Chapter 3339

"You only have the strength of a second or third level elemental force and you dare to be arrogant in front of me!

Not only are you not afraid of losing face as a Confucian cultivator, you are also not afraid of losing your tongue? "

Xiao Hua's cold sarcasm entered Professor Dong's ears and made Professor Hu gasp again. He looked at Xiao Hua in disbelief.

Yes, how could Professor Hu not know Professor Dong's strength?

He was a famous fierce man in the Imperial Academy and had a very powerful tiger pet. Normal Confucian cultivators would find it difficult to deal with him.

However, such a fierce man was not even a match for Xiao Hua!

Did that mean that Xiao Hua had the strength of a fourth or fifth level elemental force?

However, on second thought, Professor Dong came to a realization.

Xiao Hua's Big Stick Technique was a Body Cultivator's Dao. He was truly the nemesis of Professor Dong, especially when Xiao Hua killed Hungry Tiger with his footwork and figure. It was clearly a profound martial art.

However, Professor Dong's methods were not like this. Professor Hu did not understand why he did not have a backup plan.

"Get out of my way, I can't be bothered with you accomplices!

I still have to go to the Imperial Academy to find the real culprit. "

Xiao Hua waved his hand and the Pegasus moved again, following behind Xiao Hua. "That was just a warning. If you don't respect yourselves, it won't be your spiritual pets that die next time!

I don't mind staining my hands with blood and using your blood as a sacrifice to my Taoist disciples. I will use your lives to make Master Dao Shan close his eyes. "

Professor Hu heard Xiao Hua's words and looked behind the Pegasus. On the broken carriage, Dao Shan's head drooped and his eyes were frozen with fear and disbelief.

He sighed in his heart and rushed to Xiao Hua on his flying sword. For the first time, he clasped his hands and said, "Xiao Hua, you can seek justice for your Taoist disciples. I also want to seek peace for my Confucian disciples. You have the courage to face thousands of people and I also have the courage to break and not bend.

Come, don't hold back. If you want to enter the Imperial Academy, you have to run over me! "

"Hehe …" Xiao Hua laughed coldly and waved the Wishful Stick in his hand. He shouted, "So what if I run over you?

Today, I will trample all over your Imperial Academy and run over all your Confucian cultivators. I will not rest until I find the culprit. "

Professor Hu saw that Xiao Hua was not moved by his words at all. He looked around the academy and saw that it was already crowded. Not only were the students of the Imperial Academy waiting eagerly, even the villagers were crowding over. Their gazes were either filled with envy, eagerness, astonishment, or curiosity. If this was not the Imperial Academy, everyone would have cheered loudly.

"All of you can come at me together!" Xiao Hua coldly looked at Professor Dong and the two people behind him. "You are not my opponent!"

"No need ~" Professor Hu shook his head slightly. "Although you were able to defeat Dong Fei in one move, your strength is only at the second or third level of Origin Power. If all of us were to gang up on you, wouldn't we be bullying you with numbers?"

"Up to you …" Xiao Hua laughed coldly. "If you don't want to bully me with numbers, why did you set up a formation in the Imperial Academy?"

Professor Hu turned his head to look at the main road of the academy. Indeed, there were hundreds of thousands of students standing in an orderly manner. Each of them was holding a brush and ink in their hands, or holding a scroll in their hands. They looked like they were ready for battle. He smiled bitterly and said, "It is better to die in glory than to live in dishonor. Immortal Xiao has forced my Imperial Academy into a dead end!

Every one of us is a member of the Imperial Academy. At this time, we naturally have to fight with our lives. "

"One person is to kill, a hundred people is to kill, a thousand people is to kill!" Xiao Hua waved the Wishful Stick in his hand and shouted. "Then I will kill you first!"

"Professor Hu, be careful!"

The two Confucian cultivators at the side hurriedly reminded Xiao Hua when they saw how fierce he was. The Wishful Stick was disrupting the surrounding Noble Spirit.

"The Sword Qi is in my chest, and the Righteous Spirit is in the heavens and earth. I sacrifice my body to the heavens and earth, and I am willing to use the Noble Spirit to shake the domain!"

Professor Hu let out a sorrowful cry. The Sword Qi around his body shone brightly. Thousands of Noble Spirit poured down like the Milky Way and rushed into Professor Hu's body. Then, it turned into a Sword Qi river and rushed towards Xiao Hua.

It was the famous Noble Spirit River of the Confucian cultivators!

"Come on!"

Xiao Hua shouted. Without hesitation, he waved the Wishful Stick and rushed into the Sword Qi river. He said loudly, "I am a pillar of the Dao Sect. I am arrogant in the long river. Your Noble Spirit and Sword Qi river are not as long as my stick!"

The Flying Swords were like a river. It seemed that every wave in the surging river was a murderous sword intent. It seemed that every trace of sword light could pierce Xiao Hua. This vision suddenly made everyone's eyes flash with hope. Whether it was the secular people or the students of the academy, they all longed for this river-like Flying Swords to kill Xiao Hua, who had provoked the academy, and they did not doubt that Professor Hu had such means.

Even though this river of flying swords was continuous and unending, and it was mixed with a righteous aura and possessed unrivaled courage, but in the eyes of a Daoist Sect cultivator like Xiao Hua who'd witnessed the might of the Sword Transformation Technique since a long time ago, it was truly insufficient.

If Xiao Hua's magical power was still there, he was afraid that he would not have to pay attention to this Sword Qi river. He could have used the Killing Spirit Yuan Light to instantly take Professor Hu's life. Or he could have used the Thunder Attracting Technique. Thunder flow against the Sword Qi river, let's see who was stronger!

Unfortunately, at this time, Xiao Hua could not use his Buddhist cultivation. He did not dare to reveal his Devil Realm cultivation method. The Soul Cultivation method was slightly weaker, so he could only use the Wishful Steel Staff!

Although there was only one Wishful Steel Staff, Xiao Hua's hands danced. Balls of golden light flashed, like a pillar between heaven and earth that could not fall. No matter how many Flying Swords rushed over, they were all shattered one by one, turning into fireflies that disappeared in the wind.

"This … how is this possible?"

While everyone was shocked, Professor Hu was also astonished. "My Noble Spirit River is condensed from Noble Spirit. Can ordinary iron actually hit it?

Xiao Hua's hand … is it an immortal weapon? "

Yes, Professor Hu had only seen Flying Swords blocked by weapons. He had never seen any weapon from the Hidden Immortal Continent that could block the Noble Spirit. Moreover, Xiao Hua's weapon did not have any magical power fluctuations. It seemed that he did not use any Taoist technique at all!

Professor Hu was surprised. His momentum was weak, and his Noble Spirit was also slack. At this moment, Xiao Hua's Taoist robe flew again, and he roared, "Eat this Xiao's staff!"

As he spoke, the Wishful Steel Staff suddenly lengthened. Although Xiao Hua did not show any Dharmakaya, the Wishful Steel Staff fell like a mountain, shrouding the area around Professor Hu. The Great Spirit that was flowing in the air immediately solidified. In the eyes of everyone, Xiao Hua was no different from a god!

"Not good!"

Facing the Wishful Steel Staff, Professor Hu's heart trembled. He hurriedly raised his hands, and dozens of sword lights flew out from his hands, turning into a sword net, trying to block the Wishful Steel Staff. At the same time, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of Golden Qi, which also turned into a small sword, catching up with the sword net first!

"Hiss, Golden Qi Gathering ~ ~" Xiao Hua did not understand the power of this small golden sword. He only felt that this small sword vaguely contained a kind of obscure fluctuation, which was more powerful than the sword cultivator's small sword or Mo Jianli's small sword. However, the students of the nearby college were all people who knew what was good for them. Someone had already cried out in surprise, "Professor Hu has cultivated to the realm of Golden Qi Gathering!!!"

"Golden Qi Gathering?"

When Xiao Hua heard this, he immediately thought of the so-called Five Qi Gathering. He unconsciously sneered, "I don't care what Golden Qi Gathering is!

Wood Qi Gathering!

Under my Dao Sect's magic, everything is illusory! "

"Woo …" The Wishful Steel Staff did not slack off. "Ka Pa Pa …" Dozens of crisp sounds were heard, and the sword net was smashed into pieces. "Keng …" The sound of the sword resounded through the sky. The small sword of Golden Qi Gathering was still defeated under the force of the Wishful Steel Staff. Although it was extremely dim by Xiao Hua's attack, it was still able to escape from the Wishful Steel Staff and rushed into Professor Hu's mouth!

Professor Hu's face was ashen, and he could hardly stand still in the air!

In particular, the Wishful Steel Staff fell like a mountain, and he had already smelled the breath of death.

Seeing that the shadow of the Wishful Steel Staff had already shrouded him, Professor Hu suddenly felt the True Qi in his chest boiling, and a long-lost heroic spirit rushed into his heart. Although his body was like a withered branch swaying in the wind, his eyes were like an awl, looking straight at the falling Wishful Steel Staff. He smiled and said, "In my life, there is a beginning and an end. What joy is there in life? What fear is there in death?"

"Grandma, I didn't want to kill you at all!

Aren't you making me lose face by yelling like this? "

Xiao Hua even had to find definite evidence to kill Wu Qian. How could he kill Professor Hu for no reason now?

At this time, when he heard Professor Hu's words, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

How could others understand Xiao Hua's thoughts?

The two Confucian cultivators next to Professor Hu were shocked and were about to urge their True Qi to save him. At this time, a clear voice sounded without the slightest bit of smoke and fire. "Xiao Hua, since you don't have the intention to kill, why are you so aggressive?"

This voice seemed to be in his ear, but if he listened carefully, it seemed to be in his heart, as if he was talking to himself. Xiao Hua was shocked and unconsciously released his Divine Sense, shouting, "Who is it?"

Who knew that there was no abnormality in the place where the Divine Sense passed, and the others didn't feel anything. Even Professor Hu was still facing death.

How could Xiao Hua not know that he had met a master?

"Hey, who said that I don't have the intention to kill?" Xiao Hua sneered and said, "Today, I will let you see the thunderous means of my Dao Sect!"

With that, the Wishful Steel Staff, which had been somewhat stagnant, once again slammed down with the sound of wind and thunder!

"Ah ~" In this gap, everyone seemed to understand something, and they all exclaimed, as if they were worried about the fate of Professor Hu.

"Ai …" The voice sighed, and Xiao Hua suddenly felt that there was a quagmire under his Wishful Steel Staff. Although there was no great force, the seemingly endless winding force wrapped around the Wishful Steel Staff.

Looking at the other side of the college, a tall and thin figure similar to Xiao Hua, wearing a blue robe, slowly flew over.