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Chapter 98 Wenxin Diaolong(2/2)

Although he took off Su Yun's blow, he was still frightened in his heart.

Su Yun's breaking through his magical defense means that he can no longer suppress Su Yun with his magical powers. If Su Yun breaks through his other magical powers, then Su Yun may kill him!

Tong Xuan hurriedly jumped up, stepping in the air, and words fell one by one at his feet, allowing him to catch up with the mountain-bearing beast in front of him.

And just as he landed on the back of the mountain-bearing beast, Su Yun also came one after another, and the attack was like a violent storm, making him even more panicked.

"Pray to the ghosts for guidance, and point to Jiutian to think it's right! Jiutian, you also got it wrong!"

"Wrong, wrong! It's an empty show and a farcical sound. You misinterpreted it!"



Tong Xuan was hit by several moves in a row, and his splendid clothes were cut open by Su Yun's martial arts moves Ye Fan Hang Du Huo, and his belly was almost cut open.

He was shocked and angry in his heart. This was a move from the Bi Fang Shen Xing Qi Yang Pian, and the Bi Fang Shen Xing Qi Yang Pian was the basic technique passed down to the government from his Tong family!

He was almost injured by such superficial martial arts!

But what was more in his heart was fear and uneasiness. His magical powers had been damaged too much and his cultivation level had dropped too quickly. He was no longer able to protect himself from Su Yun's attack.

What's even more frightening is that Su Yun is still blindfolded, and the ribbon on the back of his head is fluttering in the wind.

Tong Xuan ran away frantically, struggling to survive Su Yun's two martial arts attacks, and jumped from the beast's back to the eaves of the second floor next to the street. However, the next moment, the dragon transformed from Su Yun's blood flew out with a roar, and thirty

Six dragons landed on the eaves of the building and chased after them!

Tong Xuan looked back and saw Su Yun standing on the back of the mountain-bearing beast running wildly in the street. Behind him, various dragons were moving and suddenly turned into Bi Fang flying up and down, attacking him!

Tong Xuan resisted a few moves, but suddenly Su Yun said in a cold voice: "You can't express what you want with your words, and you can't write an article. Get off here!"

boom!

He was hit by more than ten attacks, and finally a golden ape jumped up and kicked him in the chest, forcing him to fall downstairs.

Tong Xuan turned over and jumped up, and met Su Yun's palm head on. He was shocked to find that he had landed on the back of the mountain-bearing beast where Su Yun was.

"Writing pictures of objects is like carving and painting. Carving and painting, carving and painting are not words, but carving and painting!"

Tong Xuan was hit by dozens of moves in an instant, and he vomited blood in his mouth. His Qi and blood cultivation could no longer resist Su Yun's attack, and he was suddenly beaten so hard that he flew up. Tong Xuan hurriedly activated his remaining magical power and forcibly landed on the ground.

On the back of the beast ahead.

He grabbed the reins with both hands and was about to ride the mountain beast to escape, but Su Yun stepped on the dragon and chased after him, falling behind him.

Tong Xuan hurriedly gave up the reins, gritted his teeth, turned around and fought hard.

With a few moves, Tong Xuan was knocked upside down and fell on the back of the beast in front of him.

After a short period of fighting, four streets, the two of them fought their way to the back of the leading beast, and Tong Xuan's injuries became more and more serious.

"Your gods are not gods, ghosts are not ghosts, dragons are not dragons, phoenixes are not phoenixes, formations have no formations, and literature has no arts and sciences! Tong Xuan, tell me, how do you use your literary mind to carve a dragon?"

Following Su Yun's loud shout, Tong Xuan fell down again and struggled to get up, but failed to stand up again.

"I'm confused."

Su Yun stepped in front of him, slowly unbuttoned his blindfold, looked at him, and said with a serious face: "Which academy taught you Chinese studies?"

Tong Xuan vomited blood, barely wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Shuofang Academy..."

"Fortunately, I didn't apply for Shuofang Academy."

Su Yun breathed a long sigh of relief, put the piece of clothes into his pocket, and said: "Confucian scholar Tongxuan, I will teach you this article "The Literary Mind and the Diaolong", which requires both words and effort. This class

It’s not too much to charge you one Qinghong coin, right?”

Tong Xuan was stunned and said in disbelief: "You won't kill me?"

Su Yun frowned: "Is one Qinghong coin too much?"

Tong Xuan couldn't hide his ecstasy in his heart: "He must be worried that if he kills me, he will suffer revenge from my Tong family! Yes, my Tong family is the largest family in Shuofang, not to mention in Shuofang, even in Dongdu.

Deeply rooted, he is just a wild boy from the country, how dare you kill me?"

He hurriedly rummaged around on his body, finally found the money bag, and said with a smile: "I'll give it all to you! Don't worry, I'm also a sensible person. I won't pursue what happened tonight. You can eat and drink with the money..."

"

Su Yun opened his wallet, took out only one Qinghong coin, threw the wallet on him, shook his head and said, "My principle is fair trade, and what I taught in this class is no better than Mr. Shui Jing's.

Mr. Shui Jing charges one Qinghong coin per class, so I can only charge you one Qinghong coin."

Tong Xuan held the money bag, stood up unsteadily, and said with a smile: "Your principle is very good..."

laugh.

A wooden sword pierced his chest and pierced his heart.

Tong Xuan was stunned. He followed the wooden sword and saw Su Yun's hand, then looked up and saw Su Yun's face.

"Confucian scholar Tongxuan, teaching you to collect money is perfectly justified, and the same is true for killing you."

Su Yun pulled out the wooden sword, which quickly turned into a small piece of wood and flew into his sleeve.

Tong Xuan's body shook and fell from the beast's back.

"These are two different things." Su Yun said calmly.

After a while, the calm country boy became excited again, holding the Qinghong coin tightly: "I made money! I finally made money, and I earned it with my own knowledge! This Qinghong coin smells so good.

! Much more fragrant than the five Qinghong coins that Master Tu Ming extorted!"

He was trembling with excitement: "And I will be able to earn a second amount of money soon..."
Chapter completed!
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