Call~~~

He Yingwu was lying on the bluestone bed, his heart was haggard.

He had never been so tired, even when he was running for his life in the apocalyptic world, in the wilderness outside Pine City, he was only physically exhausted and wanted to die, and now he was mentally haggard.

On the surface, he seems to be an out-and-out abuser, at most he slaps people and teaches attack techniques very simply, how can he be tired?

But in fact, trying to be a teacher, He Yingwu knew that it was too difficult and too difficult to teach these people well, and every moment, he needed to rack his brains to design different training programs for each person.

Light, not topped;

It's heavy, and people can't hold it up and collapse, which is not the original intention of He Yingwu.

He has to carefully observe everyone's reactions, carefully grasp the scale, some people have rough skin and thick meat, no matter how they fight, some people are sensitive and have strong self-esteem, once they exceed the critical value, they really create a pervert, which is also very troublesome.

Moreover, He Yingwu still has to beware of his own psychopathology, the reason is very simple: he gave others purgatory, first of all, he himself was in purgatory.

Over time, he didn't feel like himself anymore.

Bilateral torture.

......

Song Liancheng was both a bystander and a participant, and along the way, he brought him only one intuitive feeling: although the sect master had a fierce history, he was like a creator, and easily reborn this group of people!

Isn't the so-called Creator capable of creating all things?

Awesome!

In fact, according to Song Liancheng's thoughts, it is obvious that the Shaking Light Sect should recruit disciples and expand the scale of the sect.

For example, they can completely use twelve people as inner disciples, and newly recruited disciples as outer disciples, so that the minimum framework of a sect can be built.

But the sect master was not interested, and devoted all his energy to cultivating the twelve.

......

It's another full day of intense training, and it's late at night.

Everyone had long been accustomed to such days, and they all barely shook their spirits, climbed out of the spiritual stone mining channel, and went straight to Shaguang Island.

In June, the sea has long thawed, the waves are rising and falling, and everyone is riding the waves.

"Eh, Elder Song!" On the way, Qian Shutong suddenly didn't look back, and his right arm suddenly swung back, showing a dragon half-swinging tail, "Are you coming? Are you sure you want to come?"

Song Liancheng, who was about to sneak attack, took out half of his palm, laughed, and immediately stopped.

In the past two months, the success rate of his sneak attack has been getting lower and lower, even if he was not discovered at the beginning, once he was entangled, most of them were five or five starts.

It's not that the realm of these guys is high, but their fierce and treacherous, fearless attacks, often make Song Liancheng frightened.

After a few trials, Song Liancheng knew very well that these guys were really desperate!

......

They soon came to Shake Light Island, said hello, and went back to their houses.

He Yingwu walked alone, walking to the stone house on the top of the mountain, the moon was half round, and the light was clear.

Just as he was about to push the door into the house, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him, and someone ran over quickly: "Sect Master, I have an idea about breaking through the storage center!"

It's Qian Shutong.

"Oh!" He Yingwu paused, "Then you can tell me." ”

Uncle Qian and the immortal sword in his hand, brushed dozens of sword marks on the ground, and said implicitly excitedly: "This is the main transportation route of the Thousand Islands Island Spirit Stone Pipe Network, and they are gathered in the storage center ......."

These most basic information, He Yingwu is naturally very clear, he was about to interrupt this guy to ask him to say the point, and suddenly his heart moved!

Huo Ran turned his head!

In the air, the three demon kings of the silver fox, the blood lion, and the fat tiger hung in the air, and in the middle of the three demon kings, there was an indifferent phantom with white hair and fairy wind bones, and its body was huge, three feet high!

Remnants of the gods?!

Three Demon Arch Saints?!

That's not right!

The remnants of the gods are obviously the old grandfathers hidden in the White Water Ring, and the three demon kings are from the Ten Thousand Beasts Diagram!

He Yingwu frowned, he wanted to rebel?!

But seeing Qian Shutong suddenly smiled evilly, more than ten hideous scars on his face writhed like a living earthworm, turning into an afterimage, and flew back in a hurry!

Behind him, the demon king roared, as fast as lightning, divided into left, middle, and right three ways to cooperate tacitly, and directly attacked He Yingwu!

And the void of the god in the air smiled indifferently, and his right palm slanted downward, turning into thousands of afterimages, smashing what should be!

The killing machine is thick, like the cold of a winter night, soaking people's muscles and bones!

He Yingwu raised his eyebrows, and in a light snort, the ghost turned around, broke through the arrow phantom body, and disappeared in an instant!

Puff~~~Puff~~~Puff~~~

In the sound of piercing muscles and bones one after another, the demon kings screamed and fled immediately!

Sou~~~

Breaking arrows like lightning, piercing the heart of the phantom of the gods!

He Yingwu was slightly puzzled, although the broken arrow was strong, it would not destroy the three demon kings in an instant, right?

Is it that they have become stronger, or are these guys obviously not daring to really do anything to themselves, or are they ...... Fraud?!

In the moment of a sharp turn of thought, the god has arrived, He Yingwu's knees bent slightly and kicked the ground, and the lightning flew back when there was no room for it!

Rumble~~~

On the ground, a three-foot-deep pit was smashed!

The broken arrow passed over the old man's chest, and it seemed to drag out a long exhaust mist!

And the phantom of the god immediately faded away like a mist......

But what should be the thing's pupils shrank sharply!

Sure enough, there is a fraud!!

In the shadow cover, it was Huang Yaonong Huo Ran who appeared, his spiritual power was surging, and in the murderous history of not being afraid of death, he hugged the broken arrow!

Burst~~~

The broken arrow is sharp, unparalleled in the world, and it is naturally easy to pierce the body.

While Huang Yaonong's spiritual power was tumbling and he was desperately controlling the broken arrow, a misty light suddenly appeared around him, like a fog before dawn, looking very ethereal and weak.

He Yingwu's heart shook wildly!

Chapter from Zhou's Chaos Seal, the defense is unparalleled!

Am I X reversed?

It's all his X reversed?!

"Ah~~~" In the screaming and cheering, Huang Yaonong relied on the immortal talisman, completely ignoring the severity of the injury, and with the power of the Chaos Seal, for a while, he actually trapped the broken arrow!

The Sect Master lost his broken arrow, like a tiger without its sharpest tooth.

He Yingwu was flying back, but he was shocked to find that his own speed was suddenly eight points faster?!

There was obviously an irresistible suction force that was sucking him backwards!

The corner of his eyes turned back, and He Yingwu's face changed greatly!

I saw Xu Kai's foolish spiritual power churning, driving the colorful gourd with all his might, the purple light was in full bloom, and the mouth of the gourd was aimed at He Yingwu, and the angry wind rolled upside down, sending out infinite suction!

I'm X!

He Yingwu's body desperately lay forward, his hands were like electricity, and he slammed into the ground rocks!

Puff~~~Puff~~~

The forearm is deep and straight as a nail!

But the purple skill of the colorful gourd is strong, and it can still easily absorb what should be, and the dark blue rock, like an iron ox plowing the ground, draws out two deep gravel traces!

He Yingwu gritted his steel teeth, and his legs were almost wide open, so that he could keep his pants from being sucked off......

It's so hard!

However, it is certainly not the way to go on like this, what should I do?

What to do?

What to do?

In the midst of the uproar, it was only more than ten meters away from the mouth of the gourd, and He Yingwu had not yet come up with a way in his mind, but suddenly felt a fierce killing machine attacking from the ground!

Not good!

With the strength of both arms, the rock shattered, and He Yingwu suddenly rose into the air!

Underground, the figure was like electricity, and an arm broke out of the stone, smashing straight into He Yingwu's chest!

Above the fist, the cold light of the star mark flickered, breathtaking!

It is Yan Qiao Yanagi who has fused the traces of the stars.

He Yingwu rose into the air, and naturally he could no longer resist the suction of the colorful gourd, and he flew backwards at great speed!

This flight, it seems that Yan Qiaoliu's punch should just hit He Yingwu's face!

The hideous face against the backdrop of more than ten scars turned Yan Qiaoliu, a beautiful man, into a demon in the world.

Demons Fight Back?