But Su Mu also had another achievement.

One person can destroy a sect, and that’s not even a sect!

Duan Shou couldn't help but look forward to it. Could it be that Su Mu would create another miracle today?!

But compared to Feng Qingyang and Duan Shou, Zhongzhou Holy Academy and many other old Confucian scholars and deans could not conceal their murderous intentions.

In the countless years since Zhongzhou Holy Academy was established, such a tragic incident has never happened.

But today, a highly respected dean was tortured to death in the holy courtyard.

No less than a dozen veteran Heaven Realm experts surrounded Su Mu.

"Everyone, such an arrogant and evil person must be killed. Activate the saint formation!"

As soon as these words came out, both the many powerful people in the heavenly realm and the rest of the people in the Holy Court looked solemn.

Saints are powerful beings that surpass the level of Confucianism. Their formations can destroy the heaven and earth, and they are one of the treasures of the Zhongzhou Holy Academy.

It's just that once this formation is launched, the talent consumed is very huge. Not only the ten great heavenly elders are damaged, the talent of the entire Zhongzhou Holy Academy will not be recovered for a long time in the future.

But in order to kill Su Mu, this formation must be launched.

Zhongzhou Holy Court suddenly shook, and an unspeakable murderous intent was slowly gathering.

"Array up!"

A saint's dharma image slowly appeared in the sky above the Zhongzhou Holy Courtyard.

Countless geniuses outside the Holy Court and the protectors of their forces all saw this scene that would never happen for ten thousand years.

"The Dharma of the Saint?!"

There are strong men from the older generation who recognize the Zhongzhou Holy Academy’s method of suppressing the sect at a glance!

His face was full of horror, and he was as powerful as the Zhongzhou Holy Court. In these ten thousand years, the saint's appearance had only appeared a few times, and each time it was to deal with the invasion of the most powerful people and forces in the Zhongzhou continent.

But can that young man just now really become one of the strongest people in the mainland?

This is too appalling!

Everyone was speculating on Su Mu's identity at this moment, but only Ye Yunrou and Xia Liu, the ninth prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, were stunned on the spot.

They were the first people to get to know Su Mu, especially Ye Yunrou.

At this moment, his face was full of emotion, and his charming eyes were full of doubts and shock.

Think again about what Lao Daozi said before he left.

Is it possible that this Su Mu is not the same age as them, but an old monster that cannot be hidden between heaven and earth?

The Ninth Prince also smiled bitterly, maybe he really made a mistake this time.

Long Aotian's eyes flickered, his face still looking proud and he didn't know what he was thinking.

There were hundreds of geniuses with different expressions, but at this moment no one said anything to ridicule them.

Although they couldn't see clearly what was happening in the Holy Courtyard, from the changes in the formation, they understood that the strength of those who could turn the Holy Court upside down was no less than theirs.

Although Su Mu's luck is only red.

Suddenly, just when everyone thought that an earth-shattering battle was about to break out, the Dharma image that was about to take shape disappeared in an instant...

Everyone was shocked, what happened inside?

Is that mysterious young man dead?

The holy courtyard was silent, no one knew what happened.

In the holy courtyard, at the moment when the saint's dharma image is about to take shape.

A middle-aged scholar holding an umbrella on a sunny day stepped through the void and appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

When the people in the Holy Court saw this, their faces were full of surprise, and they all saluted with respect. Even the dozen or so top powerhouses in the Zhongzhou Continent who were in the Heaven Realm looked frightened.

This is the living legend of the Holy Court!

Unexpectedly, what happened today would alarm this being.

But after he came to the field, his eyes were always on Su Mu.

There was a trace of surprise in his indifferent eyes, because he had seen this person before, and he had once passed by a young man in the store of the invincible being in the Eastern Continent.

Although he didn't say anything, he could feel the mystery of that young man. He didn't expect to meet him again in this form today, and to be qualified to enter the shop of that invincible being... It was interesting.

"That's it, let's get over here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Holy Court, including Duan Shou, was stunned and looked in disbelief.

What are their ancestors saying?

He broke into the Holy Academy alone and massacred many great scholars and deans. Now he actually said he had the final say?!

Immediately, other deans looked angrily and said:

"Sage Fang! How can we let this demon go? Dean Han Xi was beaten to death by him. How can such a cruel person be allowed to harm the world! I am the first one not to agree! I will not suppress him.

Book Prison will never give up!"

"Yes, Saint Fang must not let this devil go, otherwise our Zhongzhou Holy Academy would have the dignity to stand on the ancient continent, and what qualifications would we have to teach and educate people?!"

For a time, the crowd in Zhongzhou Holy Court was excited, and all the spearheads were pointed at Su Mu.

It is not the same as other sects. In the Holy Court, even the newly admitted apprentices can discuss their ideals with the great Confucian saints.

Everyone's eyes were extremely angry.

But at this moment, Su Mu chuckled, and his body moved, and all the blood on his body was scattered.

Su Mu at this moment was chilling. His eyes glanced at these well-educated Confucian scholars who were familiar with thousands of classics, and he said sarcastically:

"A bunch of rotten, useless people who are arrogant and self-proclaimed, only show their appearance, and talk nonsense. I am standing here today to see how you suppress me!"

"You, you, you!!!" A scholar pointed at Su Mu angrily and his whole body trembled.

How dare Su Mu insult them like this!

Immediately, regardless of Saint Fang, many powerful men from the heavenly realm came to kill Su Mu.

The momentum was huge, and he looked like he would not give up until Su Mu was killed here.

Su Mu smiled, and the black field was about to reach the sky.

But the next second, the body of the scholar holding the umbrella trembled slightly. For a moment, everyone froze in place, unable to move at all. It was like a spring breeze blowing across the face, separating the two groups of people.

Everyone in the Holy Court was puzzled, but the scholar holding the umbrella shook his head and sighed slightly.

The next second, the mountain of books that Su Mu had not split open was split open by the umbrella-holding scholar's palm.

Everyone looked at this scene in stunned silence. They did not understand why Saint Fang wanted to destroy their holy land!

But the next second, when they saw the situation under the holy mountain, it was like thunder exploding, and they were stunned in place, their faces extremely shocked and horrified.

At this moment, the murderous aura on Su Mu's body suddenly grew, and the black energy was almost uncontrollable. The whole person instantly appeared in front of the dying Dong Chan, and all kinds of energy in his hands quickly surged into his body.

All kinds of extremely precious elixirs, heavenly materials and earthly treasures were refined by Su Mu and turned into spiritual power to nourish his body.

Countless Confucian scholars who had been shouting about beating and killing just now watched this scene in silence.

Her extremely weak body is comparable to that of a mortal, her pitiful face is full of tears, and the clothes she has worn for an unknown amount of time are in tatters and stained with blood. More importantly, this girl is only twelve or thirteen years old!

In the blood-stained room, the formation is still running, and blood is still being drawn out of his body...

Some great scholars froze in place. How could such a thing happen in their extremely holy temple?!

At this moment, the umbrella scholar took out a talisman from his arms, handed it to Su Mu, and sighed:

"I just learned that this matter was only done by Han Xi, and the Holy Court will be responsible for it."

Su Mu didn't pay attention, but devoted himself wholeheartedly to treating Dongcicada.

The next second, perhaps feeling the warmth and nourishment of Su Mu and many heavenly and earthly treasures, Dong Chan's blood-stained face twitched slightly, and a pair of eyes full of death slowly opened.

"elder brother?"
Chapter completed!