Five large holes appeared in the wall of the mansion, and people and weapons were embedded into five waves in turn. Su Qingyi was only fourteen years old and was unable to block Du Xiuzhen, who was in great murderous intention. The only people left were Xing Zhen.

Xing Zhen understood that the heavy sword punishment was pasted with the light-chasing talisman. It seemed to be no different from the flying sword, but in fact it was very different. With Du Xiuzhen's cultivation level, he could quickly see through the authenticity.

The black punishment flew away, and the dark boy followed closely behind. Seeing that Du Xiuzhen did not dare to make a promise, he was just like dealing with the flying sword.

Du Xiu Needle, who was a little confused, raised his jade hand to condense his spiritual energy in his palm. For example, the front and back layers of the millstone rotated in the front and reverse directions. The bombardment of the punishment was firmly absorbed on the surface and rotated with the rotation of the millstone.

Xing Zhen, who followed closely behind, was secretly happy in his heart. In an instant, thirteen punches were handed out in succession. The first layer of the spiritual ink plate was first covered with cracks like porcelain, and then it exploded and smashed.

The punishment went further and resisted the last 10% of the millstone. At this time, Du Xiuzhen found out that he was trapped and snorted coldly::Boy, treacherous.

Xing Zhenchun's body was rotating without hearing, and bypassed the spiritual energy grinding disc, the internal force was superimposed on the 14th fist and suddenly came out. The fist wind was slightly red, and it could be seen inside and emitted, exactly the same color as the fire dragon in the body.

Du Xiuzhen, who did not understand martial arts, used his palms to fists. His calm and freehand face changed color instantly, and the spiritual energy in his palms was actually burned by the martial arts gust.

Although the divine cultivator without spiritual energy protection has a high realm, his body is far from the truth of punishment. After one blow, the gaps between his palms and fingers cracked, and strands of blood overflowed.

Du Xiuzhen was shocked and did not dare to touch his hands abruptly. His body was slightly opened and did not correspond to the front, and the other hand slid down. This was the spiritual power hitting the ground, so that he could feel at ease and boldly confront the strange fists on the opposite side.

Xing Zhen had expected that his waist was bent backward, and the spiritual power mill was brushing against the tip of his nose. Then he stood up quickly and grabbed Xing Zhuo and promoted with all his strength. The advantages of martial arts are undoubtedly revealed, and the power possessed by a strong body is not comparable to Du Xiuzhen.

Xing Zhen made more than ten steps and repeatedly punched the sword hilt again. Du Xiuzhen would not sit and wait for death, so he shouted: suppress it.

The white spiritual energy rolled in, everywhere, and a prison was formed in an instant, trapping Xingzhen in the center.

Seeing that the spiritual energy cage was about to be formed, the true weak was trapped in an airtight space, and the consequences were unimaginable.

Xing Zhenshuai first broke the last layer of millstone and held the sword in both hands and turned horizontally. The punishment and spiritual energy rubbed, and Mars splashed into a thread.

Su Qingyi was worried and ignored Xing Zhen's advice and rushed forward again. With Xing Zhen in front of him, she attracted all the aura, and the ponytail girl easily entered the battle circle.

While Du Xiuzhen was concentrating on dealing with Xing Zhen, he suddenly spoke: The wind was light and the clouds were calm.

The girl's voice was crisp and pleasant, as gentle as the warm wind of spring. As soon as she finished speaking, the wall of the spiritual cage of fingertips was about meter thick, and after a breeze was blown by a breeze, she was instantly weak and killed.

Du Xiuzhen was quite brave and calmly said: When Qingyi returned, she didn't have to ask for him. It's understandable that her skills were inferior to others. Students from Cailuan Academy can compete with each other, but they must be consistent with the outsiders when dealing with outsiders. Even if they lose, they will not lose to others, and there is no reason to ask for others.

Su Qingyi was unmoved. Whether it was Xing Zhen or Du Xiuzhen in the girl's heart, they were all right, and no one deserved to die.

He insisted: Brother Xing Zhen, please.

When Xing Zhen stopped his actions, he no longer had the intention to kill. It was not because he had a good impression of Du Xiuzhen, but because he trusted Su Qingyi.

He looked at the crying girl and comforted her: Stop crying, just hear Qingyi. Then, the boy's eyes turned black and he died of overdrawing.

Xing Zhen did not kill him, and Du Xiuzhen did not want to take advantage of others' danger. Since the war has stopped, Du Xiuzhen was lucky to be selling his favor.

Originally, seeing Xing Zhen’s care for Su Qingyi, Du Xiu had a little favor to Xing Zhen. At this moment, the young man was overdrawn and unconscious, and his little favor was gone.

Frowning and scolding: Dingtu Zi.

Su Qingyi didn't understand why, and couldn't figure out why Brother Xing Zhen became a disciple. He raised his mouth lightly and wanted to speak.

Du Xiuzhen's tone was rude: No need to explain, carry all the wounded into the mansion first. They can't make any troubles, and when they wake up, they are making decisions on how to punish them."

He glared at Su Qingyi fiercely and asked: Hu Qiugu is really not dead?

Su Qingyi nodded gently and muttered: You can tell if you go and take a look.

With a swish, Du Xiu Needle disappeared and his figure appeared next to the wall. He reached out to his apprentice's breath and slowly relaxed.

After this storm, he accompanied Hu Qiugu to make things difficult for Su Qingyi's three students. He no longer dared to deceive anything and told his mentor Du Xiuzhen all the things he made.

After hearing this, the latter felt powerlessness suddenly surged into his heart. He waved his hand and retreated to the three students, staring at the apprentice on the bed in a daze.

After a long time, I said: It is the fault of being a teacher. I am not strict in discipline and I am not patient instructing you later. How can I be a tutor of the college? I will apologize after returning to the college. Then I will take you to retreat to the mountains and forests and stay away from these troubles from now on.

He was both a teacher and a relative, and sat down to the edge of the bed. He reached out to help his apprentice strand his forehead to cover his hair from his eyes, then picked up a towel and wiped away the blood from the girl's face little by little.

A green robe lay flat on the bed, her upper body was wrapped in bandages, wrapped like a purpose. The moment her face was touched by the master's warm towel, her closed eyes trembled slightly, and liquid slipped off the corners of her eyes.

Du Xiuzhen's heart softened and his fingers trembled.

Dang~Dangdang~The sound of knocking on the door came, Du Xiuzhen touched his face randomly, straightened his clothes and said softly: There is no outsider, come in.

Su Qingyi brought Dandelion to the door and pushed the door open. The former stepped forward and looked at Hu Qiugu. He suddenly felt unbearable and complained in a low voice: Brother Xing Zhen is too heavy to attack.

Du Xiuzhen, who knew the truth, was very sensible and did not blame Xing Zhen and others. At this time, he actually comforted him with patience: Qingyi does not need to blame herself, it was Qiu Gu's child who suffered the consequences. Xing Zhen did it right. Even if Qiu Gu was killed at that time, Qiu Gu deserved the crime.

He sighed and continued: Oh, Qiugu is not as envious as Qingyi, otherwise he would not have ended up like this. The consequences he planted will still have to bear in the end.

Su Qingyi could see the tutor's discomfort and didn't know how to comfort her. She had to change the topic: tutor, this is Brother Xing Zhen's friend, his surname is Pu Gongling. Brother Xing Zhen is unconscious, so he came here to take Brother Xing Zhen to apologize to you.

Du Xiu Needle swept the man Changran and said for no reason: Birds of a feather.

He didn't have any mercy and said slowly: There is no need to apologize. Just as Hu Qiugu's incident, Xing Zhen and this young man are not wrong. It is me who should apologize, and injure you indiscriminately.

He paused for a moment and asked: Is the punishment really okay?

Dandelion clasped his fists: Senior Xie Du was concerned, there was no big deal about Zheng Zhen, and I guess he would wake up tomorrow.

Du Xiuzhen asked again: Where are you?

Dandelion smiled heartily: It’s just skin trauma, it’s not a problem.
Chapter completed!