Chapter 460

The Academy, the eighth floor of Tianhuo tower, is a place where the red clothes perform martial arts, the sword opens the wind and clouds, the Tianyang is hovering around the body, and the Tianshu is in the sun, which shows the world-shaking power.

In the distance, the butterfly in the flower, the memory of autumn, the volume of the sun, martial arts reappear in the world.

"Under the three disasters, stepping into the eighth floor of the tower of heavenly fire, this son can do, it's really shocking," Yi Qingqiu sighs as he looks at the figure in red in the endless sky fire.

Tianhuo jiuzhong, the top layer, is the place where you can only set foot when you are full. It is not common sense for young people to be able to set foot on the eighth layer with the cultivation of the fifth calamity.

"He said that he had been punished by heaven fire for breaking his oath. Maybe that's why he was able to reach the eighth level," butterfly Huazhong whispered.

"Heaven's punishment?"

It is inconceivable that someone can survive in the punishment of heaven.

Burning in the tower, boundless, blue fire rising, the potential of destruction, burning the sky and boiling the sea.

Sword in the fire, hard in the sword, plundering sword light, red clothes of Jinghong, sword fast, sword slow, sword counter movement, turbulent situation.

The rising of the sun and the transformation of the extreme nine into one make the sword reach its peak and shake people's hearts.

"Butterfly" remembers Qingqiu.

"En"

the butterfly in the flower nods and holds it in his hand. The black light gathers and the tears of burying the flower appear. The lotus steps step out and the figure flashes quickly. A knife separates the sky fire. The light of the knife is dazzling and turns to the front in a flash.

Keng ran sword and sword, in a moment, is fast, fast instant perish, a knife and a sword, in the sea of fire speed confrontation, red light, blue light, toss and turn, is the contract of life and death, the moment of light, calm eyes, is life like a play, or play like life.

The sleeves are light and soft, with three thousand fingers. The long black knife in the sleeves comes out with the sleeves and rotates. Ning Chen Teng's body swings his sword. The sword turns and the body turns, shaking the coiled light of the knife.

Keng Keng's swords, which are constantly merging, burst out a harsh hiss and a more and more fierce battle. The two people are at the top of the sky, and the swaying chain sound resounds through the tower of heavenly fire. The amazing vision is the response of heaven and earth to the peak of swords.

"Nirvana"

a sword of Nirvana, magnificent confrontation spread out, immediately draw out endless sword flow.

The butterfly in the flower calms down, the water sleeve turns, holds the sword, a knife swings, the peak martial arts, reappears the world.

Frost is falling, a knife, black light rising, breaking through the sky fire, beyond the limit and now, just like a cocoon breaking dish, leaping nine days.

Bipolar collision, the moment of silence, immediately crazy haze roaring out of the raging waves, frightening aftershocks, space is difficult to accommodate, the whole tower of heavenly fire, but now the threat of collapse.

"Two madmen"

in memory of the slight change in the look of Qingqiu, they step out and enter the war situation in one step. They turn their palms together and calm down the violent and chaotic aftershocks.

"You two, are you trying to destroy the tower of heavenly fire?"

The afterwave disperses, remembers the clear autumn, the heart has the lingering fear to stare one eye two people, rebukes the way.

The butterfly in the flower sees this and kicks someone. Jiao says, "it's all your fault. Don't you know the convergence point?"

Ning Chen waves his hand to receive the sword, but smiles and says, "well, it's all my fault. I won't do it again"

be reasonable? When he was four years old, he didn't believe that women were reasonable animals.

"Headmaster, elder martial sister butterfly, do you want to see me?" Ning Chen astringent mind, looking at two people, opening a way.

"Go out and talk about it"

the head of the hospital said, and immediately turned and walked down.

Ningchen and huazhongdie keep up with each other. The former asks in a low voice, "elder martial sister butterfly, did zuntiandan send it?"

The latter also whispered back, "it's passed away, but the emperor of Yuan Dynasty hasn't broken through to the supreme realm yet, so he probably didn't dare to take it"

the former said, "I'm sure not. The emperor of Yuan Dynasty has a heavy heart, and the academy has no sign of suddenly giving such a big gift, so he would be surprised if he didn't doubt it"

the latter said again, "a good Zuntian pill is wasted like this"

the former said

As he spoke, the butterfly in the flower flashed a look of regret. Before sending the pill, the boy secretly opened a spirit seal. As long as the emperor of Yuan didn't take it in time, the spirit of the pill would soon dissipate.

"Zuntian Dan, to tell you the truth, is not as magical as the legend. It is a certainty that the emperor of Yuan Dynasty will enter the realm of great fullness. Whether Zuntian Dan is available or not is just a matter of time. Comparatively speaking, Zuntian Dan has more hidden dangers"

"Kaiyang royal family has different academies, and the academy has its head. Anyone who wants to make Zuntian Dan's idea should first consider his ability However, although the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty forbeared, it also became a flaw in him. No one was afraid of a dying emperor "

" therefore, there are absolutely many semi powerful people staring at this Zuntian pill in the world. If there is no accident, someone will soon help the Academy find some trouble for the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty "

Ning Chen said as he walked.

"Younger martial brother"

"en?"

"You are really a belly of black water"

"Oh, it's easy to say"

on the second floor of Jinglun Pavilion, the stage is empty, and the academy has released the news that the female opera singer has been seriously injured and died by butterflies in flowers. Therefore, now, the voice of the female opera singer has not been heard in the Academy.

The three old men sat under the stage, sighing and sighing. It was very boring when there was no drama to listen to.On the first floor, the scholar is still reading. It seems that no matter when the book is in his hand, he has never put it down. It is said that this scholar is the student chief one hundred years ago, the teacher chief one thirty years ago, and now he is sweeping the floor and doing chores.

There are so many strange people in the Academy, such as three boring old men, a devil with a knife, and a bookworm reading books. Compared with these people, Ning Chen thinks he is normal, at least, more normal.

When the moon was dark and the wind was high, three people came, the front was the head of the courtyard, and the back was the female devil head and normal people.

The scholar saluted and then continued to read.

As usual, the female devil made a few sarcastic remarks, but the scholar laughed and didn't care.

Normal people nod and smile friendly.

On the second floor, when the third old man saw the arrival of the head of the courtyard, he got up. Ning Chen, who had the lowest seniority, was ordered by the female devil to bring a chair for them.

"Miss butterfly, don't you sing any more?" One of the three old men asked expectantly.

Huazhongdie held the arm of the man next to him in shame and said, "my younger martial brother won't let me sing"

the three old men immediately looked at someone with bad eyes and said, "Hey, boy, Miss butterfly hasn't married you yet. It's really immoral of young people nowadays. They've dug into the library at the foot of the wall"

"senior..."

"Don't call us the elder, the elder who died in front of us"

"..."

Ning Chen kept his mouth shut. He said that there were no normal people in the Academy. Others were arrogant and unreasonable. These strange people didn't know what reason was.

"Ning Chen, the supreme one is going south"

I remember that Qingqiu didn't pay attention to these people's mischief.

When Ning Chen heard the speech, his eyes sank, and he looked at the butterfly in the flower beside him with a gentle look. "Elder martial sister butterfly, let's sing a play, I want to hear it too"

"en"

the butterfly in the flower nodded, got up and went to the inner hall, took the rouge material, pasted yellow flowers on the mirror, and stroked her eyebrows to make up.

"When things" under the stage, Ning Chen slowly way.

"Yesterday, because there was a gap between the butterfly in the flower and him, I was not at ease. I sent someone to stare at him all the time," Yi Qingqiu said.

Ning Chen was silent. After a moment, he said, "tonight, after listening to the opera, I will leave the Academy with my elder martial sister"

"are you going to leave, too?" Recalling the autumn, my eyes flashed and asked.

"En, this is a dangerous move originally, elder martial sister a person, I don't trust" rather Chen tone calm way.

"Do you think that once you and the butterfly in the flower show up at the same time, you will face the real supremacy in the world in the future," Yi Qingqiu reminds.

"I understand"

Ning Chen nodded and said that no matter how famous huazhongdie is outside, although the female devil has a bad temper and sometimes bad, she never said a word "no" to him. If she asked for help, she would help. If she wanted to fight, she would fight. She even led him to a plan to kill the red king. She was willing to hide herself and was hurt by the dark king.

He knows how difficult it is for a woman devil who is fearless and arrogant. Therefore, he will not shrink back because the enemy he will face is the supreme one in the world.

He didn't like to suffer losses, but he didn't like to owe others. The Academy gave him a letter from heaven. He returned the academy to peace, and the butterfly in the flower condescended for him. He faced the coming disaster with her.

In the inner hall, after a short time, the butterfly in the flower painted her make-up and walked out in a red costume. At this moment, she turned all living beings upside down.

Water sleeve drumming, bang bang sound, the beginning of the play, static sound under the stage, the most beautiful moment of women blooming in the static stand.

"Hearing the sound of the golden drum and the sound of the painted horn, I was inspired to break through the gate of heaven. I thought that the peach blossom was majestic, the enemy's blood splashed and the pomegranate skirt was full of responsibility in my life. How could an inch of soil belong to others? How could the clown of the king of fan say that I could block a million soldiers with one sword..."

The last play of the Academy reverberates in the night. From now on, there will be no singing women in the Academy.

At the end of the play, the two leave, and even fail to say goodbye to Qi Yanxia.

"Younger martial brother, when elder martial sister proves the supreme position, whoever dares to bully you in this world, I will kill him." in the dark, butterfly in flower says, very light, but never stronger.

"Oh, I wrote it down, but elder martial sister, I have many enemies, many, many." Ning Chen said with a smile.

In the East, the dawn lights up the earth and dispels the last night. Just at this time, in the distance, a blue and white figure walks slowly and steadily. The strong breath shakes the heaven and earth, and the surrounding void is constantly distorted, making the figure of the comer more and more vague.

The pavilion in the lake, in memory of the clear autumn, looks towards the north and finally comes.

Qingbaizun, Mo Qingbai, is the leader of the thirteen bandits in northern Zhongzhou.

In a twinkling of an eye, the green and white figure came to the pavilion in the lake. Looking at the woman in front of him, he raised a smile on his face and said, "Qingqiu Zun, long time no see"

"long time no see" recalled that Qingqiu's face had not changed and he responded calmly.

Mo Qingbai picked up the tea in front of the woman, took a sip, and said, "good tea, I haven't seen you for many years. Qingqiuzun's tea art has gone to a higher level.""Mo Qingbai, you don't come to the Academy just for tea," says Yi Qingqiu.

"Of course not"

Mo Qingbai put down his tea cup, his smile faded, and said, "I'll come to see your old friend and kill the butterfly in the flower by the way"

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