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"What's wrong?" Zeng Yilin asked worriedly.

"There ・・・・・・ nothing wrong with this kind of mana, this is the mana of the three strands of mana left over from the place where it was burned by the Hellfire that I don't know!" Sun Shijie gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph! You'd better stop today! Otherwise, I will leave your bones behind!" As he spoke, Sun Shijie pulled his sleeves and sat down on the podium.

The class bell rings. The English teacher walked in with a scroll in his arms, and when he saw Sun Shijie sitting on the podium, his face suddenly dropped 360 degrees (but he could only mean it, but he could not say it), and said in his heart: "Last night's account has not been settled! It just so happens that we will settle the old accounts together!" So he shouted and asked: "What are you doing? This classroom can't accommodate you? I don't know the rules, is that what I do? Give me down!"

After the English teacher said this, there was a boiling below. Since she found out that she had become a "leftover fighter", she began to restrain her temper and strive to marry out as soon as possible, so it is rare to be so angry as today, which shows that Sun Shijie really angered her.

Sun Shijie was unmoved: "What if I do it?

The English teacher was stunned by him, first stunned, then pale, and pointed at Sun Shijie with his finger: "You-"

Sun Shijie ignored the English teacher's next words, and turned his head to look at the window: "The seniors came from afar with all the hard work, why are they hesitating in front of the window?"

"Aren't you afraid that the dignified Jin Jia will not admit it? An old voice rang out, and three black-haired, black-bearded old men leaped in through the window.

"Since you're afraid of this, why do the seniors want to come?" Sun Shijie slapped the table and went straight to the point: "How much did you Hades participate in the matter of the Hellfire burning Xiao Dian?"

"Not at all!" the old man in the lead summed it up, "How can we unite with the Bloodline・・・・・・?"

"Huh?" Sun Shijie deliberately pretended to be surprised and said, "Why is this related to the blood clan? Is it that the elder who carries the Hellfire is safe and sound? But I heard that your Underworld can 'destroy the heavens and destroy the earth and stain the world with blood' for the sake of the Hellfire? In this case, why did the seniors come to me to ask for the Hellfire?"

The old man knew that he was quick to speak for a while, he had long known that Sun Shijie was smart, and he would not be easily deceived now, so his voice became fierce: "Is the Hellfire really here with you?"

"It doesn't matter. Sun Shijie said lightly: "Just because you hurt Xiao Dian, I will let you be wiped out today!"

"Hahaha・・・・・・・" The three old men laughed one after another: "The three of us are all monks in the late stage of the Chengdan period, and you still want us to be destroyed by ourselves・・・・・・?"

Sun Shijie smiled faintly: "Then try it!"

"Okay!" the muscles on the leader's face could be seen shaking, and he was very angry at Sun Shijie's provocation.

"Seniors, please first!" Sun Shijie stretched out his hand to the three of them and made a "please" gesture.

The old man was obviously angry with Sun Shijie's words, and his head was hot at the moment, and he didn't care about the Jinjia family or the underworld!

When Sun Shijie saw the old man make a move, he smiled slightly, and thought to himself: This time he will not break his promise to Dian'er! He stretched out his right hand and drew a perfect arc outside his chest. Sun Shijie's right hand was filled with golden mana, leaving a golden wall of light along with the arc.

The old man didn't seem to mind the wall of light that suddenly appeared, and punched directly into the wall of light. Under the blow, the light wall of the clinker easily recessed inward, and the strength of the fist was removed, and the old man slid directly to Sun Shijie's back with the punch that came out, and the old man followed up the same way. The last old man thought it would be the same, and let go of his strength at the moment, who knew that Sun Shijie smiled at the last person, closed the wall of light in the palm of his hand with his right hand, and then caught the old man's fist with a punch. The old man had already raised his hand to smack, where the enemy was able to defeat Sun Shijie's charged blow? Moreover, the last old man had already withdrawn the strength of his fist, so he snorted, took a few steps back, and stared at Sun Shijie with bull's eyes.

Sun Shijie curled his right hand behind his back, stretched out his left hand, and said, "The predecessor is so powerful, he also has to be the enemy of my Golden Armor family?"

The leading old man snorted disdainfully and said, "You dare to let us form an encirclement of you, you really have the guts!"

"It's not enough!" Sun Shijie smiled and said, "I still want you to attack me at the same time!" I'm just afraid ・・・・・・" The smile on Sun Shijie's face is even brighter: "I'm just afraid that the seniors won't dare!"

"We know that the golden armor is powerful, but we will!" After speaking, he waved his hand at the other two, they comprehended, gathered the mana into the palm of their hands, and jumped directly around Sun Shijie, and the three of them planned to do melee combat around Sun Shijie, so as to prevent Sun Shijie's magic of imperial power.

Sun Shijie looked amused: no matter how powerful the art of imperial power was, it was impossible for him to defeat three monks whose mana was about the same as his own or even higher than his own with his own strength. It's ridiculous to fall for fear because of fear!

Sun Shijie didn't dare to be careless at the moment, took a big step forward, gave priority to the person in front of him to get close to him, and then stretched out his right hand, lifted it up from his abdomen, and drew out a red flame, and with a palm, the bone-eating fire rushed towards the man's chest. The old man was taken aback, but he didn't expect that the unlucky ones were everywhere, so he had to turn over and flash.

Sun Shijie felt the fist wind behind him "whirring", and with a wave of his five fingers with a huge flame, he knocked out all the summoned bone-eating fires, forcing back the unlucky old man, and then turned around and used his hands full of purple flames to easily push the two fists that were close to him to both sides, and the two old men quickly stretched out the other two fists.

Sun Shijie's eyes saw it clearly, these two old men punched very fast, and it was impossible to take it back, so he was ruthless, let go of the Immortal Lake Purple Fire, and sacrificed the Immortal Fire, the two old men knew the power of the Immortal Fire, and when they saw Sun Shijie using the Dark Fire like this, they suddenly felt a burst of fear. It's just that the Hellfire didn't eat their primordial gods as they imagined, and there was a burning sensation in their fists. But the two old men still jumped out subconsciously.

Sun Shijie couldn't help but sigh in his heart: My mana is not enough, since the Hellfire was subdued by the fire crystal, most of the power has been suppressed, and now I can't eat the Yuan Shen directly!

At that time, the old man in the lead saw that there was no big problem with his fist, and the last uneasiness in his heart completely dissipated. He sneered and said to Sun Shijie: "Jin Jia, we were just playing with you just now! I tell you now, we not only want Chen Jianxin, we want Hellfire, but also Zeng Lin!"

Sun Shijie sat on the podium and said with a smile: "Is this the condition that the blood clan has given you, and what benefits has the blood clan given you?"

A hint of evil appeared on the face of the leading old man: "You don't need to know this!

"Huh-" Sun Shijie exhaled, watched the three people around him gather mana, and waited slowly. "Waiting for death, right?" The leader saw Sun Shijie sitting on the podium, and he didn't suspect him, and beckoned the other two to go up directly.

Sun Shijie looked at the three mana forces gathered over, and sighed in his heart: It's a pity! Then the two palms drew a circle on his chest, and there were three small fireballs in his palms: blue, purple, and crimson!

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