The shout of the master resounded throughout the Lingchu Academy.

Because of the urgency, the head of the sect did not suppress the cultivation, and the disciples in the Dongyu courtyard felt that their hearts were shocked, and their ears roared continuously.

Their hearts were like a thunderbolt, and they wanted to run for their lives immediately, but they were shocked by this momentum, their limbs were numb at this time, but they could not move a single inch under their feet.

As for the head of the Fang Academy, as the primary target of the sect, as soon as she came into contact with this huge roaring majestic sound, she instantly spit out a mouthful of Yin Yin's blood.

The sound of the Dharma Sect was loud and loud, solemn and shocking, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, which woke up the head of the Fang Yuan from his furious spirit.

Fang Yuanshou stopped abruptly when he was half a step away from Wu Zijian.

Her right palm, which fell from top to bottom towards Wu Zijian's Tianling Gai, hovered above Wu Zijian's head, three inches.

Although Fang Yuan's first palm stopped three inches above Wu Zijian's head in a precarious manner, it did not hit Wu Zijian's head.

However, the fierce wind carried by the head of the Fang Courtyard was swept away, rushing towards Wu Zijian.

"Fluttering ——!"

"Puff puff puff ——!"

"Hiss——!"

“......”

After a deafening and sore stabbing sound, although Wu Zijian escaped death, from the top of his head to the skin of his upper body, in addition to his arms and chest, his skin and flesh were still intact, and his flesh was tough, and his whole body was almost covered with broken skin and bleeding.

Wu Zijian's face was covered in blood, and he looked really scary.

The white collared T-shirt he was wearing was also broken and ragged by the narrow cracks, and there were many holes.

It was also covered with blood.

The T-shirt is torn, and now that Wu Zijian has reached the spiritual realm, he is in the Lingchu School Palace, and after this T-shirt, I am afraid that he will rarely wear it.

But the wounds on his head, face, and body stained his clothes red, making Wu Zijian feel a pain like a knife at this moment.

Finely crushed wounds, painful and sour, Wu Zijian bared his teeth and grinned, as if he was in a thorn bush, and his body made a short convulsion from time to time.

The hands of the disciples around them who were covering their ears had just been slowly put down, and the sound of the palm teaching sounded again.

However, this time, the voice of the sect is much gentler than that of Fang Cai:

Fang ...... Alas, the head of the Fang Yuan, he didn't come to the Taiqing Palace to discuss matters soon, let alone when. ”

The disciples seemed to be frightened by the deafening roar of anger before the sect, and they hurriedly covered their ears with their hands after hearing the sound.

Wu Zijian leaned against the mountain wall and faced the courtyard gate.

He saw in his eyes that inside and outside the courtyard, whether it was a senior brother or a junior brother, whether it was a senior sister or a junior sister, at this time, they all made uniform head-hugging movements without prior appointment.

The disciples of the Academy Palace who killed Matt's shape are really stupid and naïve!

Wu Zijian wanted to laugh, but because of the uncertain face of Fang Yuan, he still stood in front of him, because Wu Zijian couldn't help but laugh.

The world is so wonderful that he doesn't want to die so early.

Wu Zi's body, although he was twitching from time to time because of the pain, but under his serious and tight baby face, he was full of joy and relaxation:

It seems that in the Lingchu Academy, there are still people who are willing to be reasonable!

It's not easy!

Finally, someone is willing to do justice for me......

If you are willing to chop your body, you can blow up the lungs of the hospital.

This sentence is not only appropriate to the situation, but also in line with Wu Zijian's current situation.

Fang Yuan's right palm was already clenched into a fist, and his eyes were blazing as he looked at Wu Zijian.

Her breasts, too, with nowhere to vent their anger, fell violently together, as if they were about to explode at any moment.

Her mood at the moment is more complicated than Wu Zijian's.

Finally, Fang Yuanshou took a breath and closed his eyes, turned around and waved in the direction of Longji Mountain, and left the Dongyu courtyard with the order.

Wu Zijian didn't see the head of the courtyard holding Hua Fengtian in the purple brocade robe under his armpit, with a look of Bi Qi who was not giving up, after the rainbow flew away, he threw the vultures and held on for a while, and after repeatedly confirming that the head of the courtyard had indeed left, he was really relieved in his heart.

On Wu Zijian's chest, there is a baby's palm-sized, with a wide and round head and a thin tail, like a comma-like light blue hook jade mark.

There were some white scratches on the jade mark, and when Fang Yuan had just turned to leave, it suddenly lit up imperceptibly, and then darkened again.

Not to mention the bigwigs from all sides of the Lingchu Academy, the disciples of the East Courtyard, even the head of the Fang Courtyard, who was close to Wu Zijian, and the real person who had been paying attention to Wu Zijian, were also unaware of the quiet glow of this light blue jade mark.

At this time, Wu Zijian, who was soaked with cold sweat and soft all over his body, leaned against the mountain wall, was even more unaware of this.

At the same time, the light blue magatayu was shining, and suddenly there was a faint voice that couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, an old or a young one, and it came from somewhere in the Lingchu School Palace, towards Wu Zijian:

"Innate companion spirit treasure, Nether Ascendant, finally, wait for you......"

Wu Zijian faintly heard this vague and hazy sentence.

He jerked his head up, glared at him, and looked around blankly.

I saw that the head of the Fang Courtyard in mid-air, including the disciples inside and outside the courtyard, seemed to be unaware of this.

Wu Zijian couldn't hold on any longer at the moment, he slowly slid his aching body down the mountain wall and sat down......

As soon as the first person in the courtyard left, the disciples in the courtyard also breathed a sigh of relief.

Yue'er tilted her head and asked Senior Brother:

"Storage Spirit Treasure, shall we take it back?"

When the senior brother heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched and he replied:

"Lingbao has always been a virtuous person, and the senior brother is shallow in virtue, so this time, it will not be mixed. If the second junior brother is interested in the storage spirit treasure, he can just let it go. ”

When Beibangzi heard this, he waved his hand at the senior brother again and again:

"I can't help it, I can't help it, my junior brother is just here to see the excitement, how can many people love it, it's not a gentleman's doing, it's not a gentleman's doing......"

Yu'er turned her head again, reluctantly snorted at Bai Renfu, and said:

"Hmph, Bai Laosan, it's really cheap for you!

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