The morning bell rang, and on the way to the morning exercise of each school, for the first time, there was a person who was more eye-catching than Tang Yaojing, the senior brother of the Eighth Academy.

Tong Hu swaggered in the middle of the avenue with his hands behind his back, and Bai Feng, Fighting and Wild Bear all silently followed behind. The faces of the three people were cloudy, and it was obvious that Tong Hu, who could casually throw out such a large piece of dark iron to buy candy to eat, was also very likely to throw such a large piece of dark iron to reward anyone.

He is so generous, probably because he is a heavenly wounded person and cannot condense his armament, and Xuantie is meaningless to him.

So, is it possible that after occupying this piece of more than 20 catties of Xuantie and condensing it into arms, the cultivation will skyrocket and jump to the top fifty to kill Tong Hu?

Bai Feng has been thinking like this, is it impossible? Does Tong Hu have the strength to beat the top fifty senior brothers? Bai Feng has seen with his own eyes what kind of cultivation leap will be brought about by having Xuanjia, even if Xuanjia is very poorly condensed, but absorbing the spiritual essence contained in Xuantie is enough to make people cultivate and soar!

However, Tong Hu's appearance is obviously not minding, right? This despicable and sinister bastard, it is impossible not to think of this possibility, is it? Is this a trap? Naturally, if he really does this, he will be beaten to death in the hands of Tong Hu, even the most cruel and undignified way to die......

"Stop!"

The sudden childish voice made Bai Feng wake up from his thoughts, and Tong Hu and the people around him also looked over in surprise.

The young man who had been abandoned by his classmates for sacrificing his early life trembled and stretched out his arms, blocking Tong Hu's way in the street.

Tong Hu narrowed his eyes, and after beating Feng Qi like a pig's head, completing that tragic performance in a cruel and tyrannical way, and successfully gaining the ranking, everyone on the road avoided him. He also thought that the little teenagers led by An Qingming would be a little better and avoid him.

The children in front of me were clearly very scared.

"You are trash! you don't deserve to walk in the middle of the road!" had exhausted all the courage of the brave child.

Tong Hu narrowed his eyes, and the boy closed his eyes in fright, but he didn't put down his arms.

With a bang, the boy flew three feet away in front of Tong Hu's feet.

Tong Hu said: "If you want to find death, at least open your eyes and speak." I don't even bother to pay attention to you like this!"

Looking to the side, the little teenagers led by An Qingming were huddled in the crowd and watched, but no one helped him. Tong Hu snorted coldly, there is no doubt that the child who had surrendered was ostracized everywhere, and even tasted more uncomfortable than being slapped by Tong Hu, that is, being despised by his original friends and abandoned by his peers.

The young man who was kicked off got up from the ground, glared at Tong Hu, and a purple qi rose from his body. This is the innate domineering spirit taught by Kunlun Hall, which can improve a lot of combat effectiveness with momentum, and secretly coincide with the way of domination of emperors and generals. This cowardly child can burst out with this kind of domineering, and it is the first time in his life that he screams and rushes towards Tong Hu.

With a bang, he was kicked away by Tong Hu again without any suspense.

These teenagers who entered the Wuji Jingtianmen with their family background and wealth are not like those who were born in Doutong who have experienced a purgatory-like childhood, and the rankings in the Lower Eighth Courtyard are also 1,500 at the bottom, where can they rely on their momentum to oppose people like Tong Hu who have already ranked less than 500.

The boy got up, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but his expression was extremely excited, because he was used to the pain of being beaten, and he was no longer afraid. He condensed an even stronger purple qi and shouted again and rushed towards Tong Hu.

Boom!

Knock ——!

Nine times in a row, a fierce light erupted from Tong Hu's narrowed eyes, and suddenly a dark blood barrier condensed in front of him. The young man rushed over with his purple qi and instantly hit the blood barrier, letting out a terrible howl. Tong Hu kicked him like a meteor and flew out, slammed into the ground and bounced up.

The young man staggered and stood up, his clothes were torn, and thousands of capillaries on his body surface burst, looking very terrifying, and he gritted his teeth and spurted blood all over his body.

"Don't fight anymore!" A group of tearful little teenagers jumped up to support him, An Qingming stretched out his arms and stopped in front of Tong Hu, shouting, "If you want to beat him, step on my corpse first!"

With a bang, An Qingming foamed at the mouth and lay on the ground covering his stomach.

Tong Hu stepped on him without any humanity, and was paralyzed, wasn't it because you came out too slowly, that kid was kicked nine times by me? If you rushed out when he was hit by the first kick, wouldn't you have made him suffer a lot less foot, and the injury would have been lighter. But at that time, you were all scared, right? It was only then that the courage to save your abandoned companions swelled up, and it made Lao Tzu look cruel, and you were really unqualified!

As Tong Hu advanced, one after another children stopped in front of him and fell down.

Tong Hu didn't mind stepping on the backbone of the weak, if they felt that they had won, they were afraid that they would have the illusion of a beautiful image of the cruelty of the entire world, right?

"Master, please punish that scoundrel Tong Hu! they are still so young, they are all disciples who worship you the most!"

On the Tower of Babel, a girl wearing Xuanjia was already in tears.

"I said, don't beg me for anything other than martial arts!"

The only woman in the Ten Heavens, Kunlun Tianlong Ying looked at what was happening below. Every morning, she was here watching the little things walk to the school grounds. She had seen it from the first time they encountered Tong Hu, but she ignored it. In fact, when the most cowardly child finally burst out with innate domineering, her eyes smiled crookedly. However, when he turned to look at his true disciple, he turned indifferent.

"Yingqi, I let you teach the teacher as a senior sister, not for you to teach them all to be arrogant and weak!" The indifferent and arrogant voice looked at the disciple kneeling on the ground with a compassionate gaze, and reprimanded without emotion, "The Kunlun Hall is not a back garden, the Wuji Jingtianmen is a cruel Shura Dao, if you encounter such a small setback, you can't stand up on your own, it's better to leave the Wuji Gate as soon as possible." ”

"Master, the juniors and disciples will not give in, they will be beaten to death by that scoundrel of Tong Hu! Let me save them!" Ying Qi kowtowed, his forehead was swollen, but he was kicked away by Long Ying and fell heavily to the ground from a high place.

"Slut, if you dare to do superfluous things, you will be abolished as a teacher!"

Looking at the back of the master's ruthless departure, Ying Qi didn't dare to resent, just stood at the window with teary eyes, sobbing and watching Tong Hu smoke the little junior disciples one by one like blood gourds below, stepping on the rampant way under his feet, and his heart was like watching his own child being beaten by a mother.

"Tong Hu, I'm going to kill you!"

Tong Hu looked at the senior brothers who hurried by with their heads bowed on both sides of Tongtian Avenue, and laughed. The little teenagers who had been trampled on behind them fell to the ground, and there was no one to help them. I don't know when Lu Dao went, Bai Feng, fighting cocks, and wild bears all fled. Tong Hu was not surprised by this, he was not willing to step on the children with Tong Hu, and he did not dare to offend him, so it was naturally the best strategy to escape.

Tong Hu spat and said loudly: "Those who have cultivation have no courage, and those who have courage have no cultivation, it's boring." ”

Suddenly feeling someone dragging his legs, Tong Hu lowered his head and saw that it was the young man who was beaten like a blood gourd by him at the beginning.

Tong Hu grabbed his hair and lifted him off the ground, glaring at the other party: "What's your name?"

The young man said with difficulty: "You remember, my name is Luo Yun. No matter how vicious you are, I am not afraid of you. No matter how you beat me and torture me, you can't destroy my fighting spirit and make me submit!"

For the Shura Dao, the fighting spirit is the heart of the Dao.

After saying this, the purple qi on Luo Yun's body gradually became stronger again. The teenagers around them all admired Luo Yun from the bottom of their hearts, and struggled to stand up together, recondensing the domineering spirit that had dispersed.

Tong Hu said to Luo Yun: "I have already written down your name. ”

Luo Yun's face rose with a look of triumphant pride. The little teenagers around him all looked at him with admiring expressions.

Tong Hu said: "But it's useless to have a fighting spirit alone, spiritual victory is meaningless, I still beat you like a dog!" After that, he swirled Luo Yun and threw it out like a discus throw on the ground.