Hearing Zhao Hai's words, the man was stunned. Then, he smiled and said, " &Quot; to be able to cross the sea, you are indeed not a mortal. You are indeed strong from the soldier soul continent. What a pity, you will die today. &Quot;

Zhao Hai looked at the man and smiled. &Quot; &Quot; although I don't know who you are, I really just want to say this. I'm just an ordinary Wukong level master from the soldier spirit continent. I came to the literature continent to travel and communicate, and I don't want to be involved in your power struggle. You don't have to look at me. Although I'm studying in the calligraphy Academy now, I'll study in other Academies in the future. Besides, I don't have to enter the calligraphy Academy, but I'm in tideviewing city. Here, I can only enter the calligraphy yard, so now you've gathered so many people to find trouble with me, isn't that a bit too much?"

"Do you want us to spare your life by saying that?" the man looked at Zhao Hai and asked in a deep voice. But do you think that's possible? Since we're already here, we naturally have to bring something back. I think it's best to bring your head."

Zhao Hai looked at the man and shook his head. He sighed and said, " &Quot; there have always been a lot of people who want to kill me, whether it's in the soldier spirit continent or here. In the soldier spirit continent, every Empire wants to kill me. I'm still alive and well, and I'm walking around under their eyes, so they can't do anything to me. If you people from the Civil continent really want to kill me, then bring this news back to the soldier spirit continent. I think some people will be very happy. I don't think you have any chance."

The man looked at Zhao Hai and smiled, " "We'll only know if we have a chance after we fight. I know it's hard for us to kill you alone, so we came with five people. Hehe, I'd like to see how you're going to escape from us."

Zhao Hai looked at the man and smiled, " "Escape? Why should I escape? I've never thought of escaping. On the contrary, if you all suddenly die, won't the people behind you be very disappointed?"

When the man heard Zhao Hai's words, he couldn't help but laugh, " "Good, you're crazy enough. But unfortunately, I don't like people who are more crazy than me, so you're dead." With that, he waved his hand, and four more scholars came from different directions. This included the scholar who had fought with Zhao Hai.

The few of them surrounded Zhao Hai. Zhao Hai looked at them and smiled, " &Quot; this is an ancient battlefield. If we destroy this place, the future generations will never be able to see this well-preserved ancient battlefield again. Everyone, let's invite the world. &Quot; After saying that, Zhao Hai's body moved and he flew into the air.

Seeing Zhao Hai fly up, the others were stunned. However, they immediately flew up as well. The few of them still formed a circle around Zhao Hai.

At this time, in a courtyard of the calligraphy yard, a few scholars stood and floated in the air. One of them, a middle-aged scholar in his forties, said to a scholar in his sixties, " "Director, are we really not going to do anything? What if Zhao Hai is killed by them?"

The scholar in his sixties was GE Changqing, the Dean of the Academy of calligraphy. He looked at the scholar and said in a deep voice, " "Don't worry, he won't die so easily. If he really dies, we won't lose anything. We can use this opportunity to make an issue and suppress the chess Hall."

When the middle-aged scholar behind him heard him say this, he wanted to say something. In the end, he thought about it and said nothing. He just stood there and looked at the distant sky. There, six auras were entangled together. It was obvious that they had already fought.

Although Zhao Hai didn't know what the people of the calligraphy yard were doing, he could feel that there were several auras watching them from the calligraphy yard. However, the other party clearly had no intention of helping him.

Zhao Hai laughed coldly. He didn't need any help, and the other party's reaction was within his expectations. After all, this was the land of literature. No matter what, he was an outsider, and those people had no need to help him.

However, Zhao Hai had never expected them to help him. Today, he was going to go on a killing spree. He wanted to let the people of the mainland of culture know that although he was alone, he was not someone to be trifled with. Anyone who provoked him would have to pay the corresponding price.

After Zhao Hai was in mid-air, he moved his hand and iron pineapple appeared in his hand. At the same time, with a thought, the Golden Shark sword appeared beside him, dancing around him.

Those people were stunned when they saw the Golden Shark sword. They had never seen such a weapon that could fly on its own, which made them even more careful.

Zhao Hai looked at them and smiled, " "Everyone, you've all seen this weapon of mine. Then, none of you can think of leaving today. Prepare to die." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hai had already rushed toward the few people.

The few of them also brandished their weapons and charged at Zhao Hai. The weapons they wielded were also extremely rare. There were two books, two pens, and a zither.

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