In the academy, Mr. Twelve, who was reading a book, was slightly stunned, looked up at the window and murmured, "Emperor Qing's Imperial Imperial!" Hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked out of the room, holding the book and soaring into the air.

On the battlefield, Li Ping'an's phantom looked directly at the imperial edict, reached out and said, "Cut!"

A clear sword roar rushed straight into the sky, and the purple and green swords passed through two purple and green marks in the sky, crossing the imperial edict and slashing away!

"Punish!" A majestic voice sounded.

The word "Zhu" on the imperial edict flew out and went towards the Ziqing Swords to suppress it, exerting unparalleled power with the luck of Qingguo.

"clang!"

The two swords twisted the word "Zhu" and made a sound of gold and iron, which was hard to make progress. The font written in the brush and ink was as indestructible as a magic weapon.

The purple-blue sword energy and the emperor energy kept confronting each other in the air, stirring up the chaotic vision of the space. The two were completely indistinguishable, and only a distorted and blurred light body was seen glowing in the air.

His Royal Highness was refreshed and his eyes showed hope. His father was still invincible and could not help but show joy on his face.

Li Ping'an's phantom made a sword finger and said to Tianyi, "Two swords combined!"

The twisted space, one purple and one green, two streams of lights rotated straight into the sky, forming a purple and blue giant sword in the sky.

Li Ping'an pointed his sword and slashed his sword and shouted: "Cut!"

The purple-green giant sword carried the power of heaven and earth and slashed down from the sky, just like the sword of the gods, God ruled.

With a loud bang, the purple-green giant sword and the dazzling imperial edict collided with each other. With a crisp sound, the purple-green giant sword swept through the sky, split into two small swords and flew towards both sides. The imperial edict lost its light and fell from the sky like two pieces of rags.

The prince's face was frozen with a smile, and he murmured: "How is it possible? How could my father's imperial edict be broken?"

Shaking his head and yelled: "Fake it, this must be fake!"

Ning Nin looked at the phantom of Li Ping'an in the sky with a fiery look, with envy in her eyes. One day I will become such a monk.

Shi Xiao carried the three-pointed and two-edged knife and ran into the forest with a bumpy look.

Qingxue hurriedly shouted, "Xiao Shitou, where are you going?"

Shi Kuo didn't look back and shouted, "Wait for me!"

Li Ping'an turned his eyes on the prince and others, worried for a while, what should I do now? Why don't Baiyun tie them back? I don't know what happened yet!

Before Li Ping'an could think about it, a divine light suddenly appeared from the air. A dazzling figure stood above the heads of the prince and others. The figure shouted: "Bold, who dares to be unfavorable to the prince?"

Li Ping'an was startled, subconsciously waved his hand, and the purple green swords instantly strangled towards the great god Quchi.

The two swords came, and the divine power of the god Quchi kept trembling. A thought came out of his heart in horror. He would die. This sword would die.

"Boom~" With a loud bang, a volume of books blocked the front of the great god Quchi, and the purple and green swords strangled on the scroll. The two were stalemate, and the white light and purple and green light rushed upwards, each rendering half of the sky.

Mr. Twelve slowly appeared in front of the great god Quchi, wearing white clothes.

The great god Qu Chi hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings to Mr. Twelve of Haoran Academy."

"Yeah!" Mr. Twelve nodded, looked at Li Ping'an's phantom, and spoke with a slight polite mouth and said crisply: "Zhao Xinyue has seen the young master!"

Li Ping'an frowned, and flew back with a move of purple and green swords in an instant, standing in front of Li Ping'an's phantom.

Zhao Xinyue also smiled slightly and reached out to hold the book in her hand.

Zhao Xinyue smiled and said, "I never thought that I could see such a genius as talented as the young master in the wilderness of the Western Regions, but I don't know why the young master wanted to kill them?"

Li Ping'an looked at Zhao Xinyue and said, "You are their leader?"

Zhao Xinyue nodded, looked at Li Ping'an's phantom and said, "It can be said that, please ask the young master to solve the problem. If they are in the wrong, I will give the young master an explanation. But if the young master bullies others, then I will learn the young master's methods."

Li Ping'an coughed, turned his head to look at Bai Yun and said, "Say, what's going on?"

The white clouds had already fallen beside Qingxue and Qingyu. When Li Ping'an asked, he quickly said respectfully: "Master of the Temple, after we left the Taoist temple, we walked north. Shiqi and others took the wrong path because of their playfulness. They came to this village and were taken in by the village chief.

...

Before, Prince Qing brought a group of people to the village, and without saying a word, he wanted to capture the spirit sacrifice, which made the villagers furious and vowed to death.

Then Shi Ku and the others took action with justice and fought with them. No one in the first-level realm was their opponent. Shi Ku and even tied with a second-level scholar. The Prince of Qing Kingdom ordered Eunuch Hong to take action and capture Qingxue and the others, but I stopped him.

I am alone and weak, and Qingxue is at a disadvantage. Only then did she send a message to ask for help."

Li Ping'an looked at Zhao Xinyue and said unhappily: "Have you heard it? Come to the door to kill the spirits and slaughter the civilians. Is this kind of thing done by scholars?"

Zhao Xinyue looked down at the prince and said, "What he said is true?"

The prince couldn't help but argue, "Mr. Twelve, just a bunch of untouchables."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Zhao Xinyue's eyes, she shook her head slightly, looked at the scholar on the ground and said, "You should be kind and righteous when you study and practice Qi. When you step into the door of cultivation, you have arrogance and arrogance. Such a rash act is no longer in line with the classics of our academy. Today, you will be abolished and punished."

All the scholars' faces changed drastically, and they all knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Mr. Twelve, I was wrong, go around me!"

"Mr. Twelve, my father is the city lord, don't destroy my cultivation!"

"Sir Twelve, we know we're wrong~"

"Mr. Twelve, we still have some help. We need to join the formation!"

"You can't do this. We are disciples of Anqing Academy, not Haoran Academy, and you can't abolish our cultivation."

...

All the scholars screamed in panic.

Zhao Xinyue waved her hand gently, and a white light sprinkled down, accurately falling into every scholar's body, including Wang Zhenyu in the early stage of the second stage.

"Puff~"

"Puff~"

"Puff~"

...

Scholars opened their mouthfuls of blood and squirted out, falling to the ground, with pale faces and despair.

Wang Zhenyu fell to the ground and smiled miserably, "Hahaha~ decades of cultivation have been lost all over the place, academy~haha, academy!"

He got up and staggered into the mountains and forests, as if he was crazy.

Zhao Xinyue looked at Li Ping'an and said, "Is it so satisfying?"

Li Ping'an nodded and said, "But! But how about the prince?"
Chapter completed!