Whoosh-

But as soon as I left, a red light crossed the ridge in front of me.

He frowned, this is the sixth move!

Whoosh swish swish swish-

Three consecutive sword sounds sounded one after another. He turned his head and looked at it. Three more flying swords were floating in the air, blocking the way.

Nine riggs!

A feeling of uneasiness spreads in his heart.

What's going on?

Clam-

What made him shudder was that several other red flying swords were hovering over the sky one after another, and they didn't know when they surrounded him.

The few onlookers who stayed were all stunned.

"Nine Swords Flying in the Sky? One person controls nine flying swords at the same time?"

"What...what can this be done?"

"Is this a superb kendo?"

"I'm a sword practitioner, but I've never seen anyone who can control nine flying swords at the same time."

"What the hell is it?"

It is, the Dayan Sword Formation!

A move that Xia Qingchen rarely uses!

Unless it is dangerous!

Or, get angry!

"I said it, I didn't let you go!" Xia Qingchen raised his hand and stroked!

The nine floating Dayan swords vibrated at high speed, creating a continuous and harsh sword sound.

The sound of the sword sounded higher than the other.

It overshadowed the noise of all directions until it became harsh!

The young man was surrounded, looking around at the sharp and boundless sword lights, which made him feel like he was on his back.

He was a little scared.

"Xia Qingchen, don't go too far!" The young man snorted: "I am a member of the Mission Hall, and you may ask me to do things in the future!!"

Yes, Xia Qingchen really wants to open academies, or many of them have to deal with the preaching hall.

But, hope that someone who came to ruin the situation at the beginning of the establishment will really help you in the future?

If you don’t help you, then burn the incense!

"No need." Xia Qingchen's fingers continued to slash, and the Dayan Sword was completely activated!

Whoosh swish swish swish swish-

The power of the Dayan Sword is never in the sword itself, but after forming a sword formation.

The sharp and boundless swords turned into light at an astonishing high speed, and there was not much to resist.

puff--

In just an instant, the protective airflow around the young man immediately broke through!

He was startled and frightened: "Stop!"

While roaring, he ran out desperately, while constantly circulating the five aggregates of the middle moon position that he was proud of.

Unfortunately, it's all useless.

Once the sword formation is activated, no matter how you run, dodge is useless.

Wherever you are, the sword formation is wherever you are!

In horror, the moon power he condensed had repaired the defect, but just after he couldn't repair it, the sword light came again.

The moon power is limited, but the sword lights in the array are countless.

One by one, one after another, and he had no time to make up for it.

Soon after, most of the airflow was broken!

And the Dayan Sword finally penetrated its thigh without any obstacles!

Whoosh-

A blood light with a string of blood splashed out from the young man's right thigh.

What followed was his roar of pain.

But, this is just the beginning.

The sword formation did not stop!

The sword lights were like stars in the sky, constantly interspersing back and forth.

Once you penetrate, you will penetrate your body once.

A scream was heard, and a wisp of blood splattered!

In the huge mountain belly, I could only hear the endless screams of the young man, and I could see the blood mist floating in the air that was extremely dazzling in the mid-day glow.

Just count the breath.

Xia Qingchen's eyes were slightly closed, and the nine Great Yan swords returned to the abyss like thousands of waves, returning to his body.

In the air, a piece of blood-filled and unrecognizable human-shaped object fell from the air.

Except for the fact that opposition is an individual, it is impossible to distinguish the other characteristics.

None of his body is complete...

"Assaulting the police, resisting arrest, the crime is more than the first level." Xia Qingchen opened his eyes, the Nine Swords were sheathed, his eyes were indifferent and cold, and then he took out the Tianxun tool and sent a message to Xiaoqian, asking him to come over and take the person away.

He was in a dull mood, without any ups and downs.

He avenged his revenge on the spot.

The trouble has been caused.

After he made a fuss, today's enrollment was completely failed.

No, it's not just today.

It will be difficult to succeed in the future.

A brand new academy is already worried about, and very few are willing to sign up.

After experiencing this matter again, anyone will understand that Xia Qingchen and the Palace of Preaching will not be able to have a good ending in his academy, and no one will come to join his academy.

The road to the academy was cut off by today's farce.

"Chen Qian!" Xia Qingchen's cold eyes thundered a murderous intent.

Cutting off a person’s way to wealth is like killing a parent, let alone cutting off a life path?

The fire has not stopped, but there are many troubles coming to hinder it!

This account should be calculated carefully!

"When will you see the good show?" Xia Qingchen turned his back to the spectators behind him and snorted coldly.

The lessons of youth are like the predecessors, and many people who are flirting with terror, so how dare you continue to watch the fun?

"Go away quickly!"

"Damn, this Xia surname is not only a good swordsman, but also extremely cruel, and he hurts people like this!"

"This is not a good person to mess with, let's retreat quickly."

...

It's a sensation-

With the sound of movement, the voices were reduced.

The academy that was just so popular was cool and lonely.

Xia Qingchen carried his hands on his back, raised his head and looked at the academy that was dug up yesterday, and said lightly: "Why don't you leave?"

Behind him, there are several auras still there.

"Director Xia is not planning to open academy?" A weak voice came.

Xia Qingchen turned his head and looked.

But there were ten young men and women of similar age still standing on the drill field, waiting for Xia Qingchen to choose.
To be continued...