Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

Huang Yueli said in surprise: "What did you say? Li Moying, he...is sick? How could this happen?"

Mo Yi sighed, as if he wanted to say something, but he held back, and just said: "Miss San, after the master came back from you tonight, he locked himself in the room alone because he was in a bad mood. None of the subordinates dared to approach him...so we don't know when he got sick. By the time we found out, the master had completely lost his mind and rushed out of the room!"

Although he didn't dare to say it directly, he still expressed his dissatisfaction tactfully, implying that Li Moying's behavior was caused by Huang Yueli.

Huang Yueli couldn't care less about this, and said anxiously: "Then...how is he now?"

"Master rushed directly to the campus, and the college is in chaos now! Dean Jiang and others came out to stop him, but they still couldn't stop him. Some shadow guards have already returned to the sect to ask for help... The voice outside is so loud, Third Miss Didn't you hear that?"

Huang Yueli frowned, and said annoyedly: "I was in the refining room just now, and the sound-proof circle there is so effective, I didn't hear a single sound!"

As soon as Mo heard this, his tense expression relaxed a little.

Huang Yueli said again: "Why are you still here in a daze? Do you know where your master is now? Hurry up and take me to him!"

Mo Yilin hurriedly responded: "Yes, Miss San, please follow her subordinates to save people!"

He turned around and led the way, Huang Yueli hurriedly followed.

At this time, Xingyao Academy was completely in chaos.

Almost all the streets the two passed along the way had obvious signs of being struck by lightning. Some houses were more than half collapsed, and all kinds of terrified students fled in all directions.

All the teachers in the academy came out to maintain order, but the academy was still extremely chaotic.

Mo Yi led Huang Yueli to the front of the central square of the college, paused in his footsteps, and showed a solemn expression, "Miss San, the master is right in front!"

Huang Yueli looked up, and saw Li Moying's figure half-floating in the air, the deep purple thunder light surrounding his body, making a sizzling sound, just listening to this sound could make one's scalp go numb.

Behind Li Moying, a pair of dark wings made of thunder and lightning stretched backwards, with a wingspan of at least ten meters, not only allowing him to stay in mid-air, but also covering an area with a radius of more than ten meters. In his lightning field.

His well-defined handsome face was also under the electric light at this time, and his skin color, which was originally as white as jade, now faintly emitted a blue cold light, and his eyes flashed, and it seemed that there was also a sharp electric light, which made him look extraordinarily terrifying people.

No one dared to get close to him, and the area around the central square was cleared for more than a dozen miles. Only the martial artists above the seventh level of the academy were still nearby.

However, even they didn't dare to get too close, most of them hid at the edge of the square, watching Li Moying nervously, who looked like a god of death.

The only one who dared to get a little closer was Jiang Tuxin.

However, from the tense and horrified expression on his face, it can be seen that he is not without fear, and it can even be said that he is almost fainted from fright.

However, he is now the most powerful and highest-status martial artist in the entire Xingyao Academy. At such a critical moment, he is duty-bound and can only bite the bullet and step forward.