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Chapter 62 Mutation
"It's too much bullying, do you really think I'm Huai Jinfeng to be a bully?"

Under Wang Zhuan's attack, Huai Jinfeng clumsy left and right, quite embarrassed, also shot a real fire, couldn't help burning with anger, shouted angrily, 【flying down three thousand feet, suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days. 】

In an instant, a galaxy descended from the sky and smashed towards Wang Zhuan with a mighty momentum.

Wang Zhuan waved his hand, and a flying sword that was attacking Huai Jinfeng flew back, from bottom to top, slashing towards the falling Milky Way.

rumbling...

The Milky Way was split open by the flying sword, and fell from both sides of Wang Zhuan on the Huae Tower. In an instant, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the Huae Tower had become a ruin.

Pity the flowers carefully planted in the courtyard, and at this time, they all perished in the anger of the two sixth-rank Confucianism cultivators.

【sword】

With another shout, a blue flying sword condensed again and shot towards Huai Jinfeng.

This [sword] is Wang Zhuan's signature, and he has only pondered on this battle poem in his life, which integrates offense and defense, and it becomes more and more sharp as he sharpens it.

Although Huai Jinfeng is a child of a semi-saint family, but in a real fight, he fell into a disadvantage in an instant.

【Come like a thunder, stop the wrath, stop like the river and sea condense the light. 】

At this moment, Lin Qian, who had recovered, suddenly made a sound. Following his chant, his aura turned into a blue light, and with Lin Qian's pointing, it landed on the flying sword that shot towards Huai Jinfeng.

The flying sword, which was originally extremely fast, was a little faster again, and there was a faint trace of thunder on it!
Click!

A crack appeared in the golden armor that could barely hold up under the attack of the flying sword.

Huai Jinfeng suddenly died. He was not Wang Zhuan's opponent in the first place, but now that Lin Qian was still assisting him, he became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

This made him subconsciously glance at Huai Yixiu who was beside him, and immediately became even angrier.

【First】

Now that Huai Jinfeng didn't even have the strength to fight back, he could only continue to use Confucianism to strengthen his defense.

Click!Click!
The army was defeated like a mountain, even though Huai Jinfeng continued to strengthen, the cracks on his golden armor were still increasing, and now it was full of cracks, and it seemed that it might break at any time.

Whoa!

Finally, under Feijian's onslaught, the golden light shattered, revealing Huai Jinfeng behind him, and a blue light shot towards Huai Jinfeng's chest like a snake, covering him with cold killing intent.

"Are you going to die here like this?"

Huai Jinfeng's pupils were dilated, and his heart was full of remorse. He didn't expect that Wang Zhuan would really dare to kill him. He had heard that Wang Zhuan's character had exploded and he was extremely defensive. Why did he provoke his disciples?

【Will】

At the very moment, Huai Jinfeng suddenly appeared in front of Huai Jinfeng, a golden armored general, wearing a golden armor, holding a golden dagger, and the flying sword flew out while the dagger was waving.

[However, let the flying generals of Dragon City stay, and don't teach Huma Duyin Mountain]

"Brother Ruwen, that's enough."

At this time, an old man with white hair and white beard flew from the sky in a flying boat. It was Wei Xuezeng who had come late.

"not enough!"

Wang Zhuan didn't want to stop there, he still glared at Huai Jinfeng who was standing behind Wei Xuezeng, surrounded by green light condensed flying swords on Wednesday, ready to strike again at any time.

"Killing people in the street, what does Brother Ru Wen think of the Dagan law?"

"Three Articles of Dagan Law No. 70, all Dagan people who are attacked by others can fight back, and those who cause death can be judged not guilty depending on the severity!"

Wang Zhuan never backed down. If you tell me about the law, then I will tell you about the law. How can someone who often talks to others not be familiar with the law?
Wei Xuezeng had a terrible headache. After working together for so many years, he knew Wang Zhuan's temper well. It would be fine if he didn't take advantage of it.

"It was your student who did it first!"

Huai Jinfeng was also aggrieved. He originally wanted to ask Lin Qian if he was a "hidden scale", but he didn't expect Lin Qian to attack him directly. He was forced to fight back. He was the victim!

Even Lin Qian's injury was caused by Lin Qian's Confucianism, he was innocent!

"fart!"

"If there is no reason, Qian'er will do something to you, a sixth-grade Confucian?"

"It must be you who persecuted first!"

"???"

This is a bit of a strong word, right?Huai Jinfeng had heard about Wang Zhuan's character, but it was the first time he experienced it.
boom!
Just when Wei Xuezeng was about to say something more, when he was a peacemaker, there was a sudden muffled noise from the west of the city that was more terrifying than a million troops crossing the border just now.

After a while, everyone felt a shaking, as if they had encountered an earth dragon turning over, and the whole city shook accordingly.

Wei Xuezeng and Wang Zhuan looked in the direction of the muffled sound, as if sensing something, their expressions suddenly changed, and they no longer cared about arguing here.

【Boat】

Wei Xuezeng shouted, and suddenly a small boat appeared under his feet, carrying him up into the sky with a swish, turning into a black spot in the distance.

[The sound of apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, the light boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains]

【Life between heaven and earth, suddenly like a traveler】

Wang Zhuan also flashed his figure and disappeared in place.

Lin Qian was at a loss, not knowing what happened.

Huai Jinfeng heaved a sigh of relief, and then exchanged a glance with Huai Yixiu, looking towards the west of the city, with a smile that couldn't be hidden in his eyes, they finally succeeded after taking such a big risk!
It doesn't matter how Lin Qian is, they don't care if Lin Qian is the author of those articles, they don't care if Lin Qian is slandering the imperial court, they only care that doing something to Lin Qian can attract Wang Zhuan and Wei Xuezeng, that's enough!
Swish!
The next moment, Wang Zhuan suddenly appeared in the ruins of the Huae Tower again, looking at Huai Jinfeng who was smiling at Huai Yixiu, his eyes were so deep that they seemed to be black holes that could attract light.

Uh……

Huai Jinfeng and Huai Yixiu froze in place, their smiles froze on their faces, they never expected that Wang Zhuan would turn back at such a critical moment.

Fortunately, it was really critical at this time. Wang Zhuan grabbed Lin Qian's shoulder and disappeared into Huae Building again.

This time Huai Jinfeng, Huai Yixiu and nephew Huai Yixiu were not in the mood to celebrate anymore, they walked out, and the next thing was out of their hands.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and Lin Qian couldn't even open his eyes due to the strong wind. It wasn't until he mobilized his energy to fill his eyes that he could see the scene in front of him clearly again.

At this time, he had already come to Fuxue from the Huae Building several miles away.

The Fuxue Square seemed to be hit by a meteorite, and a large crater with a radius of several feet appeared in the center of the statue of the saint.

Above the big pit, two people stood out of thin air.

One was veiled, with a graceful figure, holding a book in his hand. This book looked familiar to Lin Qian, as if it was the book held by the statue of the saint before.

The other person is an old woman with goose skin and crane face, holding a dragon-headed crutch in her hand, with a wild smile on her face, squeezing out piles of wrinkles on her face.

The two were already surrounded by groups, with Wei Xuezeng in the front and Wang Zhuan in the back. On the left was a middle-aged man dressed in bright red and embroidered with mountains and rivers. The middle-aged man embroidered with Yunyan's scarlet-colored official uniform should be the prefect of Changsha Prefecture.

"Old witch?"

"Fifth Grade Formation Master!"

Feeling the aura of the old woman, Wang Zhuan, who was standing in front of Lin Qian, frowned. He had already heard the news that the monster clan had sneaked into the Changsha mansion. Unexpectedly, even the witch clan came to join in the fun.

"Let's fight later, you leave here first."

Without looking back, Wang Zhuan told Lin Qian that the reason why he returned to Huaelou just now was because he was worried that Huai Jinfeng would be bad for Lin Qian, but now, the current school is not a place for Lin Qian to stay.

(End of this chapter)