I saw Ding Yang suddenly walk in outside the classroom door, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the classroom, and some frightened students retreated one after another, hiding behind others.

"That's him." Yang An said affirmatively.

"Are you talking about Ding Yang?" Wang Wei asked.

"Well, that's him."

"Okay, hey! Then it's up to you later, Brother An, I'll flash first. ”

Yang An nodded, understanding that this level was not something that Wang Wei could deal with, and it was indeed a bit tricky.

"Master, this is the person." I saw Qiu Zixin seeing Ding Yang entering the classroom, and immediately pointed at the other party and shouted at the senior monk, not worried about being seen by Ding Yang at all.

When the others saw Ding Yang come in, they immediately stayed away from him, after all, 4 classmates died last night, and they died by him when they asked him to participate in the punishment mission.

"Amitabha! Donor, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and the shore is the back. The monk of Qingshan Temple folded his hands and said a mantra.

Ding Yang ignored the other party and walked straight to his position.

Since he knew that the other party was the person he was going to deal with, the senior monk stopped talking nonsense and immediately prepared to make a move.

"In that case, then don't blame the poor monk for making a move."

"Drink!" As soon as the words fell, the senior monk shouted, and the sound was like a big bell, which shook the nearby students and covered their ears.

"Wow! This monk's voice is really not small, and I feel like I'm going to be deaf. Wang Wei plucked out his ears and said.

Ding Yang turned around and turned his head, as if he felt something, and looked in the direction of the monk, with a smile on his face.

I saw that the senior monk immediately rushed to Ding Yang, and slapped Ding Yang's chest with the palm of his right hand, and the posture looked very powerful, if this is a performance, it is estimated that the classmates will not believe it.

Burst!

The voice was weak.

It turned out that Ding Yang didn't know when, a cloud of black gas suddenly appeared on its chest, and the palm of the high monk was blocked by this black gas and did not hit Ding Yang.

Now everyone saw the black gas, and the students were very surprised, and it became more and more difficult for them to understand the changes in the world.

Some people who were interested hurriedly hid far away, and the brainless people thought it was a novelty, and several of them even came close to see it, feeling like they were going to give away their heads.

It's really bold and not afraid of the long road, and the skills are not afraid of the road.

"It's kind of interesting." Yang An smiled slightly.

The monk looked at it and found that the attack was useless, his eyes suddenly froze, and the muscles in his body seemed to increase a few points, and he quickly attacked Ding Yang again.

Yang An looked at it with interest on the side, and felt that this high monk had some ability, Yang An estimated that ordinary first-order abilities would not be his opponents, and he should also have second-order abilities to fight against him.

Yang An's guess was similar, this high monk was a martial arts practitioner, coupled with the advent of aura, the results of martial arts training were getting better and better, and his strength was comparable to that of a second-order ability.

Facts have proved that practicing Shaolin Kung Fu for more than 40 years is not a thing of bells and whistles, and it is strong.

The high monk shot extremely quickly, concentrating on Ding Yang's chest continuously.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

The black qi in Ding Yang's chest was attacked, and it kept beating elastically, feeling as if it could be shattered in the next second, but it still resisted the attack of the high monk.

I saw that Ding Yang's body suddenly emitted more black gas, condensed together, and exploded with a bang.

Whew! The black gas burst out like sharp thorns in all directions.

When Yang An saw this scene, the secret path was not good, and the bow and shadow of his body were instantly launched.

quickly flashed to Dong Maolin and Qiu Zixin, reached out to grab the two, and stretched out another kick to kick Wang vigorously out to avoid the black thorn.

Yang An pulled the two back to their original places and stayed with Wang Wei, and then Yang An stood in front of them, and the iron cloth shirt was instantly activated.

Hearing the sound of the bell on Yang An's body, Yang An stood in front of the three of them, blocking Ding Yang's black and sharp attack for them.

The screams of the people around were endless, and blood was flowing all over the ground, and then look at the side of the monk.

When the monk saw Ding Yang's black qi erupt, he wanted to retreat, but the black qi erupted too fast, and the monk couldn't dodge, so he could only use his hands to block it. At this moment, I saw the monk's hands hanging down, blood flowing, as if he was crippled.

However, the monk's sense of battle is also strong, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but his steps retreated again and again, worried that Ding Yang would take this opportunity to attack.

However, Ding Yang didn't do that, knowing that the monk was not his opponent, he didn't bother to go forward to chase after him. After all, the other party has already lost his combat effectiveness by one of his big moves, and it is better to do it again if it is not good.

After Yang An rescued Dong Maolin, Qiu Zixin, and Wang Dali, he did not make another move.

It's not that he doesn't want to save others, it's that time is pressing, and he has to go back, otherwise there will be no one to help them block this blow.

Besides, Dong Maolin is their customer, Yang An can't watch him die in vain, so who will pay for it at that time. Could it be that if you let other classmates give it, it is estimated that others will not casually pay back hundreds of thousands for a dead person.

Although Dong Maolin had already discussed it with other classmates, Yang An still wanted to be insured, lest others would not admit it, and then he would work in vain.

Although the senior monk blocked a lot of black gas sharp thorns in front, there were also many people in the classroom who were injured, usually with sharp thorns and abrasions, and their hands and feet penetrated.

There are also several people who have been hit by the key points, and one of them is Huang Jie. A black thorn was in the middle of his head, and the black thorn dissipated, and Huang Jie died instantly.

The wounded people howled and cried, and all kinds of cries and shouts came one after another, and those who were not seriously injured hurried to stop the bleeding for themselves.

If someone who is seriously injured calls for someone else to help, at this time it depends on whether your usual popularity is good or not, whether you have a boyfriend or girlfriend or crush, and at this time you should rush over to help.

Wang Wei, Dong Maolin, and Qiu Zixin were all scared silly, but fortunately Yang An was in front of them, otherwise they would not have ended up much better.

"Mom, thank you, Brother An."

Wang Wei patted his heart and said, he didn't know if his ability could block this blow, and he was probably a little hanging.

"Master, thank you for saving my life."

Qiu Zixin was about to cry, and he felt like he was going to die at that moment just now.

Dong Maolin wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and sighed secretly to save a small life.

Yang An nodded, without words.

At this time, Yu Xiaojing hurriedly ran over, she was lucky just now, and the black thorn didn't hit her. Seeing Yang An's extraordinary ability, she hurriedly ran here to seek protection.

Wang Dali was kicked into the corner by Yang An, but he was not hurt, and when he got up and looked, the classroom was full of messes and blood, so frightened that his hands began to tremble.

Wang Dali's eyes swept around the classroom with nervousness, and suddenly saw a girl who fell to the ground, and hurriedly ran to her side to pick it up.

"Wen Juan, what's wrong with you?" Wang Dali hurriedly asked.

Duan Wenjuan was a girl he had a crush on in the class, and he didn't dare to confess before, so he could only keep paying attention to her and watching her in the dark.

But now Wang Dali can't take care of much, and hurry up to check if she is hurt. Fortunately, it was only an arm abrasion, not a major injury.

"I'm fine, it's just a bruise on my arm." Duan Wenjuan still had tears on her face, obviously crying in fright.

Wang Dali took off his clothes, helped Duan Wenjuan wipe away the blood from the wound, and then quickly picked up and ran to Yang An's side regardless of whether men and women kissed or not.

He knew that Yang An was very powerful, just at that speed, Yang An was in front of him in the blink of an eye, and he knew that Yang An was not an ordinary person.