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Chapter 1547 long-planned

The warriors in the academy were all stunned. They didn't know Zhou Fan who suddenly ran out.

It's just a white-level monster. Even if it evolves, Zhou Fan can easily deal with it.

After getting rid of the fusion bone, Zhou Fan turned around and looked at the Ghost Pillar Thousand Hands. The next one was the Ghost Pillar Thousand Hands.

But before he could use his body movement to teleport, the huge ice wall in the north of the academy shattered.

A green figure flew into the ice wall and instantly arrived at the side of the ghost pillar Qianshou. The ghost pillar Qianshou felt the threat, and all the tentacles suddenly stopped, forming layers of hand walls to protect themselves.

A punch was blown out.

Bang!

A golden light burst out, the layers of hand walls shattered, the huge cylinders broke into two pieces, and dark green blood spilled.

The Ghost Zhu Qianshou died, and only those with good eyesight could see clearly that the blue figure was Duanmu Xiaohong, the big man with a slightly cold face.

Countless warriors rushed in from the collapsed ice wall in the north, and this was the support of the government.

It took a short time to come from the academy accident to the official support.

Zhou Fan was relieved.

As soon as the official support arrived, the masked men began to escape. They crushed the black jade pendant equipment they had prepared, and thick black smoke burst out from their bodies one by one. When the black smoke dissipated, the masked men had disappeared.

Even so, there are many masked men who are attacked and killed while escaping.

Zhou Fan put his knife into the sheath. He looked at the person running back and forth and shouting, and his mood was slightly deeper. The incident happened suddenly, and the academy suffered a huge loss now.

If those masked men were not disguised by other forces, they should be the Qianjiu Alliance that he has dealt with several times.

But why did Qianwu League plan this long-planned attack on the academy?

If it weren't for the long-term planning, the foundation of Jingdu Academy would not have caused such great damage in an instant.

The other three ice walls also collapsed, and more official warriors, Master Fu, entered the academy to help treat the injured.

The chaos in the academy didn't last long before it ended.

Zhou Fan's residence was destroyed, and the academy arranged a new residence for him, but he didn't care about the new residence, so he was called away by the man sent by the Grand Master.

He soon entered a conference room.

There were only more than twenty people in the conference room. These were either disciples of the academy saints or monks with good strength in the academy.

Of course, the strength of the academy is not just that. The academy saints have more than 100 disciples, but most of them are distributed in the academies of various counties in the Great Wei Dynasty, and not many of them stay in the Jingdu.

Zhou Fan lived in a quiet place in the academy, and he only recognized Chen Zheng as a few people.

Duanmu Xiaohong sat in the main seat, his face was solemn, and he asked Zhou Fan to find a seat to sit down.

After all, everyone began to discuss the attack on the academy.

Zhou Fan heard the story of an old man with a white beard and realized the number of people who died in the academy attack. Even if the attack time was very short, the academy had more than 500 people died for it, most of whom were students from the academy.

"It will be like this because the merging bones and the Thousand Hands of the Ghost Pillar are both monsters that are prone to major casualties. It is because the guardian formation was also destroyed by them and cannot be activated. Moreover, when the incident happened, we were stopped by the monks sent by the attackers in various ways." The old man said in a deep voice.

"They know us very well and even know our approximate location. As far as we have found, it should be that they used secret techniques to control our teaching before the incident and asked about this information."

"Of course, it is not ruled out that there are spies in our academy..."

During this attack, some teachers died, but no monks in the academy died, but a few were accidentally injured.

Zhou Fan's face became a little subtle. As he thought, the attacker was well prepared, knowing the approximate location of these people, or in other words, the attacker hid nearby and silently monitoring them before the incident broke out.

Of course, the monk's six consciousnesses are keen and if you want to monitor them, you cannot get too close to them.

"Senior brother, how many people know about doing things you are going out this time?" Chen Zheng asked.

This problem is also critical, because if Duanmu Xiaohong was in the academy, the attack would not have evolved into what it is now.

"I didn't deliberately hide it." Duanmu Xiaohong said guiltily: "It's all my fault."

Duanmu Xiaohong did not leave Jingdu after leaving the academy, but just worked not far from the academy. Otherwise, he would not have come back in such a short time when things happened. Because he did not leave Jingdu, he did not deliberately hide his whereabouts, so many people knew that he had left the academy.

"Senior brother, don't blame yourself. Who can think of someone who dares to attack the academy?" Qi Zi, the 79th disciple of the saint, sighed.

This is Jingdu Academy. Such a thing has never happened in the past thousand years. Not to mention Duanmu Xiaohong, even the others in the academy did not expect such a thing to happen.

"Why did they attack us?" Chen Yuehan, the saint's 102nd disciple, asked in confusion. He was a little thin and had a sparse hair in the middle.

"Does any valuable things we have disappeared?" Chen Zheng asked.

"I asked someone to take a look, but I didn't find anything missing in the spiritual art room." Qi Zi replied. The spiritual art room contains the property of the academy, and I kept it from Qi Zi, who has always been a steady personality.

Everyone looked at Duanmu Xiaohong again.

Ordinary students and ordinary teachers don’t know, but they all know in the conference room except Zhou Fan. There are two spiritual objects in the academy, one is kept by Qi Zi, and the property is usually in and out of the warehouse. I just need to pass Qi Zi.

The other is that it contains rare spiritual materials, classics, magic weapons and other things from the academy for more than two thousand years. This spiritual object room can only be opened by the saint and Duanmu Xiaohong. Every thing inside is very precious.

"I've seen it before, there's no problem." Duanmu Xiaohong said: "But the seal outside the spiritual object does have signs of being impacted."

"There are signs of being impacted, which means that their target of attacking the academy was the spiritual room." Someone said.

"It's not so sure yet, but at least it's one of their goals." Someone corrected it.

After a while of discussion, someone asked, "Have those prisoners been recruited?"

Most of the people who attacked the academy this time were killed, but a small number were captured.

"I've recruited it, they admit that they came from an organization called Qianwu League." The monk in charge of interrogating the captives replied, "But we are all people from the bottom of this organization. They don't know why the organization attacked the academy, and they don't know who is in the upper class?"

"They have strongholds in the mirror. When they confessed, our people and the officials went to find those strongholds, but the building was already empty."
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