"Chen Xing......"

"You wait......"

“……”

The shouts of anger came and went, but they were soon replaced by screams of pain.

At the same time, there was a wave of qi on Chen Xing's body, crushing Ling Luoyu layer upon layer, wave after wave.

Long Feiyang and Andy were both lifted away, and when they fell down, they saw the wild force that Chen Xing put on Ling Luoyu's body.

"Suffer!!" Long Feiyang suddenly exclaimed.

Andy's eyes squinted in disgust: "Are you worried about Ling Luoyu, or are you worried about Chen Xing?!" ”

"Ling Luoyu, am I worried?!" Long Feiyang was angry: "The two of us are still ...... by her"

The "tricked group turned" in the back was abruptly stopped, and he looked at Andy stupidly.

"The Demon God asked us to train her, definitely not because of her low cultivation, but because we wanted us to help her hide the iconic power of the Demon Race!! What we have been doing all these years, and what our purpose is, you and I are very clear in our hearts...... Perhaps, she is the person! Therefore, I don't want her to leave a shadow on other disciples in the Demon Cultivation Hall because of Chen Xing's matter!! ”

"Boom!!"

Chen Xing's strength was heavily pressed on Ling Luoyu's body, like a hurricane meeting an ice pick, instantly forming a fan-shaped section, and all the power was poured out along the arc on both sides.

A thin smile was released at the corner of Ling Luoyu's lips, and the Chaos Yuan Spirit rose again, like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Chen Xing's storm circle, burrowing into it little by little.

Beads of sweat rolled down Chen Xing's face, and in the depths of his eyes, surprise suddenly appeared.

He could feel a force, breaking through his storm circle little by little, like a sharp knife, piercing into it little by little, and it hurt in his heart.

Compared to his struggle, Ling Luoyu was still that light and breezy color, as if he was walking in the clouds.

In the corner of his eye, Long Feiyang was waving his hand at her.

In the fighting game circle between Chen Xing and Ling Luoyu, he couldn't get along at all, so he could only gesture to Ling Luoyu outside, hoping that she could show mercy to her subordinates and not make things too much.

The disciples who had been lifted off walked back one after another, standing there with a hellish look on their faces.

"Instructor Dragon, this new ...... What the hell is going on?! ”

"That's right, such a powerful cultivator, what are you doing here?"

"That's it...... She's just abusing Chen Xing......"

“……”

For a cultivator like Ling Luoyu, it was more than enough to be their instructor.

But she just wants to be a disciple, isn't this to pull hatred?!!

Andy and Long Feiyang glanced at each other, and there was some bitterness in the depths of their eyes.

If you want to talk about abuse, who has the two of them to be abused?!

But the current matter was brought over step by step by Chen Xing himself, what can they do?!

"Hmm......"

Chen Xing couldn't hold back and seemed to let out a muffled snort.

After a brief snort, he gritted his teeth and stopped humming, but his face had turned blue-purple.

He was holding his last breath.

And it's the last breath on the verge of collapse.

"Chen Xing can't hold back!!" Someone muttered under his breath.

Under Chen Xing's feet, two clear scratches grew longer and longer.

He was being pushed back directly by Ling Luoyu's Chaos Yuan Spirit.

It's just that Ling Luoyu didn't hurt the killer, so he had a chance to breathe and retreat bit by bit.

Seeing Chen Xing's struggled resistance, everyone was pained by his struggle.