"Ridiculous, just a few of you?" Bai Lao said with a smile.

"What? Don't you think it's enough?" Chang Cheng said.

"Hehe, it's not enough."

Suddenly, two powerful waves of abilities filled the room.

"It turns out that the two of you have already entered the S-rank, no wonder you dare to be arrogant with me." Bai Lao said contemptuously.

"Don't you know that there is a gap between the same S-class?" Saying that, Bai Lao shook his body and divided into three.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and Dowling began to accumulate energy in his body.

"Okay, okay, just kidding, don't get angry." Just when the big war was about to break out, Yang Wenjie walked out of the crowd with a smile and said.

"Hmph, you don't dare." With that, Bai Lao walked out with Dao Lin.

Leaving the house, the two of them flew directly into the air and flew into the distance, not caring about the ghost at all, because the ghost could walk on its own.

Air......

"Bai Lao, why weren't you scared at all just now, those are two S-class and six A-class abilities."

"Do you think the two of them can be compared to Mingchen and Du Bing in this S-class, they are just new S-ranks."

"By the way, speaking of Du Bing, why didn't there be any news of him after the war, he shouldn't have been blown up."

Bai Lao shook his head and said, "Mingchen is not dead, and Du Bing is definitely not dead, so I can't tell where he fled to."

"That's a big threat, after all, it's easy to dodge a bright gun, and it's hard to defend against a dark arrow, and it's really a big threat for an S-class powerhouse to hide in the shadows."

Dowling looked at the city below him, and couldn't help but be a little distracted, for the past month, he had lifted the car 10,000 times a day, and he had gone all out for three steps and three hours, after a month of crazy training, he could clearly feel that he was not far from the real A-level.

Soon, they returned to the base and told the story of what had happened today.

"Why didn't they do it? On the surface, they have the upper hand." King Kong asked puzzled.

"I know a fart, it's okay for you to read more books, and you don't listen to your knowledge, let me ask you, where is that?"

"That's Yang Wenjie's territory!"

"Where is that?"

"Well, that's ......... Is that Yang Wenjie's house?"

"A group of people fought in your house and demolished your house, are you willing????"

"Forehead ........."

At the end of the meeting, Bai Lao once again instructed everyone not to leave the base if there was no need.

………

"Mr. Yang, when are we going to act?" The fourth Liang Wei said.

"What's the monkey anxious about, everything is in Mr. Yang's plan." Bi Yi said.

"Well, tell me, what are your chances of winning against Old Man Bai?" Mr. Yang spoke, looking at Bi Yi and Chang Cheng.

"The two of us have just been promoted to the S-rank, and there is still a lot of gap between them and the old S-class, that old guy can be a clone, and his strength after the clone is only a little higher than ours, and then find two people to drag him to a clone, we have hope to defeat him."

"What about the rest of the team?"

"The rest of them are just stuffed between their teeth, not worth mentioning."

………

Late at night, Dowling was a little hungry, got up and was about to eat something, passing by the training ground, he suddenly heard a voice inside, and couldn't help but wonder, who would be in it so late, could it be Li Dingke or Jiang Xintong?

Just to confirm the relationship, the two will definitely not sleep in the same room, so he is not sure who is inside.

Pushing open the door of the training ground, I saw a man in a red costume robe practicing swords.

"Who are you?" Dowling shouted, seeing a red dress in ancient costume practicing swords at night, everyone has to be afraid, this is not a question of strength or not, but human instinct.

"It's me." The man stopped his sword and turned around.

"Oops, Ice, you're awake." That's right, it was Mo Yuan who had been in a coma for a long time who woke up.

Dowling hurriedly ran over and looked at Mo Yuan carefully.

"Where did you get this dress?" Dowling pulled up the corner of his robe and asked curiously.

"It's been before, it's just never been worn." Mo Yuan still looked cold.

"Bai Lao, do they know that you are awake?"

"No, I didn't wake up long ago, and I ate something and came over to move my body."

"Then did you wake up from a coma with any discomfort?" Dowling asked with concern.

"No, it's just a little more here." As he spoke, Mo Yuan pointed to his head.

Dowling scratched his head in confusion and said, "Brain tumor? Ice cubes, you won't have brain tumors, will you?"

Mo Yuan threw him a wide eye, and then mentioned the Destiny Sword.

Suddenly, a red halo appeared on the fateful sword, like blood, and even a strong smell of blood could be faintly smelled, and with Mo Yuan's red clothes at this time, he couldn't help but make Dao Lin shiver, and retreated several steps in a row.

"Isn't it just energy release, what's wrong?" Dowling asked.

"It's true that it's energy out, but can you feel the energy fluctuations?" Mo Yuan shook a few sword flowers after saying that.

Dowling felt it carefully, and there was indeed no ability fluctuation, so he asked, "Then this is .....?"

"The voice in my head tells me that this is murderous, a thousand-year-old energy."

"Murderous, well, it's really bloody."

Mo Yuan ignored Dao Lin, and said with his own sword dance, "This should be the sword demon who invited the sword demon into his body, and he left it for me."

"I don't feel the aura of evil from this power, and I have a lot of cultivation knowledge in my mind, yes, that's the word, cultivation." Mo Yuan's overwhelmed look made Dowling want to laugh a little.

"Hey, Bing Cube, are you usual?"

"Don't look at it."

"What about movies and TV series?"

"Don't look, I only practice swords."

"That's right, congratulations, you may have to become an immortal cultivator, the kind of master who cultivates to become an immortal and become a god."

"I still don't understand." Mo Yuan shook his head.

"Okay, okay, it's late now, tomorrow, I'll recommend a few books to you early tomorrow morning, and you'll understand after reading it." Dowling yawned as he spoke.

"You've got it for me now, I've been sleeping for a month, I'm not sleepy now."

Dao Lin reluctantly helped Mo Yuan download a few books of Cultivation Immortals on his mobile phone, let him read them by himself, and then turned around to find something to eat.

Mo Yuan looked at the back of Dao Lin leaving, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to close his mouth.

In the past month, he has actually been awake, but his body is not controlled, and he can feel that someone is talking to him in his mind, and the person told him that the meridians in his body have been changed, and he can no longer use the previous ability, and he can only release the sword qi It is very rubbish, it is insulting the fate sword, this is the man's original words, and he was even very angry when he said it.

When he was able to control his body, he realized that he couldn't control his abilities at all, and he felt like he had become a normal person, his strength was gone, his speed was gone.

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