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They had a very high status in the Pojun Academy, and outside this palace, they were even more respected by thousands of people. The blue-clothed sword cultivator has a great reputation, but they must not show off in front of them.

Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

The Pojun Academy is in the world, how could he bow to anyone?

None of the four old men would be able to sell Jun Tian to give up this face.

Even if Jun Tian let him go, they didn't think they would lose on this side. After all, the cold old man with a black cloak was already approaching his limit.

Jun Tian glanced and glanced across the faces of the four people, put his right hand behind the sword, and whispered: "Since that's the case, then I'm sorry, I'm rude."

The sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

A cold light was reflected on the cross beam of the teahouse.

Several afterimages suddenly appeared behind Jun Tianfang. He disappeared from the spot and rushed to the old man without eyebrows in the blink of an eye.

I don’t know why he chose to attack the old man without eyebrows instead of the old man with thick eyebrows.

Perhaps, simply because I feel it’s not right?

A sword is like a terrifying geese.

There was no big noise, and the energy was not amazing.

But the four old men changed their colors.

An expert knows the trick.

The rest of the people couldn't see it, but how could they, who had been immersed in swordsmanship for decades, not be able to sense how fierce Jun Tian was in the sword?

Sword Immortal is truly worthy of the title of Sword Immortal.

The four old men couldn't help but put aside the contempt of the people in the world after leaving the palace.

Jun Tian set this sword, even if he put it in the Pojun Academy, he could still amazed everyone.

When their swords collided with the swords that Jun Tianfang had, their faces became more variable. They no longer had the intention of underestimating the Qingyi Sword Cultivator.

The obstacle formed by the four swords was actually driven away by Jun Tian's ordinary sword.

All four old men retreated slightly.

The old man without eyebrows groaned and bloody wounds appeared on his shoulders.

When Jun Tianfang touched and retreated, he was floating like an immortal.

When did Hongyi Yunjing walk to the threshold of the teahouse, she sat in disregard of her image.

There was a music with a deep charm.

Red lips are stained with green leaves.

The red clothes flutter, the silk and bamboo are moving. This melodious and ethereal music seems to be able to float to the endless distance.

Jun Tianfang looked cold and returned the sword to the orifice, "You go! Tell your chief guest in the palace that he helped Jun kill Beishan Qiu back."

The four old men in the Pojun Academy had a blue face and were greatly insulted.

Have they been so despised?

However, they understood that Jun Tianfang had the strength of this sword just now. They could no longer make it well today.

The old man with thick eyebrows said gloomy: "It turns out that the Qingyi Sword Cultivator has already broken through the late stage of Zhenwu. I just don't know which move this move was in Guiyuan's sword technique just now?"

Jun Tianfang had no intention of hiding it and said lightly: "Return to the Yuan."

The most obscure move in Guiyuan’s sword technique - Guiyuan.

Zhao Dongting now only knows his form but not his spirit.

The old man with thick eyebrows said, "The Guiyuan sword technique is indeed well-known. Today's sword will be recorded by our Pojun Academy. In the future, we will definitely ask the sword immortal for advice."

Jun Tian put the green clothes on his back and no longer stirred up the storm. "Jun should not be the name of the sword immortal. In the future, Jun should go to the Pojun Academy to ask for advice in person."

His words made the four old men stunned.

Maybe they never expected that Jun Tianfang would dare to make such bold statements.

How many extremely advanced swordsmanship are there in the Pojun Academy?

Even if it is the so-called sword god of the Zangjian Pavilion, I am afraid Mo would not have the courage to say such things, right?

A deep anger appeared between the old man with thick eyebrows, "In this way, I just hope you don't break your promise."

"Walk."

He walked out of the teahouse first.

When they reach their level, most of them are no longer dragging themselves. If they cannot do anything, they will leave simply.

The beautiful woman in red dress sitting on the threshold did not move at all, but was blowing the rhythm with green leaves. The moment the four old men walked out of the teahouse, there was a slight breaking sound, as if there was murderous intent bursting out.

But naturally the four old men would not attack her.

Even if they have this idea and Jun Tian put it here, they are afraid that they will not dare to take action.

Everyone in the teahouse breathed a lot of relief, full of luck in the aftermath of the disaster.

Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, everyone still felt a little chill behind them. It was so difficult to get back from the gate of hell.

Some people ran towards Yue Peng, Yue Yue, and some people ran towards Li Wangyuan.

This time, the sacrifices of Chao Mansion and Wuding Hall were both seriously injured, and what was most worrying was whether anything happened to the three of them.

Yunjing stood up from the threshold and walked towards Yue Peng and Yue Yue with Jun Tianfang.

Jun Tianfang squatted down, put on Yue Peng's wrist, and frowned slightly. Then he looked at Yue Yue again, frowned even deeper.

There is a Wuding Hall worshipping: "Senior Jun, General Yue and Lord Yue Palace..."

Jun Tianfang said: "General Yue's internal organs are moved, and he should be fine if he stays in peace for a while. Lord Yue's Palace..."

The enshrines of Wuding Hall frowned, "How about the Lord Yue Palace?"

Jun Tianfang said, "If there is a magical doctor here, you may be able to save him. Otherwise... the reincarnation of the Daluo God is afraid that he will not be able to return to heaven."

"this……"

All the worshipers in Wuding Hall were stunned.

Doesn’t this mean that the Lord Yue Palace is approaching his dying time?

Not far away, Zhongsun Qifu and others were also worried. Li Wangyuan's situation would never be better than Yue Yue, or even worse.

Zhongsun Qifu shouted to Heliancheng and others repeatedly: "Hurry up! Go and let the imperial doctors in the army come!"

Before Heliancheng could make any moves, the mid-stage Zhenwu master in the Yipin Hall was already sweeping outside.

Jun Tianfang looked at Zhongsun Qifu and others and said, "Let me save her. Otherwise, Jun will take your life."

He was willing to save the people from the Wuding Hall of the Song Dynasty, but the lives of these people from Xixia were probably not taken seriously by this sword immortal from the free and illusory world.

He is not a worshiper in Wudingtang.

Even Zhongsun Qifu couldn't help swallowing secretly, and then he had to say: "Natural, natural."

Even though he was a very powerful minister, he was full of knowledge, and at this moment, he was a little scared when facing Jun Tianfang, who looked cold.

If you are not careful when dealing with such a martial artist, you will have to be different from your body and head!

It was lightly bright.

Changsha, deep in the palace.

heavy rain.

A eunuch walked past the eaves of the corridor with a faint light, lowered his head, and walked in a hurry.

He pinched the letter wrapped in a small bamboo tube in his right palm, and his hands were sweating.

This is the eunuch from the Pigeon Raising Department of the Military Information Department in the palace.

In the past, there were not many carrier pigeons back and forth in the sect. But this time it was quite special, with yellow ribbons wrapped around the bamboo tube.

This means that you have to go directly to Tianting, and even Wu Lianying, the eunuch of the Military Intelligence Department, cannot read it.
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