Son-in-law Dan Zun

In a blink of an eye, another few days passed.

On this day, another figure appeared in the sky above Huangxuan Academy.

Compared with Yue Tianming's domineering voice, which caused Huang Xuan Academy to shake, this figure was simpler and more rude.

"boom!"

A coercion swept from him, radiating the entire Huangxuan Academy, and coercing countless people.

Even outside of Huang Xuan Academy, those people who have not yet dispersed, feel a heavy pressure.

"There is another strong man, come to Huangxuan Academy?" Many people's hearts trembled violently. This time, who would it be?

"It seems to be... Senior Yue Xingming!"

The sharp-eyed person could not help but tremble again when he recognized the figure that was overwhelming the entire Huangxuan Academy.

After Yue Tianming waited for the proud son of the Heavenly Palace, Yue Xingming, one of the Eight Great Heavenly Generals, also came personally.

Xia Li appeared, looking at Yue Xingming, neither overbearing nor overbearing, "Senior, what does this mean?"

Yue Xingming said indifferently: "Let Luo Wushu get out!"

Xia Li smiled slightly, maintaining a polite posture, and said, "He is practicing without a book, and it is inconvenient to be disturbed. What can I say to you?"

"Inconvenience?" Yue Xingming snorted coldly, sarcasm in his cold eyes.

He didn't pay attention to Xia Li, but directly said loudly, "Luo Wushu, get out!"

The domineering voice, wrapped in mana, spread to every corner of Huangxuan Academy.

Many figures in practice are disturbed, without exception.

In Xia Li's eyes, a look of sorrow passed, "Senior's behavior is not appropriate, right?"

"Oh?" Yue Xingming glanced at Xia Li playfully, and asked faintly: "Where is it not suitable?"

"Inconsistent with your identity!" Xia Li still maintained a calm posture, calmly facing Yue Xingming.

"Since I know my identity, why not let Luo Wushu come out and kneel to see me?" Yue Xingming asked back, his voice aggressive.

At this time, a group of angry figures appeared in the academy.

Among them, naturally also included the figure of Luo Wushu and his party.

"Kneel you?"

"What kind of thing are you old dog-like things?"

Luo Wushu hasn't spoken yet, and Mo Fan's unceremonious voice has already rumbling in response.

The clay figurines still have three fires.

Anyone who is interrupted one after another to practice will feel unhappy in his heart.

"Yue Xingming in this constellation, one of the eight great generals, what do you think I am?" Yue Xingming's gaze swept towards Mo Fan.

Accompanied by a terrifying coercion, it can make any Heavenly Venerable Realm powerhouse look strenuous.

Mo Fan was surging with magic power, and his eyes met Yue Xingming.

Not only was there no fear at all, but it was incomparably flattering.

"Old dog!"

The indifferent voice spit out from his mouth, which also made Yue Xingming completely angry.

"You know, as this seat, even if it is your dean Xia Li, you have to call seniors politely?"

Mo Fan said unceremoniously: "That's because of giving you a face. If you are shameless, you are an old dog."

"Very good! Very good!" Yue Xingming smiled furiously, with an extremely chill in his voice.

"Su Wen Luo Wushu is extremely proud and has no eyes. When I saw it today, it really was a well-deserved reputation."

Since becoming one of the eight great heavenly generals, Yue Xingming hasn't been so angry for a long time.

Even in Tiangong, those proud and proud sons will respectfully call senior when they see him.

And there is no such person as Mo Fan who knows nothing about life or death.

"Idiot, grandpa, I am Mo Fan." Mo Fan spoke again, making Yue Xingming's eyes condensed.

"Are you not Luo Wushu?"

"Even so, it's easier."

"Just for your disrespect, even if you kill you, no one can say anything?"

Yue Xingming raised his hand indifferently.

In an instant, an astonishing beam of mana quickly condensed, piercing through the void, and pointed directly at Mo Fan.

After all, Luo Wushu was a hero to deal with the evil races outside the territories, and nowadays, he is still valued by the realm master.

If you kill it for no reason, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain.

But Mo Fan is different...

An ant-like thing, in his capacity, kills it.

Even if there is a chance to be heard by the world lord, it will not have much influence on it.

It is impossible for the world master to really blame him for an insignificant ant thing.

"Boom!" The space trembled violently under the terrifying light beam.

The horrible fluctuations even more shocked many people in the academy, and their complexions changed drastically.

Mo Fan's body, the monstrous magic power surged, but in an instant, it disappeared without a shadow.

Because of Luo Wushu's figure, he walked out at this moment, "I'm coming!"

Lifting his palm, a wave of formation suddenly emerged.

In the void of space, there are waves of invisible waves.

Suddenly, the terrifying beam of energy suddenly seemed to sink deep into the mud, being quickly wiped out by its power, and disappearing without a shadow.

"This..." Many people in Huangxuan Academy were shocked.

At this time, Luo Wushu raised his eyes lightly, looking at Yue Xingming lightly, "Move my brother, do I agree?"

"Formation?" Yue Xingming's gaze condensed, "It seems that you are Luo Wushu."

Luo Wu wrote no waves, and didn't bother to respond to Yue Xingming's idiotic question.

Name him by name and ask him to come out.

Now, don't even recognize him?

"Hand over the Purple Pole Heavenly Thunder Sword." Yue Xingming stretched out his palm, and was too lazy to lie to the snake.

The Ziji Heavenly Thunder Sword is a supreme-level magic weapon, even for him, it takes a lot of money to get it.

How could it be so easy, it would be cheaper for Luo Wushu.

Luo Wushu looked at Yue Xingming lightly, as if he hadn't heard his words at all.

This also made Yue Xingming's expression even more angry, "What do you mean?"

"Of course not." Mo Fan said again.

"It doesn't matter who owned that sword before, but now, it is Brother Luo's trophy and belongs only to Brother Luo."

Yue Xingming had a gloomy face, her eyes were like a poisonous snake, staring at Luo Wushu, "Are you sure you want to forcibly occupy things that don't belong to you?"

Luo Wushu smiled noncommitantly, "To be honest, I don't care much about a sword, but..."

"I don't want face?"

Yue Xingming was taken aback for a moment, her cold eyes mixed with faint doubts, "So, what do you want?"

"Apologize!"

"Apologize?"

"Yes!" Luo Wushu nodded, "Whether it is you or Yue Tianming's rude behavior, it disturbs our practice."

"As long as you can sincerely apologize to Huang Xuan Academy, I can hand over the Purple Extreme Sky Thunder Sword now."

After the words were finished, in front of Luo Wushu, the Ziji Heavenly Thunder Sword appeared directly.

Many people in Huangxuan Academy nodded secretly, Luo Wushu did indeed make concessions like this.

Yue Xingming wanted the Purple Extreme Sky Thunder Sword, and he was willing to hand it over.

But the premise is that Yue Xingming needs to apologize for his rude behavior.

"Hahaha..." Yue Xingming didn't think Luo Wushu had made a concession, but laughed.

It was an angry smile.

"Blue sky and white sun, what are you dreaming about?"

"My apology, can you afford it?"

Luo Wushu corrected: "Not to apologize to me, but to the entire Huangxuan Academy."

Yue Xingming: "..."