Yesterday, a sneeze from the PE teacher made the whole school know that he had a cold, so the students in the second class of the third year of high school did not expect this PE class to be normal. They were about to take out the thick study materials, and the head teacher once again entered the front door with a strange face:

"Students, please introduce your substitute teacher, Mr. Fan Zhong. He will be your PE teacher during his time off. ”

Bai Mu, who was in the last row of the classroom, looked solemnly at the middle-aged man with a gentle smile on his face, his qi was the strongest Bai Mu had seen so far, even surpassing Zhu Chiling, who had broken through to the middle stage of foundation building!

"Is it the late stage of foundation building?" Bai Mu saw the sharp gaze cast by the other party, and even felt that the flow of spiritual energy in his body was no longer smooth. The origin of the other party is not too difficult to guess, and the only human monk who has come into contact with Bai Mu is Zhu Chiling, the eldest lady, but with her character, I am afraid that she will not condone her subordinates to be so provocative. It was just the man with the sunglasses......

Fan Zhong actually saw that young man raise his head and smile brightly, this was a great ridicule to him! He sneered and thought, can a young monk in the early stage of foundation building dare to resist himself?

Bai Mu came outdoors with all his classmates, Xia Tao caught a glimpse of the fine beads of sweat on his head, and asked with some concern: "What's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?" Bai Mu replied with an indifferent expression: "What's the matter with you?"

Xia Tao was stunned. Bai Mu, who had been talking to herself all the time, suddenly seemed to be a different person, she felt a little wronged, as if she had been played with by someone. Bai Mu looked at Xia Tao, whose eyes were filled with tears, and turned around and walked away without saying a word.

His confidence in escaping from the other party's hands does not mean that he has the ability to protect the people around him. Surrounded by the qi of this middle-aged man named Fan Zhong, Bai Mu felt that his breath was sluggish, and the difference in strength that was almost a big realm made him understand how unrealistic the leapfrog battle he had understood before was.

After the roll call, Fan Zhong spoke out again: "Who is classmate Bai Mu?" The students looked at Bai Mu at the end of the line, Bai Mu replied with a gloomy face, and approached slowly.

"I heard that you are very talented in long-distance running, other students are free to move, Bai Mu and I will come here!" Fan Zhong smiled gently, but Bai Mu almost knelt on the ground under his beat!

"It's trouble!" The weight of the power of the palm that fell on his shoulder made Bai Mu's heart sink, "It turned out to be the pinnacle of foundation building specializing in physical cultivation." In this way, when there is a big gap in the quality of spiritual power, Bai Mu's original flexible attack method is not very effective: he doesn't even know if his attack can hurt the other party!

Bai Mu's height is more than one meter eight, but the burly Fan Zhong is actually one meter nine! Bai Mu looked at the tower-like Fan Zhong and understood that this might be the result of specializing in physical cultivation, such a burly guy might be able to easily tear apart the body of the bear demon.

Bai Mu silently followed Fan Zhong to the teaching building that had not been put into use, where there were no cameras and few people passed by. Bai Mu was the first to ask, "Who sent you to me, and what is your purpose?"

Fan Zhong stopped, turned around and looked at Bai Mu with contempt: "What qualifications do you have to approach Miss Zhu Chiling? Even let Miss Zhu Chiling use her family connections to do so much for you?" Bai Mu's unique way of concealing his aura made Fan Zhong unaware of the fact that he was a demon beast, in Fan Zhong's eyes, this was just a little monk who had just built a foundation.

Bai Mu, who was in danger, was surprisingly calm: "First of all, the relationship between me and Zhu Chiling, you are not qualified to point fingers. Bai Mu slowly released his spiritual power, and a blue light flashed in his eyes. Fan Zhong felt that the other party's deliberately suppressed aura was fiercely confronting him, and there was no trace of vanity.

"Secondly, if it's a waste or not, you can try it and find out!"

Fan Zhong squinted his eyes and didn't choose to make a move: "You are not a person from the spirit vein. Without the support of the spiritual vein, how did you cultivate to the foundation building period?" Bai Mu didn't know whether the "spiritual vein" the other party was talking about was an organization or a location, but he knew that the biggest doubt in his body was the source of the spiritual energy! With only the thin spiritual energy, no matter how talented a cultivator was, it would be impossible for him to break through quickly, and he would be like a dead giant python, boiling to the end of his transformation, and then being forced to choose to devour his soul or eat a lot of blood to complete his progress.

Fan Zhong looked at Bai Mu, who was silent, and was surprised: "Could it be that this young man is really the descendant of that family?"

Bai Mu watched Fan Zhong suddenly have no intention of fighting, and even the coercion on his body dissipated a little, and he couldn't understand what was going on for a while. At this moment, the ground under Bai Mu's feet suddenly cracked, the dirt splashed everywhere, and the thick roots of his arms wrapped around his legs, dragging him into the dirt alive!

Bai Mu only felt that his throat was dry: another breath! It was not under Fan Zhong's power at all, and looking at it like this, it turned out to be a demon cultivator at the peak of the Transformation Realm! Bai Mu's scalp was numb for a while, unlike human monks, demon cultivators would not tell themselves any reason, and the demon cultivators who came to seek revenge must be able to get rid of themselves!

Bai Mu shouted at the top of his voice: "Uncle, it's fooled!"

Fan Zhong: "???Who is your uncle!?"

The ground under Fan Zhong's feet had already begun to rumble, and the thicker tree roots that were even thicker than the ones that trapped Bai Mu burst out, about to restrain Fan Zhong! Fan Zhong, who had been on a mission for many years, turned around to dodge the whipping of several tree roots, and at the same time pulled out a cold and shining oriental saber from his storage ring!

Bai Mu shouted even harder: "Yes, uncle, hack it to death, hack it to death!"

Fan Zhong didn't have time to pay attention to this ghostly guy, this botanical demon cultivator seemed to have taken advantage of his attention to Bai Mu, and had already arranged a lot of things under their feet. Fan Zhongge blocked a few tough tree roots, pulled out the second saber, and his breath changed suddenly!

"It turned out to be Fan's hob technique, hehe, it hasn't been lost yet. ”

The delicate voice came first, and a burst of floral fragrance made Bai Mu, who was struggling in secret, feel dizzy. After calming down, he actually saw a pair of long legs in front of him. I don't know when a girl appeared who looked the same age as herself, wearing a pale yellow dress, and her skin looked more and more like congealed cream. She exuded a strong fragrance of osmanthus flowers, which seemed to be a manifestation of the extreme operation of the exercises.

Guishu Demon Tianxiang's heart is not as relaxed as it seems, she can feel that Fan Zhong's two sabers in her own formation are flying up and down, and the momentum is really rising layer by layer as rumored, she is at the peak of the transformation realm and Fan Zhong at the peak of the foundation building, but the Fan family's unique hob technique is famous for not being afraid of fierce battles, and it will not do her any good if it drags on!

Fan Zhong hit a real fire, with a low roar in his mouth, the two sabers stopped sharply in front of his chest, and the momentum that had been superimposed before burst out: "Break it for me!"

Bai Mu had just used his claws to cut off the roots of the tree that were entwined around him, and pulled out himself who had been planted in the ground like a radish, when he was tightly pulled by the pale Tianxiang. She replied with her right hand, and snow-like osmanthus petals appeared out of thin air, hindering Fan Zhong, who was about to rush up.

After the storm of osmanthus flowers dissipated, only a crater remained, extending into the dark underground.

Fan Zhong didn't follow up rashly, and the underground may be the home of the Dryad. The stumps and broken flowers in one place turned into demonic energy and dissipated under his cold snort, Fan Zhong looked at the remaining blood beads on his saber, and knew that this demon cultivator couldn't run far.

In the air defense base under a high ground in Jiangcheng, Bai Mu was hung up by the tree demon with rhizomes and five flowers. Tianxiang coughed up a mouthful of blood and looked at her lower abdomen, where there was a knife wound, which was injured by the hob that broke through the formation. She took a pill, sat down on the spot, and began to heal her injuries, expecting that Tianxiang, who would not dare to chase after the other party, soon entered a state of meditation and pranayama.

Bai Mu, who was swinging around in the air and shouting, gently sprinkled a wisp of cat hair in his hand.