As soon as Nana finished speaking, Ji Juechen drew his sword.
The moment Silver-White Long Sword was unsheathed, it made a clear sound.
The next moment, the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Zhou Yi's throat. Eight Soul Rings around Ji Juechen lit up at the same time. Sword Intent spread from the sword's edge, splitting the air and blowing the broken hair on Zhou Yi's forehead back.
Zhou Yi's complexion suddenly changed, that Sword Intent was too sharp.
Just by pointing the sword at her, she felt like there was a hole in her throat.
So much so that she didn't even have time to open Martial Soul. As soon as she took action, Ji Juechen's sword had blocked all her possible movements.
If she dared to move, the tip of the sword would penetrate her throat.
But her husband Fan Yu was Eight-Ring Soul Douluo after all, and his reaction was much faster than Zhou Yi. Almost at the same moment that Ji Juechen drew his sword, he took out Soul Cannon and activated it.
In the blink of an eye, the blue light from the muzzle suddenly brightened and it buzzed with energy.
But Ji Juechen didn't even look at him. A Sword Intent barrier formed beside him, blocking out all Soul Cannon's charge fluctuations.
The next moment, Soul Power in Ji Juechen's body suddenly emerged in large quantities.
"Domain Expansion, Hall of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to Dust."
At the moment Domain Expansion, the field spread out from under his feet, covering Fan Yu and Zhou Yi at the same time.
People outside could only see a gray fog barrier, from which came the sound of swords that was so intense that it made people feel numb.
After just one minute, the field dissipated.
Ji Juechen walked out with his sword in hand. Silver-White Long Sword's blade was still dripping with fresh blood. It fell drop by drop on the stone slab along the tip of the sword, splashing red flowers.
He put the sword back into its sheath expressionlessly.
Behind Ji Juechen, the gray fog completely dissipated, revealing two bloody corpses.
Zhou Yi and Fan Yu fell to the ground, their bodies covered with dense sword marks, each of which cut their vital parts accurately.
Just as the other teachers were about to riot, several people had already urged Soul Ring to rush forward.
Ye Guyi suddenly pulled out Holy Sword, and the golden light on Sword blade was so dazzling that people subconsciously raised their hands to cover their eyes.
She swung forward suddenly, and a golden Slashes fell on the ground at the feet of the teachers, cutting out a huge ravine several feet deep.
The loud sound of shattering stone slabs made everyone's ears ring, and the Rubble cracked on the nearby pillars, and the splashed dust made everyone cough.
Ye Guyi's pretty face is as cold as ice, and eight Soul Ring are slowly rotating around her behind her.
Among them, Eighth Soul Ring is red.
The rich blood red color was particularly eye-catching among all the Soul Ring, and the oppressive feeling it gave off made several young teachers with lower cultivation levels collapse to the ground.
She was holding Holy Sword with one hand, pointing the tip of the sword diagonally at the ground, and her blond hair was blown away on her shoulders by the aftermath of the sword strike just now.
"Whoever takes a step forward will die."
Suddenly, all the teachers were stunned by Ye Guyi.
"I will only give you one last chance to listen to our Pagoda Master speech. If the chance is over, you all die."
Ye Guyi's tone was very cold. She raised Holy Sword and touched the faces of all the teachers present with the tip of her sword. Those whom she pointed at involuntarily shrank back.
The sword wind swept across Square, carrying a cold killing intent.
The teachers who originally wanted to make a noise all took half a step back, and no one dared to step forward rashly.
When a young teacher stepped back, he stepped on the foot of his colleague behind him. They both staggered at the same time, but neither of them dared to say anything.
Everyone can see that this young-looking female Soul Douluo is just as decisive in her attacks as Ji Juechen.
The golden sword mark she just swung was still lying across everyone's feet, and the remaining heat from the burn remained on the stone slab at the break, and the steam caused the air to twist slightly.
If this sword fell on a person, he would probably be cut in two before he could even scream, right?
I didn't expect these two young men to be so ruthless at such a young age.
Nana looked at the silent crowd, and spoke calmly but with a heavy weight, "I will say it one last time. Teachers with good conduct and sincere teaching who are willing to join Spirit Pagoda can register on the side now."
"The treatment was just mentioned, Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, the account will be banned, we will do what we say."
She raised her hand and gestured to the side, where several staff members had already set up tables and chairs.
Next to it stood a flag with the emblem of the tower Spirit Pagoda. The flag was blown by the wind, and the tower body embroidered with gold thread shone in the sunset.
"If you feel that you are missing your old love Shrek and are unwilling to give in, you can leave now."
"Leave Shrek City within seven days and we will never stop you."
She paused and glanced at a few old teachers with evasive expressions in the crowd.
When she saw those people, they subconsciously lowered their eyes. One of them, an old man with a gray beard, put his hands behind his back, and his hands were trembling slightly.
When Nana saw this, his tone was a bit colder. "But if they agree on the surface but make small moves behind the scenes, trying to revive Shrek's scheme, Zhou Yi and Fan Yu will end up."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion in the crowd.
The whispers buzzed like a swarm of frightened bees, and then stopped abruptly when Nana's eyes glanced over.
Several young teachers looked at each other, conveying hesitation to each other with their eyes.
Finally, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties gritted his teeth and took the lead in walking out of the team.
His steps were a little weak, and he slipped a bit when he stepped on Rubble. His knees almost bent, but he still staggered and stabilized his body.
He looked back at his colleagues behind him, but no one responded to him, so he turned his head and swallowed. "I----I am willing to join Spirit Pagoda."
Where there is the first, there is the second.
Many people have criticized the pedantry of Shrek's top management.
I can't even get used to those promotion systems based on seniority, those cultivation resources that only favor the disciples of the inner courtyard, and those old-fashioned ways of always bringing out "Ten Thousand Years of Glory" to oppress people.
Shrek is a place that almost only cares about honor and contribution. As for other aspects, you may not be able to get Shrek's respect even if you work hard.
In addition, the temptation of Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone and breaking through the ban is too great. Seeing that Sea God Pavilion is completely destroyed and the foundation of Shrek is broken, there is no point in continuing to guard the empty shell.
Many people walked out of the queue one after another. Some walked firmly, while others hesitated and looked back three times, but in the end they all stood behind the Spirit Pagoda staff.
There are also some older teachers whose faces turn blue and white, and their Adam's apple rolls up and down, as if they are swallowing something bitter and astringent.
Finally, he snorted bitterly, turned around and walked out of the academy.
They looked back for the last time at the place where they had taught for most of their lives. Their lips moved, as if they wanted to say something, but nothing came out. Something in their eyes lit up, then they blinked hard, turned around and disappeared outside the dilapidated school gate.
They had been guarding Shrek for most of their lives. They could not change sides in the face of battle, but they did not have the courage to rush forward and die.
A handful of old bones will die in vain.
I can only leave with pride and swallow my unwillingness and humiliation in my stomach.
No one stopped them along the way.
Just a teacher in a college.
Without teachers, what is the so-called college?
This can be regarded as a blow to the Shrek Academy.
The staff at Spirit Pagoda even took the initiative to make way for them to leave in a dignified manner.
In mid-air, Zhang Lexuan looked at the disintegrated team of teachers and sighed.
Standing behind her were a dozen inner courtyard disciples who had managed to survive this disaster.
They all had grief, anger and confusion on their faces, but their eyes were all focused on Zhang Lexuan, like a group of ships that had lost their way in the storm, waiting for the only lighthouse that could still shine to give a direction.
"Sister Grandmaster, what should we do next?"
A disciple asked with a trembling voice.
Zhang Lexuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was only despair in his eyes. "Let's go. Keep the green mountains here, don't worry about not having firewood."
"Shrek has been inherited for 10,000 years, and it will not be cut off in our hands just like this."
She took one last look at the young man with white hair and blue eyes, gritted her teeth, and turned around.
Just when Zhang Lexuan had just swept away a few dozen feet, a dull buzzing suddenly came from the Sky Manipulation behind it.
The sound sounded like something huge was falling rapidly from a high altitude, making the air tremble with pressure.
Black clouds rolled up and pressed down from mid-air, closing like an invisible giant hand.
Zhang Lexuan turned his head suddenly, his pupils suddenly contracted.
I saw Wuyun put his hands together, and Darkness Power poured out from his palms. The thick black mist, with a suffocating cold aura, enveloped all the inner courtyard disciples who had not had time to follow.
Several short screams came from the black mist. Someone yelled "Sister Grandmaster" halfway before the second half was cut off. Then there was a muffled sound, a heavy impact of a body falling to the ground, and then a deathly silence fell.
However, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen inner court disciples did not even have time to scream, and they all fell to Dark Soul Power 0
In the blink of an eye, their bodies fell out of the black mist and landed softly on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
One disciple still kept his hand stretched forward, with his fingers spread out, as if he wanted to grab something, but couldn't grab anything.
All these people were killed.
The black mist slowly dissipated, and if you hadn't looked at the bodies on the ground, you might have felt like nothing happened just now.
Zhang Lexuan was shocked, and turned his head suddenly to look at Lu Ren, his eyes almost bursting with fire, his lips trembled violently, and his teeth clenched.
All the anger was suppressed by Zhang Lexuan, turning into a bone-chilling feeling of powerlessness.
It is this feeling of powerlessness that is more painful than anger.
It's like being held down in the water. I want to scream but I can't. I want to struggle but even my hands and feet are bound by invisible forces.
She is sister Shrek Inner Court Grandmaster. She was once the proud girl among her peers.
But now, those people who called her Sister Grandmaster were all lying on the ground, their body temperatures were losing rapidly, and she didn't even dare to rush up to collect their bodies.
Lu Ren noticed her gaze and tilted his head slightly. A few strands of his white hair were blown by the wind and swept past the corners of his eyes.
"What are you looking at me for?"
"I said before, you can't run away. But you can run away only because of Brother Peng, do you understand?"
Zhang Lexuan lips moved.
"You'd better leave quickly, where are all the dramas coming from?" Lu Ren waved to her, then turned around, already planning to deal with other things.
"Lu Ren!" Zhang Lexuan gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and tears finally flowed down his cheeks.
"Aren't you afraid of retribution if you kill them all?
Lu Ren turned around and glanced at her with lowered eyes.
"Retribution? Shouldn't we kill our enemies to death? Am I an idiot?"
He raised his chin, with a hint of impatience in his tone. "If I ask you to leave, just leave as soon as possible. Don't push yourself too far. If you keep talking nonsense, you can stay too."
Zhang Lexuan His chest was rising and falling violently, his breathing was rapid and shallow, and his nose was quivering rapidly.
She stared at Lu Ren, as if carving this face with her eyes.
This face made her hate her to the core of her bones.
In the end, she could only flick her sleeves and robe, turn around and stagger away.
Shrek's ten thousand years of glory have finally been shattered in her generation.
Zhang Peng looked at the direction she was leaving and sighed softly.
The sigh was so soft that it was blown away by the wind, and even he himself didn't hear it clearly.
Lu Ren was floating next to him, with his hands behind his back. His white hair was gently blown over his shoulders by the evening breeze, and he said casually, "Why, are you soft-hearted?"
"I can't say I'm soft-hearted, I just feel it's a pity." Zhang Peng shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the direction where Zhang Lexuan disappeared, "The talent is really good. Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring is in the eighth ring, and he is a top-notch young talent in any era."
"It's a pity that I only work for Shrek. If that weren't the case - maybe I could get Spirit Pagoda to join me."
"It's okay. She can work for Shrek. Anyway, she is the only one left now and can't make any big waves." Lu Ren smiled, with a calmness that was used to wind and rain.
Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, even if you let her go, what will happen?
Without resources, without foundation, a group of defeated soldiers cannot even fill the gap between Spirit Pagoda's teeth.
No matter how good your talent is, it's useless----
After all----
Lu Ren smiled and ignored the matter.
Just when Zhang Lexuan walked out of the Shrek Academy, Ji Juechen and Ye Guyi blocked her way.
Two figures, one on the left and one on the right, blocked her front and rear directions.
Ji Juechen's Silver-White Long Sword has been unsheathed.
Ye Guyi's Holy Sword pointed diagonally at the ground. The golden holy flame looked particularly eye-catching, reflecting half of her face in and out of light, while the other half of her face was hidden in the shadows, revealing only her coldly looking down eyes.
"What does this mean?"
Zhang Lexuan stopped and looked at the two people blocking the road and said in a deep voice.
What's going on?
Lu Ren Didn't you already plan to let her go?
"You can leave safely by abolishing your cultivation. Otherwise, you may have no choice but to lie down and walk out." Ji Juechen said coldly.
Ye Guyi also nodded, and a few strands of hair were blown to the corners of his mouth by the wind. "You are too threatening. I can only keep you alive for the sake of Zhang Peng's enshrinement."
After speaking, she paused, and the tip of Holy Sword's sword rose slightly, aiming at Zhang Lexuan.
"You are Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, and you still pose some threats to us.
"If you gather together the Shrek survivors who were scattered by us, wouldn't it give you hope of a comeback?"
"We don't want to have to clean up the mess again in a few years."
Zhang Lexuan suddenly burst out laughing. The laughter had a desolate feeling after being forced into a desperate situation. The breath squeezed out of the throat mixed with the laughter and came out together, sounding more like a whimper.
Her shoulders swayed slightly with laughter, but there was no smile in her eyes, "Are you going to kill them all? As expected of you. Since you want to destroy my cultivation, then use your skills!"
Soul Power began to pour out of Zhang Lexuan's body, and Rubble under his feet was shaken by the Soul Power wave.
Eight Soul Rings lit up one after another from her feet.
Just when she was about to take action, Zhang Lexuan suddenly froze.
Because Zhang Lexuan discovered that Ye Guyi and Ji Juechen are both eighth-ring cultivation bases.
And their Eighth Soul Ring, like her Eighth Soul Ring, are all red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Their strength is no worse than Zhang Lexuan.
Even judging from the purity of Soul Ring, it still beats her.
Eighth Soul Ring of these two people was taken by Lu Ren to Evil Demon Forest for hunting.
Lu Ren uses Spiritual Power to perceive, and Six Eyes's field of vision covers the entire Evil Demon Forest. The aura of each Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is as clear as the stars in the night sky in his eyes, and even the boundaries of the activity range where they live are clearly visible.
With this, Lu Ren can easily help them find the suitable Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast position, and then they are responsible for killing it themselves.
Successfully killing yourself is considered a skill.
If you don't succeed, just carry it on your own.
This can also be regarded as a kind of training for them.
Lu Ren will never help others to the end. After all, this is a place where fists do the talking.
If you only know how to rely on him blindly, it will not do any good to Ye Guyi and Ji Juechen.
It would be very interesting to help them find the location of Soul Beast.
You have to know how many Soul Masters in this world are stuck in a bottleneck for their entire lives, just because they can't find a high-end Soul Ring that suits them.
Not to mention the suitable Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast----
"How is this possible?! You two each have one Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?" Zhang Lexuan's pupils shrank suddenly.
Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring is so precious. Even if it is a ten thousand year holy land like Shrek, not everyone can own it.
Although Shrek Academy has the most power of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone in the entire Douluo Continent, the preciousness of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring is really too heavy.
After all, the current technological level of Soul Tool has not developed to the point where Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring can be preserved.
As for Zhang Lexuan, this Eighth Soul Ring had an accident when Xuan Zi led the team out for training, and the team actually got lost with Xuan Zi.
Not only that, after losing contact with Xuan Zi, these students encountered a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in the chaos.
That battle was extremely brutal, and many inner court disciples died. Even Zhang Lexuan himself paid a huge price to kill this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and absorb its Soul Ring.
But Spirit Pagoda and Soul Douluo, two young people, actually each have one?
"It's useless to talk more." Ji Juechen was too lazy to talk nonsense, and the long sword was unsheathed. Sword Intent instantly locked onto Zhang Lexuan. The Sword Intent was condensed but not emitted, but it had already made the hairs on her neck stand up.
She could feel the chill from the tip of the sword already sticking to her skin even though they were more than ten steps away.
Ji Juechen said calmly, "Either you give up your cultivation, or I do it myself."