare to urge Dahuang bronze mirror to kill Su Yun!
She sensed that Zuo Songyan's breath had locked her in. If she did, the moment when the power of the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror erupted, it was precisely the moment when her defense was the most slack. In this short instant, Zuo Songyan was enough to take her life!
She had an arrow on the string, but she didn't dare to move, she could only maintain the power of the Great Wilderness Bronze Mirror to the extreme but not send it out, which was extremely exhausting!
Su Yun retracted his gaze and said silently in his heart: "As I guessed, the seven great families started one hundred and fifty years ago, and they are all related to the leader of the school. The Wen family has the true dragon technique, and most of the other families also have it. It’s just that, which of the seven great families is the one created by the leader brother? Who is the leader brother?”
He walked off the sword stand and walked outside the Kendo Academy, saying in his heart: "Human Wutong and Yingying may be the last two who have seen the real face of the leader. It's a pity that the leader must change his face and not use his original appearance. "
Under the sword stage, the scholars of the Jiuyuan Academy of Swordsmanship were eager to try, but no one dared to take action.
Su Yun walked through the crowd, walked out of the Kendo Academy, and said loudly: "Wen Pushe, I have already challenged the Kendo Academy, but so. I want to go to the Confucian Academy to learn again."
Wen Lifang snorted coldly, and the great wilderness bronze mirror clanked. The widest bronze mirror was four feet and six or seven feet long. The other bronze mirrors were large and small, each with terrifying power. The light in the mirror seemed to be the most blazing sun. , May burst out at any time!
She could hardly control it, and suddenly an old voice laughed and said, "Lifang don't act rashly. The old dipper handles in the seventeen states of Shuobei are not just as simple as sharing water. You are not an opponent.
Wen Lifang fell from the air and bowed and said, "Old Ancestor."
Su Yun came to Zuo Songyan, the corner of Zuo Songyan's eyes throbbed, and his body was taut. He looked around at the voice, his face vacillating and murmured: "The old thing of the Wen family can't be alive! This guy is better than my grandfather. I'm still old, and I can be a grandfather!"
Su Yun whispered: "Zuo Pu shot, the old deity of the Tong family is alive, isn't it possible that the old deity of the Wen family is still alive? Maybe, other aristocratic families such as Lin, Zhou, Lu, Tian, and Wu also have old deities. living."
Zuo Songyan was shocked. He glanced at him deeply and said in a low voice: "If the envoy wants to investigate the case, please let me know in advance. Don't make your own claim."
Su Yun said sternly, "Shoot, this time it's not an investigation..."
"You still want to lie to me?"
Zuo Songyan was bitter, and walked forward, coldly said: "Tu Ming, you come to expose him, I will meet the old ghost of the Wen family!"
He laughed loudly and said loudly: "Old Wen, I heard that you have been riding a crane with your legs long ago. Some people say that you met you in the ghost market and begging for dinner. I didn't expect you to be strong and healthy. Go back!"
A gray-haired old man walked up surrounded by a group of literary masters. He looked many years younger than Zuo Songyan. He laughed and said, "Songyan, you little bunny. You were studying at my Jiuyuan Academy. , The old man even touched your head and praised you for being smart!"
Zuo Songyan laughed even more heartily: "Old Wen is not dead, which really makes the younger generation envy. The younger generation rushed to the Eastern Capital with the bastard of Shui Jing, and later returned to Shuofang for decades after studying abroad. In the past few decades, Old Wen unexpectedly As young as the bastard of Shui Jing, you two should be bastards, the charm is not diminished back then!"
The two came together head-on, Zuo Songyan couldn't help but knelt down and bowed.
Hearing a loud bang, the literary masters around the old god of the Wen family snorted one by one, dancing and flying in all directions.
Many halls of the Jiuyuan Academy thundered and shook, and the trees fell in pieces.
The old god of the Wen family shook his body, his robe fluttered, stepped forward, holding Zuo Songyan's elbows with his hands, and laughed: "Song Yan is still as naughty as when he was a child!"
"Crack—"
The mountains behind Zuo Songyan split open, and a huge crack appeared.
Zuo Songyan got up and hugged the old fairy of the Wen family, and the old fairy of the Wen family also took advantage of the situation and hugged him.
Just listen to the old bones of the two of them cracking and cracking, their faces are a bit hideous, and around them, the earth bangs and bangs, and there are cracks in the ground. The cracks are getting wider and bigger. Pieces of woods fell into the cracks.
Old Shenxian Wen and Zuo Songyan had smiles on their faces, reluctant to let go of each other, but the smiles on their faces looked even more hideous.
"Song Yan, your body is strong, you were a little chicken back then!"
"Old Wen, you don't want to go in halfway through the coffin, how can you make it? The student is a teacher, and you have to shoot the old servant to be worthy of the teacher's kindness!"
"You have a good future, you went to be the old dipper handle of the seventeen states!"
"It's better to shoot an old servant, shrink into a king's shell and smile to watch the Spring and Autumn Period!"
…
Su Yun looked around and said to Monk Tu Ming: "Zuo Pushe is in a teacher-student relationship with the old deity of the Wen family? Zuo Fushe seems to be many years older than the old deity of Wen."
Monk Tu Ming chuckled and said, "The admiral should not care about him. When you came out to investigate the case this time, you were spotted by the Zuo Pu! You are nothing more than exposing the family literary family again and citing the old celestial deity of the Wen family. come out."
Su Yun was stunned, and quickly said, "My purpose is actually to find someone to fight. Does the master think too much?"
Monk Tu Ming put his hands together and smiled and said: "The little monk has a dharma name in the rivers and lakes, he is called Zen Master Duoxin. Without him, he is a friend of the rivers and lakes who loves him. He said that the little monk has a better heart than others and is more intelligent than others. Everyone is wise, and if you quibble, you will insult the little monk."
Su Yun was silent and sighed.
At this moment, suddenly an old laugh came: "Wen Zhengqing, you are indeed old, and you can't even stop the old scoop. Beware of being tossed into the coffin by the little guy surnamed Zuo!"
The old fairy screamed, suddenly his body shook, and the dragon went around his body and blasted out a punch!
Suddenly, behind Zuo Songyan, the stars were shining brightly, and the stars were connected, like a starry sky in the universe, and he raised his hand to take the punch.
But seeing the dragon rushing into the starry sky and colliding endlessly, I don't know how to win or lose.
The old god Wen Zhengqing and Zuo Songyan backed away a few steps, and the old god Wen praised: "It's really a hero to be a teenager. Unfortunately, Song Yan, although you are young, you are about to die of old age."
Zuo Songyan's face was solemn, and he indeed looked much older than Wen Zhengqing.
He looked at another old voice, and saw Lin Zhiyuan, head of the Lin family of the seven great families, Shengxue in white, surrounded by an old man with a group of Lin family masters. The mountains and rivers behind the old man were like strings of music. Supernatural powers are unfathomable.
"Lin's ancestor, old god, Lin Gaoyi, a character who should have died long ago!"
Zuo Songyan's mind is buzzing, Lin Gaoyi and Wen Zhengqing, one is the founder of Shuofang Lin's family, the other is the founder of Shuofang Wen's family. One hundred and fifty years ago, they created a huge family business during the snow disaster and became giants. .
However, they should have died long ago!
Suddenly, another loud laugh came: "Lin Gaoyi, Wen Zhengqing, you two old bones are still alive, but we haven't moved around for a long time!"
Zuo Songyan let out a sigh of air, his expression extremely solemn: "The founder of the Lu family, Lu Zhongliu, is another old thing that should have been buried in the soil long ago!"
Lu Zhongliu, in the snow disaster 150 years ago, he took the opportunity to purchase land and became the largest landlord in Shubei!
Zuo Songyan squinted and saw that Lu Zhongliu was surrounded by a group of Lu family masters to the Jiuyuan Academy, chatting and laughing with Lin Gaoyi and Wen Zhengqing.
Suddenly, only one voice said leisurely: "Suofang Xueqing Mansion, come to visit the two old gods!"
Zuo Songyan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He faced the founders of the three big families alone, under great pressure.
The first Xixi Xixi of Wenchang Academy and the dippers from various places are extremely powerful. Although it is worthwhile to face the masters of the Wen, Lin, Lu and Jiuyuan Academy, there will probably be more casualties.
The arrival of Xue Qingfu, the saint of Shuofang, greatly reduced his pressure.
Lu Zhongliu laughed and said, "It turned out to be the saint of Shuofang. As for the three-generation saints of the Xue family, the first-generation saints also bowed before me and called themselves juniors.
A car drove into the Jiuyuan Academy, and Zhou Burton, who was driving, underwent the mountain beast. Saint Xue, Xue Qingfu, stepped off the car and respectfully bowed to the three old gods, saying: "I can see the three. An old god is the honor of Qing Mansion."
At this moment, Tong Lao Shenxian's laughter came: "Qing Mansion, I heard that you were injured some time ago. I wonder if your injury is better?"
Xue Qingfu turned around with a smile on his face, and saw Tong Lao's immortal big sleeves fluttering, a group of immortal spirits came here, and Tong Qingyun followed him.
"What's the wind today?"
Qiu Shuijing's voice came and said leisurely: "Blow all the old gods buried in the soil from the grave."
When Zuo Songyan saw Qiu Shuijing stepping forward, he couldn't breathe a sigh of relief before he heard a big laugh: "You old things, do you still remember the capital of Wuyuan?"
"Wuyuan Capital, you can't afford to pass it?"
Another voice came and said with a smile: "The ancestor of the Wu family, should you still recognize Zhou Wanxiang?"
…
In a short moment, the ancestors of the Wu family, Zhou family, and Tian family appeared to be in the Jiuyuan Academy on the first day of the opening of the Fourth University Palace.
Qiu Shuijing, Xue Qingfu, and Zuo Songyan stood side by side. Zuo Songyan was the shortest, standing in the center, with a solemn expression: "These seven old ghosts are all characters who should die, but they have survived. It seems that the leader of the team learned. Brother passed the "Sixteen True Dragons" to them, so that they can live to the present. The three of us are probably not their opponents, we have to explain here."
Xue Qingfu smiled and said: "The seven old gods are still alive, unexpectedly, but they are also reasonable. The envoy is worthy of being an envoy. This time we will draw them out to save us from guessing and doubting each other. Qiu Taichang, you have accepted a good disciple."
Qiu Shuijing said lightly: "But the situation has become clear because of this. Now we can only see Shuo Fanghou standing on that side."
Before he finished his words, he heard only Shuo Fanghou’s voice, and said loudly: "The seven old predecessors are still in the world. This is really a happy event. The seven predecessors have all become old gods, and Xiaohou will play the role. Your Majesty, celebrate the whole world!"
Thousands of soldiers from the city defense army rushed into the Jiuyuan Academy. All kinds of magic weapons in the army were piled up in front. The soldiers were dressed in bright armor, holding spiritual weapons, and murderous. steaming.
The soldier in the lead pushed a large cart, which was pulled by three negative mountain beasts, and saw a tall black iron coffin placed on the cart with a strange knife pierced beside it.
Shuo Fanghou came with a smile on his face and said with a smile: "Xiao Hou never thought that the old gods are really long-lived, and they can live to the present. Fortunately, it is not too late. Your Majesty ordered Xiao Hou to guard Shuofang and mobilize Shuobei's army to defend against foreign enemies. With the help of seven old gods, then my Li family can sit back and relax."
Despite what he said, he came to Zuo Songyan, Qiu Shuijing, Xue Qingfu and others, bowed to the three of them, and nodded to Su Yunyao.
Next to Su Yun, Monk Tu Ming opened his mouth wide, and a string of beads in his hand shook and turned. After a while, he murmured: "My ambassador, the little monk discovered that it was the little monk who made you shallow. Your strategy It’s much deeper than the little monk thought—"
"Whatever you think." Su Yun snorted and turned away aggrieved.