Chapter 383 Powerful
The old woman finally discovered the problem and retreated rapidly, but she had clearly left a shadow in the night sky, but she seemed to be fixed several feet away from Zhao Yushu, as if she had never moved.
The chief priest was stunned. Although her cultivation was high, it was nothing compared to some people who stood at the top of the world. She was not qualified to know who the gentlemen in the academy were, so naturally she didn't know who was coming.
But this did not prevent her from thinking of running away first. Behind her was Xiangzhou City. As long as she entered the city, the people in the academy would be proud of their status and would not be crazy enough to start killing people in the city.
So she took a step back quietly.
"You just said, what about the people in the academy?"
A voice sounded from behind, and the chief priest's whole body was instantly soaked with sweat, and he could no longer move.
A handsome scholar, waving a folding fan, walked out from behind her. He didn't even look at her and just walked forward step by step.
There seemed to be an invisible staircase in front of him, lifting him up to the sky step by step with his steps.
He walked up to Zhao Yushu and said, "It's really good that you can kill Jin Chongyun in that way."
Zhao Yushu chuckled: "You saw everything? But why did you come just now? I almost died!"
Meng Yan closed his folding fan and scratched his head in embarrassment. "In order to prevent them from noticing my arrival, I started to use a barrier to conceal my presence from more than ten miles outside the city. I pushed the barrier over step by step. It took three full days. If you want it to be faster, I really can't do anything about it. Didn't I write to you saying seven days? Why did you start so early?"
"Isn't this trusting you?"
The aura of the interior could not be concealed. In order to prevent the other party from noticing it in advance, Meng Yan hid far away from everyone's perception and covered the entire city little by little with the barrier. The world within the barrier was his, and it was easy for him to confuse the perception of others.
In other words, even without Tiezhu's help, he wouldn't die?
"We'll talk later. I'll deal with them first."
Meng Yan took a step forward and said, "Grandma Flying Squirrel, long time no see."
Flying squirrels, also known as bats, are good at flying, can play with ultrasound, and like to move at night.
The old woman known as Grandma Flying Squirrel had an unpleasant expression on her face: "So it's Mr. Fourth who has arrived. He really can't go wrong at any step in the academy."
Meng Yan smiled and said, "Third Senior Brother said, don't do what the enemy wants you to do. You want Senior Brother to come, so he naturally can't come. I just didn't expect that Grandma Feishu, who is also a respected senior, has also joined the underworld."
Granny Flying Squirrel snorted coldly: "I was defeated by Mr. Four because I am not as skilled as him. Does Mr. Four want to kill me?"
Meng Yan laughed: "Can't I kill you?"
Granny Flying Squirrel's expression changed: "I am the ancestor of the Yao family in Lingnan. If you dare to kill me, then wait for the Yao family's more than 10,000 people to fight to the death with your academy!"
Meng Yan scratched his head again: "This is really troublesome. You are obviously from the underworld, and you want to kill my junior brother, but you threaten me not to kill you. This is not right."
Grandma Flying Squirrel sneered, as if she had Meng Yan in her grasp.
This reminded Zhao Yushu of what General Sun said to him when he was in Nanyang: You scholars are too easy to deal with.
“Why don’t I take you to Lingnan and ask the head of the Yao family whether the Yao family should join her when the Yao family’s ancestor openly attacks the academy.”
"Just based on your few words, you said that I can deal with the academy? Who would believe it?"
Meng Yan waved his folding fan and a mirror appeared in the air. From the moment Grandma Flying Squirrel caught Zhao Yushu to the moment she was restrained by Meng Yan, every word and every movement was clear.
Granny Flying Squirrel finally couldn't laugh anymore.
"If the Yao family is protecting you, Grandma Feishu, has the academy not killed anyone in a long time? Do you have the illusion that you can play with the academy?"
With a wave of the folding fan, Grandma Flying Squirrel screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood: "Meng Yan! How dare you destroy my Snow Mountain Qi Sea!"
Meng Yan waved his folding fan indifferently, ignored Grandma Feishu's resentful curses, and looked at the chief priest standing at the foot of the city.
The chief priest's knees went weak, but he was restrained by the barrier and could not move.
"Mr. Four, spare my life!"
Seeing that the ancestor of the Yao family, the local tyrant of Lingnan, was deposed by the Fourth Master in a single encounter, the chief priest had long given up the idea of confronting the academy. How could he have got the courage to agree to the underworld to confront the academy?
"Why should I forgive you?"
"The Canal Gang offers two earth-level treasures, plus three years of canal transportation revenue, and only asks Mr. Fourth to show mercy."
"not enough."
Meng Yan shook his head.
"Three! Including what the underworld has already given us, the Cao Gang only has three!"
Meng Yan still shook his head: "Who offered the reward?"
"It's Xia Jing! It has nothing to do with me! I'm sending over the heads of Xia Jing and his son as well!"
Meng Yan glanced at her and said, "You have three days."
The chief priest felt his whole body lighten. He knelt down hurriedly and kowtowed several times respectfully. Then he turned around and jumped into the city, running towards the dog hall like crazy.
It was not for his own escape, but because he was afraid that Xia Ye and his son would escape.
"Okay, it's settled. Is your injury serious?"
Zhao Yushu thought to himself that you finally remembered that I was still injured, and you left me hanging in the air in the night wind for a long time while you pretended to be cool.
But is Fourth Senior Brother so powerful? Even though we were both in an inner realm, we didn’t even have a chance to resist in his hands.
"Not that powerful." Meng Yan smiled embarrassedly: "This flying squirrel grandma is the best at hiding, and her speed is also first-rate. If the eldest brother came, she could really deal with it for a long time. If she knew I was coming earlier, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to catch her. It's a pity that she didn't know."
Zhao Yushu understood that it would take time for Meng Yan to set up the barrier. Outside the barrier, you could run however you wanted, but inside the barrier, he could do whatever he wanted to you.
"Brother, there is one more."
Zhao Yushu pointed at Zhang Chun, who looked as pale as death.
"I am an inner scene after all. It is a bit embarrassing to attack a third-level heaven."
The implication is that you do it yourself.
"I'm injured."
Zhao Yushu was a little scared. He thought that in his current condition, he might not be able to beat Zhang Chun.
"Is it possible for Mr. Jian to lift it?"
Zhao Yushu understood, raised the cold iron sword, and thrust it forward lightly.
Zhang Chun, who was dozens of feet away, trembled suddenly and looked down at the tip of the sword sticking out of his chest.
I thought that by cooperating with the mountain god, I could be better than Zhao Yushu.
He thought that he had killed his brother, taken the divine eye, and entered the underworld, thus being one step ahead of Mr. Liu.
In the battle of Jiangning, he calculated everyone's minds, understood Mr. Liu's character, and successfully forced him into a desperate situation.
He almost became the first person to use his wits to kill a student in the academy.
Who could have thought that Zhao Yushu would become more and more courageous after facing more setbacks, and his cultivation would not decline but improve, all the way to a level that even he dared not look up to.
He is worthy of being the Sixth Master of the Academy.
Zhang Chun felt his vision was a little blurry, but surprisingly, he didn't seem to feel much pain.
He staggered a few steps, tore off the blindfold, and looked at the scholar who was as dazzling as the sun.
Why am I not as good as you?
The blood-red divine eyes stared at Zhao Yushu, and the powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy were really like the scorching sun.
Zhang Chun opened his mouth and let out a silent, creepy laugh.
With a bang, Zhang Chun slapped himself hard on the face, and the divine eye and head exploded together.
I will never let you get the God's Eye even if I die!
Zhao Yushu opened his mouth.
"Why did he slap his own face?"
"I don't know. Maybe he is too embarrassed to face his ancestors."