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ghost general.

How could there be ghost generals here.

The wits who were still awake were all dumbfounded.

They are no more than rank five, and facing these ghost generals of rank three, even if they all die, they may not be able to get hurt at all.

Chu He gritted his teeth and shouted sharply: "Gentlemen, defend the enemy with literary spirit!"

"The capital must have discovered the problem. As long as we can survive this period of time, we can be rescued!"

"Only by holding on can you live!"

While Chu He yelled loudly, there was a lot of literary energy, like a slap in the face, shaking violently.

As if waking up from a dream, the disciples of the academy shouted angrily and displayed their literary energy one after another, attacking the ghost cultivator continuously.

The disciples of the academy are the disciples of the academy. Although they are only five or six grades, they are more literary than other talents, and the classical Chinese is closer to Confucianism and Taoism.

Although the ghost general was third rank, he was affected a lot and had to protect his whole body with ghost energy.

The talented scholars in the capital performed very unbearably.

There are quite a few people who couldn't sit still, and couldn't wake up even if they were given a blow to the head, they just stared at the ghost general foolishly.

What's more, they burst into tears suddenly.

Chen Jiang came out of the study, saw the first floor, and laughed sarcastically.

"What my son said is indeed true. What kind of talented people from the Longmen will meet? You talented people are just people who are greedy for fame. It's really ridiculous!"

Seeing this, Li Jie furiously said, "Chen Jiang! You are the one who led this matter! Your son is still in this building!"

Chen Jiang laughed loudly and said, "My son is much smarter than you guys. He just ran away after completing the plan, so he doesn't have time to chat with you guys."

After all, everyone in the academy has limited literary energy, and the ghost will be enraged, he roars angrily, no longer cares about literary energy, and kills the talented scholars.

Just when everyone was in despair, a long sword descended from top to bottom with a rainbow-like momentum.

"One Sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States!"

There was only a bang, and the ghost king's hands protecting his head were smashed to pieces by the sword intent.

Everyone looked intently and saw that Chu He on the second floor was bursting with culture, and his culture was as strong as a great Confucian!

"It's Mr. Bailong! Mr. Bailong is still here!"

"Master Bailong has such a strong literary spirit! This literary spirit is stronger than my grandfather!"

"As long as Mr. Bailong is here, we don't have to be afraid!"

"Master Bailong can actually hurt a third-rank ghost general!"

Chu He grabbed Fusheng Pill and Futi Pill, stuffed it into his mouth, and then grabbed another handful and stuffed it to Ouyang Hong.

"These elixirs are distributed to the disciples of the academy, those with higher realms are given priority, and help me kill the enemy!"

Ouyang Hong nodded, flew down the stairs and distributed the pills to each other.

No one knew what these pills were, but they ate them all without hesitation, and no one even asked.

This is the absolute trust in Mr. Bailong, the number one in the outer courtyard of the academy, and in Chu He!

That sword strike just now was tantamount to reassuring everyone, at least letting everyone know that Mr. Bailong can still rival ghost generals.

"Chu He! How could you have such a powerful sword intent!" Seeing this, Chen Jiang was shocked and angry.

This is a majestic third-rank ghost general, and he was injured by Chu He!

Chu He just sneered.

Just now in the small place of the study, he couldn't use it, but it will be different outside.

It has been a month since he fought with Yu Feng, and he even entered the Book Pavilion after being injured to absorb his literary energy for a full month.

It ended in the snow, and the literary spirit increased even more. Although it has not yet reached the fourth rank, it has already touched the threshold of the fourth rank.

This time, even if he is still not a third-rank opponent, he will definitely not be defeated in an instant like he was against Yufeng.

With the help of the talented person below, there is no problem in delaying for a while.

The ghost general's arms were forcibly smashed apart by the literary qi, but the ghost general let out a painful roar, haunted by ghost energy, and within a moment, his arms were intact.

This is the advantage of ghost cultivation. It has no entity. As long as there is enough ghost energy, no matter what kind of injury it suffers, it can be replenished instantly.

"All disciples, help Master Bailong kill the enemy!"

Ouyang Hong roared angrily, bursting with literary spirit, "Make Jun Gaoyi drive away the present and the past, and sit in Jianzhou for three years!"

All the disciples shouted in unison.

"Make Jun Gaoyi drive away the present and the past, and sit in Jianzhou for three years!"

More than 20 talented scholars spoke classical Chinese in unison, and their literary energy condensed in the air, turning into a long sword together.

The talented scholars in the academy are only of the fifth rank or sixth rank, but their strength is comparable to that of a third rank Confucianism!

The long sword was like the wind, and suddenly stabbed at the ghost general.

The ghost general seemed to sense the terror in the long sword, and with a roar, all the ghost energy gathered in front of him.

After all, it is not so easy to resist the Wenqi Huajian of the third-rank great Confucianism.

There was only a bang, and the spirit of the ghost general's body had already been reduced by one-third.

However, this single strike almost drained the spirit of all the disciples in the academy.

Without any hesitation, everyone swallowed the assigned resurrection pill in one gulp, and sat cross-legged to recuperate their energy.

Seeing this, Chen Jiang yelled: "Come on! They have no energy now, kill them!"

The ghost general screamed, and rushed towards him waving his fists.

It's just that a loud classical Chinese voice suddenly came from the air.

"Kill a person in ten steps, and never stay behind!"

But in an instant, Pang Ran's literary spirit followed closely.

Chu He held the long sword of Wenqi, guarding in front of many academy disciples, and said with a sneer, "Master Chen, have you forgotten me?"

The ghostly aura surged all over his body, and Chu He had room to turn around, even if he was temporarily unable to do anything about it.

Once those academy disciples regained their energy, I'm afraid they will really be exhausted to death here.

A majestic ghost general, but there is nothing he can do about taking the talents of the highest fifth rank?

How does this make him angry!

"Go! Kill Chu He! Chu He was severely injured by you, and his body has not much energy!"

Seeing that the ghost general hesitated, Chen Jiang urged him sharply.

He didn't know the level of Yufeng, he just thought that Chu He was no more than a fifth-rank talent, no matter how strong he was, he was no better than a third-rank ghost general.

Who would have thought that Chu He's literary spirit would be so strong, and the disciples of the academy would work together to drag him down abruptly.

A quarter of an hour is not a long time. With the academy and those strong men in the capital, the great Confucian treasures can't last long, and it may even be less than a quarter of an hour.

If these people can't be killed before the Wen Bao is broken, and the news gets out, he, Chen Jiang, is a felony for punishing the Nine Clans!

The ghost general hesitated, and when he heard Chen Jiang's urging, he became furious and grabbed Chen Jiang.

Chen Jiang is only a fourth-rank martial artist, and he has been in the capital all year round. He has never fought at all. He has a fourth-rank martial arts realm, so he can't resist the ghost general. He couldn't help but open his eyes wide. into the mouth.

Where have these talented people seen the scene of the ghost cultivator eating people? Seeing Chen Jiang being stuffed into the mouth by the ghost general, they were all frightened and stupid.

Hearing the sound of cracking bones, everyone felt their scalps go numb and their bodies were cold.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost general roared, and his aura suddenly rose.