Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 287
Apocalypse School.

Since Beili established the dynasty, countless heroes have emerged, so that the two words "xuetang", which originally included countless words, have become its exclusive.

There is no other school in the world that can make people understand the meaning of these two words alone.

Yueyao glanced at Baili Dongjun, and Baili Dongjun shook his head: "The school is huge, besides Mr. Li, there are many teachings, and disciples and grandchildren are all over the world. I have never seen this Junyu."

"It's not just that you haven't seen me, Lei Mengsha, Gu Jianmen, Luo Xuan, Liu Yue, Mo Xiaohei, Xiao Ruofeng, none of them have seen me." Jun Yu laughed.

The old man over there was already a little impatient, and suddenly stepped forward.

"Oops. Looks like it's done?" Jun Yu shrugged.

"What do you mean?" Baili Dongjun asked.

"This guy is secretly setting up an formation. It's just that the Zhuge clan's Qimen Dunjia, I have been lucky enough to see serious ones over the years. You are from the side of Beique..." Junyu stretched out a finger with his right hand , waved, "Not popular."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Zuoshi's figure suddenly disappeared.

"Above." Jun Yu lightly raised his hand.

Wuzuoshi suddenly descended from the head and smashed down with a fist.

It was firmly blocked by Jun Yu.

But the figure suddenly disappeared.

"Left." Junyu waved to the left without blinking.

Blocked another punch.

later.Jun Yu turned around and kicked Wu Zuo Shi out.

"Did you see clearly?" Yue Yao asked with a frown.

Baili Dongjun shook his head: "This Wuzuoshi seems to appear out of thin air. There is no way to come, so I can't see clearly."

Junyu paused, looked at the ground suddenly, and said impatiently: "Don't hide, it's boring down there."

The ground cracked in an instant, and Wuzuo raised his fist, forcing Junyu to leave the door.

"Mo Liu." Jun Yu turned sideways, picked up Wu Zuo Shi directly, and then punched out.

Another punch.

Another punch.

Fist to the flesh, indescribably crisp and firm.

"Tian Xingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. The terrain is Kun, and a gentleman carries things with virtue. The arrogance of a gentleman cannot exceed its greatness, and the complacency of a villain cannot exceed its smallness." Flying out, he retracted his fists and smiled, "I have a noble spirit in my heart, and I use a gentleman's fist. Qimen Dunjia? Where is it strange, there is nowhere to escape!"

Wuzuoshi fell to the ground, his body was already in pieces, although he was barely breathing, it was almost impossible to survive.

Yueyao frowned and said: "This school's Junyu is indeed very strong in martial arts, but he can't do anything, it shouldn't be the only way."

"Of course it's more than that. The Zhuge family regards the art of puppet as the last one, but you use it quite calmly." Junyu shrugged helplessly, "Zhuge Wucheng? You are as good as your name, no success."

Everyone looked intently, only to find that the real face of the man on the ground had been revealed. It was clearly a young man in his 20s.But where is the real body hidden?

Sounds came from all directions.

"How do you know my name?"

"I have drank wine with Zhuge Qingyun, played chess with Zhuge Liuhua, walked through Zhuge Luo's gossip array, and slept on Zhuge Yun's Liujin bed, believe it or not?" Junyu's voice spread in all directions.

"I left home with my father when I was young, and I am no longer a member of the Zhuge clan. I have never heard of any of the Zhuge clan members you mentioned."

"That's right. You are a dying person. The names I mentioned are the leaders of the younger generation of the Zhuge family." Junyu replied.

"You don't even know where my people are, so how can you kill me?" There was a bit of sarcasm in that voice.

"Oh? Aren't you right by my side?" Junyu smiled.

Suddenly there was no sound.

Jun Yu stretched out a hand: "Want to run?"

Suddenly a gust of wind blows.

When the wind left and the dust fell, an old man in gray clothes appeared in Jun Yu's hands.

The old man's face was gloomy, and his eyes were cold: "When did you see through it?"

"The Zhuge family claims that the Ten King Kongs can break through a hundred heavens. It is said that as long as ten members of the Zhuge family who are in the Vajra Mortal Realm work together, they can defeat a hundred masters in the Happy Heaven Realm. It is because of these god-spirited formations that I Although junior brother is the top three in the rankings, but I have never met such a treacherous guy like you. I was afraid that he would suffer, so I did it for him. But I didn't expect that it was just such a little ghost formation, wasting my time." Jun Yu said lightly.

Baili Dongjun was startled, confused: "Senior brother."

"That's right. I, Junyu, belong to this generation, Senior Brother Xuetang." Junyu threw the Wuzuo envoy in his hand viciously, "Junior Brother, it's a pleasure to meet you."

On that day, Baili Dongjun was apprenticed in Tianqi City. He walked all the way to Mr. Li. The biggest senior brother he saw was the second senior brother Lei Mengsha, and the senior senior brother didn't even have a portrait, and neither did the other senior brothers. Master never mentioned him, so that they all felt that this person did not exist.

But now, he actually appeared.

Baili Dongjun didn't doubt it at all, because such a personality and martial arts should have been taught by Mr. Li in the school.

Wu Zuoshi fell to the ground and slid back more than ten feet, he gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Don't underestimate it."

The true energy soared, and the flying rocks on the ground were blown up, flying towards the carriage.

With a wave of his sleeve, Jun Yu knocked down those flying stones, and he said with a smile, "It's so magnificent. This is a great happy state."

Baili Dongjun said in a low voice: "Brother, I need Dongjun's help."

"Forget it, help people to the end. Your brother and I have just done a set of boxing techniques, and now I want to use a set of sword techniques." Junyu looked at his empty hand, "But I lack a good sword."

"Senior brother, please." Baili Dongjun took the Junzi sword from his waist and stretched it forward.

"What is the name of the sword? It's too vulgar to borrow." Junyu said.

"The name is not dyed, the sword of the Immortal Palace of the famous Sword Villa." Baili Dongjun replied.

"No dust, the name is wonderful." Junyu stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword, "It matches my swordsmanship."

Baili Dongjun asked with a smile: "What is the name of the sword technique, brother?"

"Junzi Sword." Junyu rushed out in one step, and went straight to Wuzuoshi.

Yueyao watched Junyu go away holding the sword, and said with emotion: "This is really a wonderful person."

"Everyone in the school is like this." Baili Dongjun said proudly.

"how?"

"Stinky fart, you are free, you are unparalleled in the world!" Baili Dongjun said loudly.

"Brother, you are filthy and discouraged, but you just met me who is righteous." Junyu slashed away with his sword, forcing Wu Zuoshi to take three steps back, "It's your misfortune, and it's also your luck. Because my sword , will give you a chance to be reborn."

Yueyao nodded: "It's stinky fart, comfortable, and unparalleled in the world."

(End of this chapter)