"Hey, why haven't you reached the peak of Yuan Po yet?"

"I've only slept for less than a month as a teacher, why are you so embarrassed?"

"I originally wanted to recover some more soul power, and let you go to my senior sister's competition to secretly help you, but seeing your declining appearance, you even want to commit suicide?"

"It's really unproductive, and the manly husband is still crying?"

"Forget it, the stinky boy is a teacher, but I can warn you, the kid on the other side is not easy to deal with, with the strength I have recovered now, I don't want to hear my deep and sexy voice again after defeating him for a year and a half!"

At this moment, Xiao Qianjue was already in despair, but the bullet shot did not penetrate his head!

Looking closely, a thin layer of spirit beast armor had been generated at his temples, and the voice in his head was the spirit dream dust that had disappeared for more than twenty days.

"Master, is it you?" Xiao Qianjue thought that he was dead, and the voice in his head was just illusory.

Ling Mengchen's figure appeared in front of Xiao Qianjue's eyes, "Stinky boy, next lend your body to the teacher, take a good look and study hard!"

When Xiao Qian heard this, he burst out laughing, "I have never thought that Master is so handsome and chic......

Ling Mengchen raised his hand and flicked Xiao Qianjue's brain, "You stinky boy, didn't you cry just now?"

"Master, that guy's Jingyuan can form a repulsive force, I really can't do anything about him..."Xiao Qianjue said aggrievedly.

"Hmph, your two weapons are really powerful, but it also depends on who is using them, and they will be borrowed as a teacher to play with later!" Ling Mengchen pouted noncommittally, "Now you lend your body to the teacher!"

The moment the gunshot rang out, Han Yi had already put down Dabai and turned around to leave, but suddenly an extremely strong essence made him vigilant and looked back, seeing that Xiao Qianjue was the same as no one, Han Yi sneered, "I didn't expect that Mr. Xiao is not a person who believes in his word." ”

After finishing speaking, Han Yi's hands were sealed, and an extremely strong gravitational force sucked Xiao Qianjue directly to a place less than a foot away from him, only to see his hand on his waist, and a short sword as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in his hand, "Originally, I admired Mr. Xiao, but I didn't expect you, like most people, to say better than you actually do." ”

At this moment, Xiao Qianjue seemed to be different from just now, whether it was tone or timbre, "This seat is his master, how can he watch his beloved disciple die?"

Han Yi understood something at the moment, the information he had heard from Ling Yun'er and Xiao Qianji.

"Senior Ling?!" the corners of Han Yi's mouth raised slightly, "I didn't expect your old man to regain his strength so quickly." ”

At this moment, Xiao Qianjue's height reminded that his appearance began to change slowly, and after a few seconds, he seemed to have changed greatly, looking at the person in front of him, in his early thirties, the corners of his eyes and mouth were all down, his beard was white and fluttering in the wind, his left eye exuded a pink light, it seemed to be sloppy and unkempt, his face was full of stubble, his height was not strong and strong, he was dressed in a red brocade robe, and he was holding a three-sided telescopic military thorn in his hand, which seemed to be the first time he used it, and his hand kept pressing the switch, with the "click" The voice of the army thorn flickered and fell, wasn't it Ling Mengchen or who?

"Lingmengchen, to tell you the truth, I don't want to beat you, get out of here. Ling Mengchen's tone seemed as if he could knock Han Yi down at any time as long as he wanted to.

He has his own considerations, at this moment he is much stronger than the last time he fought against Lingyun, although he is nine out of ten when he defeats Han Yi, he also has to consume a lot of soul power, just like he said to Xiao Qianjue, he prefers to help him win that magical heart method, rather than dealing with a Han Yi dryly, not to mention that he has quietly cast the Four Seasons with the same wind, he can obviously sense that Xiao Qianji is also not far away.

I'm not afraid of single-handedness, he's afraid of a protracted battle, he's afraid of group fighting, Ling Mengchen, who is so arrogant and arrogant, actually added at this moment, "Boy, give this seat a face, okay if you don't fight?"

"......" Han Yi was speechless for a while, and after a while, I saw that he put away his cynical expression, and seemed to see Ling Mengchen's concerns in his heart, "Wing has always admired Ling seniors, but he didn't fight and fled without a fight, and Wing didn't have a face to deal with when he went back." ”

"Hurry up, what do you think, kid?" Ling Mengchen said impatiently.

"Wing is not obsessed with Jingyuan cultivation on weekdays, but loves piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so let's do it, if the spirit seniors can break my hands a few times, Wing will go back." Han Yi smiled.

"Come on, show!" Ling Mengchen was obviously an impatient, and he did have a reason to be in a hurry.

Han Yi saw that Ling Mengchen was full of confidence, and his heart also paid twelve points of attention, only to see him insert the cicada wing short sword into the ground casually, and then seal it with one hand, "Summoning technique, dragon chanting guqin come quickly!"

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a green dragon loomed, this dragon flew towards Han Yi like teeth and claws, and then the dragon's mouth opened, only to hear a long dragon roar, and after a long dragon roar, he actually spit out a guqin in his mouth, and landed steadily beside Han Yi.

"Nephew, why did you think of your uncle today?" Qinglong first looked at Ling Mengchen, and then at Da Bai who was lying there, only to see his body tremble twice, "Oh, I'll go, you're not dead yet, stinky cat?"

Da Bai seemed to be an old acquaintance with him, and when he heard him curse himself to death, he suddenly became angry, he raised his head with difficulty, and replied, "You old loach is not dead, can Uncle Ben die in front of you?"

The horizontal flesh on Qinglong's face was so angry that he looked at the tooth marks on his tail, and seemed to think of the humiliating past, "Hehe, weren't you quite capable when you were a child? Now you have become a sick cat? Come on, bite my tail again? Oops, I can't move? It's really retribution, come and walk two steps if you are not sick, take two steps, take two steps, take two steps!"

Seeing that he was so capable, Da Bai didn't know where the strength came from, the muscles on his two front legs bulged high, and he was actually on the ground, and it seemed that he could actually rush up and bite him, "Old loach, Uncle Ben won't bite your tail this time, I'm going to bite you J ((8)))!"

Da Bai's mouth is stinky, it is estimated that it is on par with Yan Yan Yan, hearing Da Bai say this, Qinglong immediately cated behind Han Yi, looked at his heir Shang Fang Sword, and felt a chill on his back, "Nephew, protect uncle!"

Han Yi sighed helplessly at this moment, his eldest uncle, as a rare 40,000-year-old spirit beast here, had no ability and little courage, no wonder his mother warned him that his uncle was a shame for the family......

Looking at the dragon chanting guqin in front of him, Han Yi perked up, if it wasn't for the battle against Ling Mengchen, he wouldn't want to summon his uncle to come out and be embarrassed, "Senior Ling, I was given the number of four uniques by that adult, the first one, the sound essence technique, the death Sanskrit sound, be careful!"

As the index finger plucked the strings, a quiet and serene tune was played, and the sound entered the ears of everyone present indiscriminately, as if they were in a sea of flowers......