Hearing Lu Ningan say this, Fang Lingshu was a little worried.

Persuaded, "Ning An, I know you're angry now, but you can't act on a momentary whim. Zhao Song is a sword cultivator in the Jindan period, and his fighting talent is extremely high. Your cultivation was already low, and now you are seriously injured, and you are not his opponent at all. Why don't we figure things out first, and then inform Mr. Yun..."

"He's in infancy now!" Lu Ning'an's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he said firmly, "Director Fang, I know you have good intentions, but I must kill him today!" I know you're not good at fighting, so if you really want to help me, please help me relieve my pain and take care of them."

"You... Alas." When Fang Lingshu saw Lu Ning'an's appearance, he knew that even if he persuaded him again, he would definitely not be able to persuade him.

So he threw a vermilion pill to him and said, "This is the 'Tyrant Pill', you won't notice any pain for half an hour after eating it, and the broken bones will also temporarily return to their places... But after half an hour, the pain will be doubled, and you decide whether you want to eat it or not!"

After speaking, Fang Lingshu no longer paid attention to Lu Ning'an and began to concentrate on treating Huang San.

Ling Xiaowu is not worried about his life at the moment, but although the sword wound on Huang San's chest narrowly avoided his heart, the injury is still very serious and must be treated as soon as possible.

As for the matter between Lu Ningan and Zhao Song, let them solve it by themselves.

Fang Lingshu still hasn't figured out the ins and outs of the matter, and he doesn't know who is right and who is wrong. On one side is a student and on the other side is a colleague who has been with her for several years, and she doesn't know which side to help.

Being able to give Lu Ningan a "Hegemonic Pill" is already biased.

"Thank you, guide."

Lu Ningan thanked him, swallowed the pill, grabbed a kitchen knife in his left hand and right hand, then stood up and walked towards Zhao Song resolutely.

Huang Buxiang also wanted to go with him, but was stopped by Fang Lingshu reaching out and stopping in front.

"Didn't you just hear that? Zhao Song is already in the infant stage! What are you going to do in a foundation building period? Sent to death?"

Facing Fang Lingshu's questioning, Huang Buxiang, who had always been obedient, stretched out his hand, pushed her arm away, and continued to walk forward.

Then he said without looking back, "Lingshu, I know you care about me... But, I'm the third in dormitory 301!"

"Hmph." Zhao Song, who was trapped in the middle of the stone pillar, sneered and said disdainfully, "One body refining stage, one foundation building stage, it is really a big joke to say that you want to kill a Yuan Infant Stage sword cultivator!"

"Then add me!"

A blue light fell from the sky, and a young man with a grim face appeared from the blue light and stood with his hands in his hands. Dozens of small blue pills surrounded him, dripping and spinning.

said coldly: "The fourth child in dormitory 301, Yushu Lin!"

"The third, the fourth." Lu Ningan turned his head to look at the two people behind him, grinned, and then waved his knife at Zhao Song and said, "Come with me and hack him to death!"

"Good!" Huang Buxiang and Yushu agreed neatly, and rushed towards Zhao Song with Lu Ningan.

Farther away, at the top of a large tree, a blue light flashed, and an ordinary sword immortal appeared on the branch, his eyes flashing with thunder, muttering to himself.

"This is a battle in dormitory 301!"

"Second Lin Zhe, press the formation here!"

...

"Topaz Hundred Trapped Array, Press!"

The first to make a move was Huang Buxiang, who fell behind the three people.

As his hand changed, the dozens of stone pillars fell towards the middle of the formation and pressed towards Zhao Song.

"Hmph, formation trail." Zhao Song snorted coldly with disdain, and the long sword swept away, slashing the several stone pillars that pressed over into two.

"Strengthening the Battle Pill, go!" Yushu Lin followed, and with a single move, the small blue pills on his side lined up in a straight line and shot out towards Zhao Song.

It was the same trick he had used before when he fought the Evil Clan.

Zhao Song did not avoid or retreat, but took a step forward, pinching the sword trick in his left hand, and stabbing out the long sword in his right hand against the small pill.

"Bell, bell, bell—"

After a dense series of crisp sounds, those small pills were all picked apart by the long sword and turned back to Yushu's side.

"Strengthen, slash!"

At this time, Lu Ningan had already forced in front of Zhao Song, brandishing a kitchen knife and slashing at Zhao Song's chest.

This move is exactly the trick in the "Strengthening Body Powerful Fist", and at this time, Lu Ning'an turned his fist into a knife move, which added a lot of killing intent.

Zhao Song's long sword was retracted, and the sword body slapped on the back of the kitchen knife, patting the direction of the knife out, and then the long sword flicked with force, and the tip of the sword swung towards Lu Ning'an's shoulder.

"Sting-"

The long sword entered the flesh, Lu Ning'an's eyes flashed fiercely, and he continued to bully forward without pain, allowing the long sword to pierce his shoulder, and then brandished the kitchen knife in his left hand and slashed at Zhao Song's neck.

Zhao Song also raised his left hand, pointed at the sword, and pointed at Lu Ning'an's left wrist.

At this time, Lu Ning'an's forehead suddenly lit up with a bright green light, and an emerald green sword light shot out from the door of his head, heading straight for Zhao Song's door.

Zhao Song let go of the long sword in shock, and his body retreated sharply to dodge, barely dodging Lu Ning'an's "Brain Gate Sword Qi".

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Huang Buxiang and Yu Shulin exclaimed at the same time, jumped in front of Lu Ning'an, Yushu Lin stretched out his finger and flicked the long sword on Lu Ning'an's shoulder, the sword broke in response, and the blade between the flesh and bones also bounced out.

Then, Yu Shulin pressed a blue pill against Lu Ning'an's wound and temporarily stopped the blood.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Lu Ningan took a deep breath and raised his knife again and pointed at Zhao Song, "Sun thief! Suffer death!"

"Hmph, you just destroyed my mortal sword, so you really think you are invincible in the world?" Zhao Song, who suffered a small loss, sneered and said, "Originally, I wanted to spare your lives for the sake of the same immortal sect, but since you insist on sending you to death, then I will fulfill you!"

After speaking, the true qi on Zhao Song's body surged, and the dazzling thunder light converged on his hands, and finally condensed into two thunder swords.

Huang Buxiang was shocked and said, "Could it be that this is the legendary power of thunder?"

"Oh? Third child, you actually know the power of thunder?" Yushu Lin glanced at Huang Buxiang in a little surprise, and then said coldly, "But this is not the power of thunder, it is just the true qi with the thunder attribute... But even so, it's very powerful."

After speaking, Yu Shulin's gaze was also a little solemn.

In the battles just now, it seemed that his side had taken the initiative, but in fact, the other party did not receive any damage, but Lu Ningan was hit by a sword in the shoulder, adding a lot of strength.

The opponent is powerful, and you must not hide your secrets.

Thinking of this, the earthy yellow aura at Yushulin's feet surged, and the power of the earth entered his body.

At the same time, the space on Huang Buxiang's side was also slightly distorted, and the spatial cracks that were not visible continued to appear.