"Hey, why are you..." Wen Yan screamed in shock, but he also remembered halfway through his words: Xifan has always been hurt!

Because of his serious injury, he was unable to move and had been in a wheelchair since the first day of Amaterasu Academy.

Because of the serious injury, this dangerous spirit of essence can be practiced through practice for seven days, while Xifan can only last for three days.

However, in the end, Xi Fan completed the breakthrough and completion in just one day and one night, but this cultivation was useless to the injuries he had already had. Killing Luo Ting, it was obvious that Xi Fan was enduring the serious injuries left by the two people behind him when he fought against Xing Luo. After completely killing Luo Ting, he immediately fell to the ground.

“Hey hey!”

Wen Yan's injuries were not light at the moment. He barely tried to walk over with his hands on the table, but in the end his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.

Only then did she understand why Xifan killed Luo so happily.

Because he had no choice. He knew that he would be unable to hold on immediately and not kill him. He could only wait for Luo Ting to come back and kill them.

Otherwise, even if Luo Ting should kill, Xi Fan would not be unclear about the troubles of such a killing method, and would not have thought that Wen Yan had only had a little deal with him, but this person who had been seriously injured had already given her a particularly steady and reliable feeling.

kill!

Wen Yan originally thought that this rash move was actually the safest choice in this situation.

She was wrong.

This guy is indeed as solid and reliable as he gives people the impression.

Just now...

"How are you? It's okay, you!" Wen Yan sneered on the ground and shouted, tears falling down again. When she encountered danger, she never cried. She always felt that she was really strong and independent. But when she had support, she cried; when support just fell down like this, she cried again.

Wen Yan tried his best and fell to Xifan.

"Hey! Hey!"

She didn't dare to shake Xifan's body lying in the pool of blood, but she just tried hard and shouted again. But Xifan seemed to be completely unconscious and just lay there quietly, just like his state when he was practicing this day.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone?"

Wen Yan no longer cared about anything else. As long as he came, no matter who he was, it would be fine. But what's the use of just shouting like this? At this time, there are almost no one who will come to the library.

Calm down, be calm. Warmly remind yourself. She no longer has the energy to do anything, and it is meaningless to just shout like this.

The soul of the sound!

You need to play the role of the Soul of Singing to convey the sound further away.

Be calm... don't be confused, concentrate, and speak with courage...

Wen Yan closed his eyes, tried hard to gather his spirit, endured the pain of his injuries, tried to control the chaotic power of the soul, and tried hard to extract Ming's courage from it, relying on what she needed to operate.

"Is there anyone... someone coming!!!"

Finally, he drove the shouts from Mingzhi's courage and walked out of the room, penetrated through the woods, climbed over the treetops, and echoed over Amaterasu Academy.

Is there anyone?

No matter who it is, come quickly...

Wen Yan muttered it silently in his heart, and finally exhausted all his energy and completely fainted.

Is there anyone?

Of course there are people in Amaterasu Academy.

However, when Lu Ping carried Su Tang on his back and was about to rush out of the library with Molin on his back, he hoped not to meet anyone.

Because Wen Yan said that there was a person who could find the target by relying on smell, hiding became meaningless and needed to pass away the pursuers by speed. So Lu Ping wanted to run out of the library, and the wide environment was more conducive to using speed to decide the outcome. But just as he was about to rush out of the library, he felt a strong wind passing by him extremely violently. A figure instantly smeared directly in front of him, blocking his way.

"Oh, stay..." When this man said this, he didn't look happy, but instead looked sad.

He was just here to make up the numbers and go through the motions, but unexpectedly the situation eventually developed into a scene that he had to deal with. This really went against his true intentions, so he showed it very realistically on his face.

"My name is Qiao Cheng, and I am Qiao Ying's brother. I heard from him that you will soon." Qiao Cheng, who was frowning, said to Lu Ping.

"You seem to be faster." Lu Ping said.

"I'm faster than Hashi Ying's words, but you..." Hashi Cheng raised his hand and pointed: "If I hadn't brought two people like this, I would have thought it would be hard to say."

Two people, one carrying the back and the other holding it. Even if it is not a problem for Lu Ping, it will not have any effect on running. A cultivator with a slightly more average speed may not be as good as him. But the brother of the third-grade Hiroshi Hashi, who is also a fourth-grade student who grows at speed, suddenly surpassed Lu Ping.

Hiding, savage, and savage spirit find them; running away, there are strong people with such speed. Daoran is not just looking for someone to help his fist. He has already estimated some possible situations and is very targeted. He has played a corresponding role now. Daoran has already rushed behind Lu Ping with great pride.

"Run! You guys continue running! Can you run so fast with two people? You can do it, why don't you run now?" Daoran was not in a hurry to take action. Obviously, he no longer felt that Lu Ping had any chance. He was ready to play with this opponent leisurely to wash away the shame he suffered in the morning.

When he thought of this, Daoran couldn't help but touch his right wrist again. In the morning, Lu Ping was tightly grasped by his muscles until his muscles were squeezed to both sides, he once suspected that his wrist was going to be ruined. But after he returned, he found that the injury was not too serious, especially for a cultivator like him who was extremely strong and strong.

So he quickly found some powerful helpers and returned here. He didn't want to wait a few more days for the scene that happened in the morning to spread throughout Amaterasu Academy. It would really damage his reputation. He wanted to get the scene back as soon as possible.

However, Daoran didn't mind showing his magnanimity, and he decided to give the other party a chance.

"Kneel down and admit your mistake, I can consider forgiveing ​​you." Daoran said arrogantly.

"Author to admit your mistake? What's wrong with me?" Lu Ping looked at him, with a confused look on his face, so confused that Daoran was a little hurt. He felt that Lu Ping clearly didn't take him seriously, and clearly was teasing him.

"Just say this to you, you have lost the opportunity to apologize!" Daoran gritted his teeth. He vowed to make this guy regret it, regretted missing the opportunity to kneel down and admit his mistake.

"Go to die!!" Daoran roared and rushed forward, squirting.

Once he made a move, he did not leave any force. The strength of fifteen times the force was strong, and the destructive power of the second-level divine weapon was increased by 30%. When he swung this punch, even Qiao Cheng, who was standing behind Lu Ping and blocking Lu Ping's way, felt the powerful power of soul coming towards him.

Daoran is indeed not a useless playboy. He has good talent and is indeed the best in Amaterasu Academy. He found someone to help, but the helpers did not think that their strength was above Daoran. Especially if he fought head-on, Makoto Hashi would think that he was definitely not an opponent, and in the end he could only rely on speed to escape.

And Lu Ping, who is facing Daoran, also has the advantage of speed.

Will he run?

This was Qiao Cheng's doubt. He took a few steps back, and at the same time he avoided Daoran's terrifying fist pressure, and at the same time he was a little further away to control Lu Ping's actions. Although he was reluctant, since he had reached this point, he might have to help Daoran do his best.

But Lu Ping didn't run away. He just raised his hand and threw out the two people he was carrying.

"Help me continue." he shouted.

"Eh?" Qiao Cheng was stunned, not expecting that Lu Ping actually threw all the two people he was carrying to him. But his body had already taken action like a conditioned reflex and caught all the two people very quickly.

"What's the situation?!" He was completely puzzled by Qiao Cheng's two people being quickly put on the ground. Even if he didn't show too obvious fighting spirit, this position was always clear at a glance, right? This guy actually handed his partner to himself. What was he thinking? Although... although he really wouldn't feel uncomfortable with his two partners, fuck... Thinking of this way, this guy's judgment was extremely accurate?

boom!

Before Qiao Cheng could come to his senses, there was a loud noise in front of him, and the echo echoed in the corridor for a long time, and a figure hit him like a cannonball.

"What's the situation!" Qiao Cheng screamed in surprise again, but this time this time it came too fast and too fierce, so he didn't dare to take it. With his super fast skills, he finally flashed to the side. A strong wind passed by him strongly, and behind him, there was another loud noise of collision. Qiao Cheng turned his head and saw Lu Ping hitting a tree, directly crushing the bark, and some of it fell into the tree. The big tree that was hit violently was shaking, as if it was autumn, and the leaves were falling down. Lu Ping's right hand, blood flowed down, gathered on his fingertips, and fell on the dead leaves on the ground.

"Boy, I really have the courage to stand up and try punching me again?" Daoran walked out of the library.

He actually fought against Daoran. Is this kid stupid?

Qiao Cheng was stunned. The supernatural powers strengthened by fifteen times the power, and the second-level magic weapon with a commission of 30% destructive power. How stupid is this to choose to collide with Daoran directly?

Lu Ping, who fell under the tree, had a little confused on his face. He was obviously a little surprised. Daoran's power suddenly became much greater than when he encountered it in the morning. But soon he noticed the boxing gloves on Daoran's hand.

A magic weapon?

It’s not that Lu Ping didn’t know the role of the magic weapon, but he didn’t have much contact. The result was just like Wen Yan, and he also suffered this unexpected loss.

"What expression do you have? Are you planning to kneel down? Unfortunately, you have lost the opportunity. But you can still try it. Maybe you can still impress me. I am still easy to talk to. Hahahaha." Daoran laughed and walked forward with great strides, but just as he walked past Qiao Cheng, a strong wind suddenly came from his side.

Daoran turned his head and saw that it was the girl who needed Lu Ping to carry her back to punch him.

"Are you looking for death?" Daoran shook his body slightly without thinking, and punched the girl without mercy.

(Sorry, everyone, I can only have this chapter tonight!)
Chapter completed!