In order to calm himself, Li Hua could only risk exposing himself and use spiritual power to calm his body and mind.

Li Hua lay on the ground steadily, closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, sank into the dantian, and sent out a pure yang spiritual power from the dantian, slowly swimming in the meridians and running through the whole body.

The warmth gradually enveloped his body, calming Li Hua a little, and the illusion in front of him slowly disappeared. There were still buzzing and noisy sounds coming in his ears, but Li Hua's pure yang spiritual power could already keep those voices out.

After he was completely calm, Li Hua opened his eyes and looked into the air, Zhang Qingyang was still standing there, his lips moving slightly, and he was chanting words. And Dong Jian opposite him was not as lucky as Li Hua, he was struggling repeatedly in mid-air, and it was not easy to work hard to make himself use the art of controlling the sky.

What kind of spell is this, and why is it so weird?

This night was destined to be the first unforgettable night since Li Hua cultivated immortals, and he saw countless spells that made him stunned, and he also had many questions.

Maybe Li Hua is too far away from Zhang Qingyang, and he is not the main target of English listening*, so he can calm down by using the spiritual power in his body. But Dong Jian is different, the whole powerful English listening* is all around himself, if there is no extremely powerful spiritual power in the body to defend, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape death tonight.

"Zhang Qingyang, aren't you afraid that I will ruin this "Three Hundred Tang Poems"?" Dong Jian had no choice but to threaten him with the "Three Hundred Tang Poems" that Zhang Qingyang had dreamed of.

"If you have the ability, destroy it!" While speaking, Zhang Qingyang had already flown to Dong Jian's side, grabbed the clothes on his chest, and Zhang Qingyang knew that "Three Hundred Tang Poems" was hidden by Dong Jian in the inner pocket of his coat.

Although Dong Jian was dizzy from English listening* and had many visions in front of him, he still calmed himself with his whole spiritual power. The difference in strength between the two people was not big in the first place, so Dong Jian used his spiritual power to protect his heart, so that Zhang Qingyang couldn't hurt himself at all with his hearing.

But now that Zhang Qingyang has come, any spell may hurt himself, so Dong Jian had a flash of inspiration and prepared a plan to get rid of the golden cicada.

"You probably also know that the first-grade artifact plane reflector in my hand is as fragile as an ordinary mirror without mana control!" Dong Jian's mouth turned up, and he smiled proudly, and then waved his right hand holding the plane mirror into the distance, and a silver light shot out.

"Bastard thing!" Zhang Qingyang reacted quickly, and a move of the Physical Kinetic Energy Divine Palm slammed into Dong Jian's chest, and then immediately turned around to chase the silver light, preventing it from falling to the ground, so as not to shatter, wasting such an artifact.

The artifact is really the supreme treasure for junior high school students, especially like this flat reflector, an artifact with very good special effects, many times it can turn danger into a disaster, which is equivalent to an extra talisman!

Zhang Qingyang will not only care about the artifact and ignore the exercises, both of which are extremely important to him. So he chose to injure Dong Jian with a palm first, then recover the artifact, and then turn around to deal with Dong Jian, anyway, after Dong Jian received his palm, he must have been seriously injured, and he couldn't run far.

But what Zhang Qingyang didn't expect was that after he recovered the plane reflector, he found that Dong Jian was actually hit in the heart by him with a palm, and collided violently with the spiritual power that Dong Jian had originally accumulated in the heart vein, and his heart had been shattered, and he died a moment later. At this time, Dong Jian's body was slowly rolling down the hillside.

As soon as Dong Jian died, Zhang Qingyang's plan to blame him at the earliest had to be canceled. If he wants to continue according to the original plan, Zhang Qingyang is likely to be suspected by Principal Li Rui, even if he can explain it clearly, I am afraid it will not be easy to get mixed up in the school in the future. Li Rui is not a character who is easy to fool.

Just thinking about it, Dong Jian's body rolled into the grass at the foot of the mountain in two clicks, and Zhang Qingyang decided to get "Three Hundred Tang Poems" first.

When he was about to walk near the grass, Zhang Qingyang noticed that something was wrong, how could there still be spiritual power running in the grass? Could it be that Dong Jian was not dead, deliberately led himself to the grass, and then yin himself?

Li Rui must be about to come over, and he must be dealt with as soon as possible. Zhang Qingyang didn't think much about it, and suddenly a yellow light shot out from his palm, and he was about to hit the grass, but the light suddenly turned and hit the side of the grass, and the ground immediately "poofed", and a big hole was punched, and the flying dust was filled in the moonlight.

He didn't dare to really go into the grass, in case he accidentally destroyed the secret book "Three Hundred Tang Poems", it would be more than worth the loss. He just wants to scare and scare the people in the grass, and it is possible that it is not Dong Jian, but it is definitely not his opponent, if it is strong, he will definitely come out to kill people and seize the treasure.

"Friend in the grass, although I don't know how long you've been in there, but since you've been discovered by me now, even if we are fated, why don't you come out and see them?" Zhang Qingyang wanted to call out the people in the grass, as long as he met the real person, maybe his original plan to blame Dong Jian would still be able to continue.

Naturally, the people in the grass were not so obedient, and no sound came from inside.

"Friend, I don't know why you don't dare to come out, is there too much difference in our strength?" Zhang Qingyang deliberately let his tone be softer, and said emotionally, "You also saw it just now, this kind of villain is unkind and unjust, betraying his friend, I just took his life for the sake of heaven." If a friend is willing to come out of the grass, we are friends, and everything is easy to discuss! I don't have many elixirs for intensive cultivation, but there are pills, from the first grade to the ninth grade, as long as my friends can use them, I will definitely offer them with both hands. ”

He was afraid that the conditions he offered were not attractive enough, so he continued: "If my friend lacks magic weapons, I can also send some. Even if I want a spiritual weapon, I can do my part. Your Excellency will certainly not suffer a loss if you can make a friend like me. How about such conditions?"

There seemed to be no one in the grass, and there was no wheezing sound, just a slight fluctuation of spiritual power.

Zhang Qingyang couldn't help but doubt his judgment a little, could it be that there was no one else in it, only the dying Dong Jian? If there were people inside, if it was someone with a lower cultivation level than him, he should be able to easily feel the fluctuations of spiritual power in the grass, but now this bit of spiritual power inside is too thin, right? It could only be Dong Jian, who was on the verge of death.

It's too late to make a decision.

Zhang Qingyang walked to the front of the grass step by step, and simply gambled, if there was only Dong Jian inside, it would be regarded as a false alarm; if the people inside were lower than his own strength, he would be regarded as picking up a bargain; if the people inside were stronger than himself, he would be considered unlucky, but with the artifact that had just arrived, it would not be difficult to save his life.

After making all the mental preparations, a small air mass gathered in Zhang Qingyang's palm, as long as he waved his arm on the grass, the grass would be lifted, and the people inside would appear. At the same time, the spiritual power in his body has gathered, and he has taken protective measures, and he has already held the plane reflector in his other hand, which can be attacked and defended, absolutely foolproof!

Zhang Qingyang took a deep breath and waved his arm towards the grass!