The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

Because it is a peach blossom rain, there is no martial arts method to avoid the rain.

However, Zifeng did not wait for death at all, but instead aroused the fighting spirit in his heart.

He inserted the Ziyang sword into the lotus space and took out the black diamond. Hold the bow with your left hand and pluck the strings with your right hand.

Zifeng's fingers moved slightly.

"Zheng~"

The bowstring made a sweet and soft sound.

The green weeds are blowing like a spring breeze, and the earth is stroked like spring.

Suddenly, the peach blossom rain all over the sky suddenly stopped in the air.

They seem to have souls, they have turned around and fell on the peach branches.

In the blink of an eye, the peach blossoms rained all over the sky and disappeared.

The little monk in the thatched hut was obviously surprised. He raised his head and smiled at Zifeng, strumming quickly with his hands on the strings.

"Zheng Zheng! Zheng Zheng was startled!"

The trees and peach blossoms left the branches one by one and fell to the ground.

The peach blossoms that fell on the ground rolled into a ball one by one. In the blink of an eye, a cavalry composed of peach blossoms appeared in front of Zifeng.

Pink horse, pink cavalry, pink sword, pink armor, pink horses.

"Zheng!"

A fast harp resounded through Taoyuan.

The two front hooves of the horse suddenly lifted up, seeming to make countless hooves. The forefoot fell to the ground. Dozens of war horses rushed towards Zifeng frantically.

Zifeng looked at the frantic running of the pink war horse and the vivid pink warrior, and was taken aback.

Even in Xiaoyun City 10,000 years ago, turning a peach blossoming tree into a horse and a rider was an amazing feat.

Zifeng began to admire the blue monk in the hut.

Looking at the approaching war horse, Zifeng's fingers hooked on the bowstring three times.

"Zheng Zheng~"

The wind flew from the bowstring and turned into three winds, sweeping across the beam, and gently blowing into the pink steed. All the horses began to fall apart.

Slowly, the soldiers on the war horse were slowly dismembered, and then the war horse swelled up slowly and quietly. All the soldiers and war horses turned into peach blossoms flying all over the sky.

After all, they are back on the branch.

Soon, the war horse disappeared, and the soldiers disappeared.

The peach blossom is still in full bloom on the tree, and there is no petal left on the ground.

In the hut, the blue-clothed youth uttered a whisper. He raised his head, looked at Zifeng in silence for a while, stood up in silence, and walked out of the hut.

When he came to Zifeng, he held a fist to Zifeng, bowed his worried expression.

Zifeng didn't dare to raise his head. He also clenched his fist, bowed and returned the gift.

Although I don't know whose soul is refracted by the blue shirt brother on the opposite side, Zifeng is sure that the blue shirt brother is absolutely famous.

In the blink of an eye, my brother's blue shirt disappeared.

Zifeng found that Tao Lin had also disappeared, and the array beside him was flickering. Zifeng was transferred to the thirty-second kill array.

When the thirty-second lamp was on, Qin Wangyue, Duke Wu and others were shocked.

"How is this possible? Even Old Qin Chi couldn't make it through, but Zifeng made it through." Master Wu Cheng stuck his tongue out.

"Is Zifeng's piano art attainment really higher than that of old piano lovers?" Yun Qingshan frowned.

Didn't you see Zifeng still playing the piano? Wang Yulong smiled. Master Bodhi was also shocked at first, but then he was relieved.

He smiled faintly, "Did you forget? When Qin Ming met last year, Zifeng defeated the famous young genius Tang Zimian of Qinfeng Academy with superb piano skills."

Oh yes, there is such a thing. Duke Wu nodded.

"Is there such a thing?" "Last year, when I was traveling abroad, I just missed the Battle of Qin Ming. It's a pity," Yulong Wang said in surprise.

I heard Master Bodhi mention his disciples in the university. Qin looked at the moon, some of them couldn't survive.

He sneered and defended himself: "Tang Zimian is just a very ordinary disciple of my Qinfeng Academy. Should I send elite disciples to Qinfeng Academy to deal with the disciples of Pearl Academy?"

When Bai Muya heard it, her anger suddenly went up and down.

"Qin Wangyue, give him less face and oppose my disciples in the Pearl Academy. Do you have to send you the elite Qin Feng Academy? If you look at the disciples you brought, you said yesterday that they are all elites in the Academy. You Qin Academy When did you become ostentatious? What you said yesterday will be regarded as fart today."

Qin Wangyue was also agitated with anger. He knocked on the table and stood up suddenly.

"Bai Muya, are you talking about hitting me in the face? You don't even look at yourself. You have defeated nine disciples of Qinfeng Academy in a row, and you have made brilliant achievements for your Mingzhu Academy. Without him, you can't even Serving as the dean. The famous Lin family of your Pearl Academy abandoned their disciples, and you forced them to enter the killing formation ladder! Do you still have the face to say me?"

"Qin Manyue, tell me clearly! Who forced Zifeng to enter the ladder to kill the formation? It was Zifeng who chose to climb the ladder. This has nothing to do with me!"

"You still say it has nothing to do with you? At the beginning, who forced Zifeng to block Qinfeng Academy? Hasn't it? You have been using Zifeng! You use Zifeng as a knife, but Zifeng doesn't want to be used by you, so he was Forced to ring the bell on the stairs to call Big Ben, and plan to pass through your Baimuya Qinfeng Academy and directly enter the hinterland of the Pearl Academy to practice. Bai Muya is all because of your selfishness! Your self-righteousness! Your desire for profit Drive Zifeng to betray you!"

"You fart!"

Bai Muya's lips trembled with anger, and Qin Wangyue's words, like poisonous needles, pierced deeply into his heart, causing him heartache and pain.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing."

Yulong Wang became a peacemaker and was caught between the two to prevent them from fighting.

"Yes, don't say anything. The two deans are role models like two **** scolding each other. What's wrong with this?" Master Bodhi said coldly.

Under the advice of Master Bodhi, Bai Muya and Qin Wangyue finally stopped arguing.

However, the two people quarreled and blushed and their necks were thick, and each sat aside, away from each other.

Just after the argument, the thirty-third light on the projection array suddenly turned on.

Zifeng, he really passed level 32 smoothly, just before we noticed. Dragon Feather King praised. "The two of them are busy arguing, and you are busy convincing them to fight. Naturally, you won't notice," he said coldly.

Yulong Wang knew that cold weather was reckless, and he didn't bother to argue with him.

"Seven hundred years ago, the swordsmanship of the little sword demon in white clothes was amazing. His sword was as cold as a 14-story building. The hidden **** spies and ground rats were killed by his sword. At that time, it was a shocking world. Wonderful speech." Yulong recalled.