Luan Zhenfeng rushed to the front and shouted, "Don't be afraid! I'll hold this place. Go and strike the alarm bell to call the other peak masters to come and help!"

He had barely finished speaking when Lü Yun blasted him out of the main hall with a single palm strike.

Two of the pillars were broken.

As the top combatant of the Holy Capital Academy, with the strength of a late-stage Martial King, Lu Yun was far beyond what Luan Zhenfeng could handle.

The next second, his fellow disciples from Qing Shuang Peak blocked his way. "Master, please go and invite our two senior uncles here. We'll hold them off here!"

Upon hearing this, Luan Zhenfeng paused for a moment, feeling that these words seemed familiar.

"No matter who comes, you cannot escape this calamity today!"

Zhang Jinyang shouted, and a palm print quickly formed in his hand, making Lü Yun's attack even more ferocious.

"Hmph, you think you can win against us by using despicable means?"

The eldest disciple shouted, but the other disciples were equally unfazed. They had long practiced humanoid formations, reaching a level comparable to a Martial King, and this was their first real combat experience.

"Junior brothers, get ready!"

The eldest disciple leaped up, followed closely by his junior brothers, who charged forward in response. With the eleventh disciple at the center of the formation, the formation unleashed a power comparable to that of Lü Yun.

This truly surprised Luan Zhenfeng.

No matter what, he never expected that his disciples would have such formidable strength.

"Master, instead of just standing here, you should go and sound the alarm."

A voice suddenly rang out from his arms.

He looked down and saw it was the little magical beast covered in fur and wearing his Qing Shuang Peak disciple's robes. He recognized the little magical beast; it was Yan Qing's magical beast.

He was eloquent and quite intelligent.

"Can they hold off the hospital director?"

"Uh... with Eleventh Senior Brother (his chicken) around, it should be fine."

Jia Xitong glanced at the bright red figure perched on her eleventh senior brother's shoulder in mid-air. "You should go check on the others in the academy first. I heard that the two peak masters of Tianwu Peak and Shengyang Peak came to the main hall yesterday, and they are likely in grave danger."

Upon hearing this, Luan Zhenfeng immediately became serious.

He brandished his magical weapon, knocking down the cultivators around him who had been controlled by Zhang Jinyang. He then rushed into the side room and roared at the cultivators inside who were waiting to be summoned and were unaware of what was happening, "Zhang Jinyang, the peak master of Jinyang Peak, has been secretly cultivating demonic arts and has controlled the dean, the other two peak masters, and a large number of academy staff. Everyone, come with me and find all the cultivators who have been to the main hall!"

After saying that, he led the way towards the nearest peak, Shengyang Peak.

However, halfway there, he encountered the Peak Masters of Shengyang Peak and Tianwu Peak who had been chasing after him.

The two men appeared no different from usual, except their expressions were slightly stiff. They arrived with their personal disciples, blocking Luan Zhenfeng's path. "What are you doing?" they demanded.

Luan Zhenfeng looked at the two of them, somewhat unsure, "You two weren't controlled by Zhang Jinyang?"

"What control? We are here on the orders of the Dean. Your attack on the Dean by Qing Shuangfeng is an act of treason. We have come to arrest you."

After saying that, the two looked at the cultivators behind Luan Zhenfeng and asked, "What are you all standing there for? Do you want to betray the academy like him?"

Luan Zhenfeng never expected that he would be falsely accused. "They have been taken into Zhang Jinyang's control. Everyone, follow me and take them down!"

After these words were spoken, the cultivators behind them were momentarily unsure of whose advice to follow.

The group looked bewildered, which gave the two an opportunity to attack Luan Zhenfeng directly.

Facing two people stronger than himself, Luan Zhenfeng was once again at a disadvantage.

He was bullied by Lü Yun in the main hall, and then by two other peak masters on the way.

He's a good cook.

That's so tragic.

Even Jia Xitong, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore. With a flick of her little paw, she sent her Hun Tian Bracelet flying out.

With the help of the Hun Tian Bracelet, Luan Zhenfeng had a little room to catch his breath.

"Why aren't you coming to help? What are you standing there for?"

The peak masters of Shengyang Peak and Tianwu Peak looked at the cultivators beside them and said, "If the dean suffers even the slightest mishap, you will definitely be expelled from the Holy Capital Academy in the future."

Under the threat of being expelled, the group picked up weapons and looked at Luan Zhenfeng.

He's really pitiful.

But he was also very lucky.

The raccoon, the nemesis of demonic cultivators, is following him!

Jia Xitong took out the Formless Brush and swept it fiercely towards the two men with her spiritual power. A cloud of black smoke instantly rose from their bodies. Seeing this, Jia Xitong swept twice more, and the black smoke on their bodies was torn apart under the golden light. They then simultaneously vomited a mouthful of black blood and collapsed to the ground.

Even a Warcraft beast is stronger than him?!

Luan Zhenfeng's mouth was slightly open, and for a moment he looked a bit like the nineteenth senior brother who was always at the bottom of the group.

"Two Peak Masters!"

The others gasped in surprise.

By now it's clear who's telling the truth and who's lying, but the fact that the two peak masters are unconscious and the dean is being controlled is truly unsettling.

"Don't panic, I'm perfectly fine."

After speaking, Luan Zhenfeng looked at the two unconscious people and said, "A few people take them to Qing Shuang Peak to rest. The rest of you come with me to rescue the other people in the academy who are being controlled by Zhang Jinyang."

It is certain that the Little Raccoon's Formless Brush is the nemesis of demonic cultivators.

Luan Zhenfeng, relying on his thin bucket, was invincible, slaying all demons he encountered.

Dean's Hall

The twenty senior brothers, who were using the formation in actual combat for the first time, became more and more skilled as they fought. When the two sides clashed, it was a back-and-forth battle, and even Lü Yun, who was under control, was suppressed by them.

At this moment, all those controlled by Zhang Jinyang were released from Jia Xitong's control by his Wuxiang Brush.

Luan Zhenfeng led the remaining cultivators in a grand procession toward them.

Seeing the situation was hopeless, Zhang Jinyang glared fiercely at Luan Zhenfeng. He took out a strange pill, crushed it, and a cloud of black mist appeared around it.

When the smoke cleared, the other person was gone.

Along with her disappeared, Dean Lü Yun, who had been under control, was also gone. By the time Jia Xitong arrived, she hadn't even managed to touch the hem of his clothes.

"asshole"

Luan Zhenfeng cursed as he looked into the distance. If his disciples hadn't stopped him, he would have definitely chased after them.

"Only the dean was kidnapped."

The group discussed the current situation.

"Half of the people in the courtyard were under his control, and they have now all been sent to Qing Shuang Peak."

"Everyone, check again. Send everyone who seems suspicious to Xitong."

...

A group of people hurriedly discussed what to do next.

Zhang Jinyang's sudden transformation into a demonic cultivator caught everyone off guard. Although they discovered it early, he had already controlled nearly half of the academy's disciples and teachers.

Among them are the dean and the peak master!

If it weren't for the fine buckets, cleaning up the controlled cultivators within the academy would have required an enormous amount of effort.

Luan Zhenfeng, who had previously paid little attention to raccoons, looked at her with a mixture of curiosity and satisfaction in his eyes.

This little beast truly lives up to its reputation as the magical beast of that scoundrel Yan Qing.

Just as Jia Xitong finished sending the message to Shang Yanting using a communication talisman, she felt an intense gaze fixed on her...

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