Hu Bugui's body traveled a thousand meters in the blink of an eye and reached the edge of the invisible cylinder. He would leave here and solve the problem of the bastard in front of him.

As he took a step and left the black plane with a radius of a thousand meters, a heavy gale appeared seamlessly in the cylinder instead of him. The gale was strange, rushing from the center of the earth to the sky. Everything in it was destroyed in the gale, turning into dust fragments, even the air could not escape.

"This wind is a little strange."

The scarred rock dragon's body was pierced through, but it still stood in the wilderness. The man above it had a square face, like a mahjong tile. He looked at the strong wind in the column and felt something was wrong. The airflow should not be wind, but heavy metal flowing, but they were too fast, so only a shadow was left. Countless shadows overlapped, like a giant pillar formed by a storm in the air.

The man guessed correctly. What was behind Hu Bugui was not wind, but metal swords. They rose to the sky and beyond the clouds. When they left the cylinder, they were already in outer space, but they were always in the trajectory of the Great Wilderness. They turned around, like numerous small fish fry, which suddenly scattered after emerging from the water pipe. The direction of the fish fry was all over the pond, and the place where these swords went was where Hu Bugui was!

The sharp sound of wind soon reached everyone's ears, and the swords gathered around Hu Bugui, stopping as he did, aiming at everyone. Even though there was no more shadowy wind in the column, there were still countless swords, tearing the remaining clouds in the sky, and it was shocking when they fell. With this number, the skin of more than 300 people could be pierced all over, leaving no space, and there were still extra swords.

Hu Bugui walked slowly forward, and the swords and knives behind him, each locked on their targets, were like a metal ocean, appearing here under his power.

"If you want to survive, stand behind me."

Hu Bugui repeated again that even if these guys were possibly infected with the black energy magic, he wanted to kill them directly. But everyone retreated, and some even wet their pants out of fear. You can follow the crowd, but you have to consider the consequences.

"Everyone stand back! This is his world of disaster."

Dimuli looked at the sky, and saw swords everywhere, as if piercing the air into a hedgehog. Even though Dimuli was a long-time friend of Hu Bugui, he had only seen this move once. When he used it that time, it was far less powerful than it is now. At that time, hundreds of swords were the limit, and they were all ordinary swords condensed from the gold element's energy, not very powerful. But now, if you look closely at these swords, you can find that they are not ordinary things.

"Senior, why do these swords have the luster of the old man's scales?"

Xia Xiao also noticed this problem, but Tianming was more sensitive to it. When he had a little doubt, the latter had already asked the question.

"These are his scales."

"Using your own scales as weapons?"

Xia Xiao was a little confused. Isn't this asking for trouble? Even if the scales leave the body, they can still go back. But when the scales are pulled out, it should be painful, right?

"The world of disasters represents his unwillingness to bear it. It is his way of enumerating his crimes and making others see their sins clearly. Hu Bugui doesn't want to kill them more than anyone else. These students only have memories of the foothills. They left before they could even figure out a corner of the academy. In that memory, Hu Bugui was the person they had the most contact with."

"I didn't expect Senior to be so tender."

"This is what the Black Dragon lacks the most and what he needs the least."

Tianming's race is the king of the Great Forest. A king needs to be strong and powerful, not indecisive. Therefore, that race is as cold as iron. Tianming has lived in the oppressive Black Dragon Castle since he was a child. When he was young, he didn't think the atmosphere was strange. But when he came to the academy, the relaxed atmosphere here was in stark contrast to the royal family in his memory, which also made him feel a little tender.

If they were in the Great Forest, Tianming would never accompany Fenglu for a walk in the peach forest, but Fenglu changed, and he changed too, becoming normal and needing beautiful scenery and beautiful women to accompany him. All the wild beasts that came to the academy were changing. They thought it was not a good thing at first, but later they felt that it was not a bad thing. They always felt that they were missing something, and now they have found it.

Hu Bugui was found earlier. He was not a black dragon that turned into a human, but a human who could turn into a black dragon. In that era when no wild beasts came to the academy, he pioneered and spent a lot of time to make others accept him. He has his own rules for getting along, which is to be himself. As it happens, he is a gentle person. He was criticized in the big forest, but he lived well in the human world.

Hu Bugui never lied, never broke his promises, but sometimes he would deceive himself, just like now. He had told Xia Xiao, Ah Zhu, Xiao Ran, and all the students that he would get rid of all those evil disciples, leaving no one behind, but now he was soft-hearted. Being soft-hearted is not a completely bad thing, but being careless is. Therefore, he carefully performed his strongest move, and with every step forward, the world of disaster created by the metal swords shrank a little, surrounding everyone.

The team of teachers stood outside the disaster world. Hu Bugui was old and frail, and it was up to them to protect the students' safety. Several teachers were injured, and while receiving treatment, they looked at Hu Bugui. He had said it twice, and he would not say it a third time. This was his last dignity.

When the evil disciple and Hu Bugui drew their swords and crossbows, the latter's dignity was thrown to the ground and trampled on repeatedly. So he did not give in this time, there was no room for concession.

Several men with scruffy beards stood there, watching Hu Bugui in a daze. When they were overtaken by the straight line represented by Hu Bugui's figure but did not stand behind him, swords and knives fell like a downpour. The last sword penetrated through the pupil, making the intruder repent for his crime, but it was too late to make up for it.

The sword pierced into the body, and the body sank down with a bang. Suddenly, dust rose from the body covered with swords. Under the dark brown sky, there was a black tomb with swords stuck vertically on it, causing the ground to sink a little.

As Hu Bugui stepped forward, the people in front of him kept retreating, running in the opposite direction of where Hu Bugui came from. No one dared to stop, no one dared to slow down, and no one dared to doubt Hu Bugui's strength.

An old man who is dying and may die at any time has white hair and a gray beard. They flutter involuntarily in the breeze, giving rise to a sense of loneliness. But it is such an old man who stands in the wilderness and forces more than 200 practitioners to a dead end. If he wants, they will all die in an instant, but he is waiting, not for these people to abandon the dark and join the light, but for his conscience to be completely convinced.

There was no way out now. Some men laughed loudly and said crazily:

"One wrong step, all wrong! There is no turning back now. Farewell, senior!"

The man knelt on his knees, kowtowed heavily to Hu Bugui, and then flew towards him. He had very little dignity left, so he didn't want to bow his head again, and didn't want to admit his mistakes again. Fortunately, he threw himself at Hu Bugui, turning into a brilliant firework, and ended his life in a very splendid way.

Some people knew his intention and shook their heads in regret, but they were a minority. Moreover, they would not walk behind Hu Bugui. They had seen too much darkness and could not resist the erosion of darkness. Therefore, even if the pure land in their hearts was illuminated by the sun, it would be of no use. They all threw themselves at Hu Bugui and ended their lives in a loud explosion by self-destructing the Yuanqi Tree.

This way of confession became an encouragement to many people, and they rushed forward when they had no other options.

"Hu Bugui, there was nothing wrong with establishing the academy! But it was wrong to play tricks on us."

"Meet those you killed in the explosion!"

"The academy will eventually be destroyed. The noble hat is too high and will be knocked down sooner or later!"

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Amidst the countless voices, Hu Bugui shook his head helplessly. The academy had never forced anyone to come, nor had it ever forced anyone to leave without reason. Those who came had ambitions, and those who left had made mistakes. In the end, it was the academy that was too gentle and forgot to express the primitive laws of the wilderness. All the weak will be dominated by the strong.

Dozens of people rushed over, and although their skins were all cracked, they were nailed to the spot one by one by the cone-shaped spears falling from the sky. Then, the swords behind Hu Bugui fell down in unison, stabbing them to death. The speed of Hu Bugui's spears and swords was faster than the speed of those people destroying their own vitality trees, but there were exceptions.

An explosion exploded in front of Hu Bugui. Although he had a shield of vitality outside his body, the explosion only caused ripples on it. But he suddenly stopped and took on many more explosions. The chain explosions caused the ripples of the vitality layer outside Hu Bugui's body to be abnormal. Although it was far from being broken, he suddenly bent his legs and knelt on the ground.

At this moment, the ocean of metal swords dissipated behind Hu Bugui, and the spears that were threatening the academy traitors above his head all fell to the ground, turning into an invisible black breath that passed through the air waves generated by the explosions, returned to Hu Bugui's body, and became a part of him again.

Hu Bugui panted loudly, and his eyes looked at the ground with tears because of the burden on his body. Old, old. I am afraid that after this time, I will never be able to fight again. Hu Bugui's breath was weak for a moment, and his old body was finally defeated by the years. All the waste in his youth was reflected at this moment.

The man standing on top of the rock dragon noticed that Hu Bugui's breath had decreased. He raised his strong arms and used his powerful palms to push away the layers of dust and grass in front of him. He saw blood flowing from Hu Bugui's mouth. The man became excited, looked around, and after confirming that the sword had disappeared, he hurriedly gave orders.

"Kill those students!"

Compared with the old thing and the young thing, the former is more precious to the college. But killing the latter will be more frustrating to the college. What kind of college is it if it can't even protect its own students? What's the point of educating people?

Only half of the 300 people were left. They turned around and headed for the students. Although the teachers blocked most of them, ten people were still caught.

"As long as they stop you, they will die!"

The rock dragon could not rise into the air, so it tumbled on the ground like a snake. This action made Dimuli disdainful. What dragon? It was just a snake. He looked at those who rushed into the students' team, and his tone was quite confident.

"Look, they're not as fragile as you think."