, give students back ten thousand times, and never hide their secrets as a teacher

"Mader, why is this demon so powerful? It is hundreds of times more powerful than the previous ones."

"Bah, I have grown so old and have never suffered such a big loss in the same realm."

Qi Wuhui spat out a mouthful of mud and cursed. In just a few minutes of fighting, he was almost autistic.

Why is the demon spirit that came this time so powerful? This is unreasonable.

Getting up from the ground with a disgraced face, Qi Wuhui gradually calmed down as he looked at Ye Qiu opposite him.

"Huh...this guy has something, it seems he can't attack by force."

After calming down and thinking for a moment, Qi Wuhui's eyes flashed with a hint of evil.

Ye Qiu, who knew him well, immediately understood that this old boy was probably thinking of some dirty trick.

It seems that he has to be more careful, otherwise it will be embarrassing if he gets tricked.

In the dark world around them, strange auras floated in the air, and Ye Qiu and Qi Wuhui looked at each other through the air.

What's more interesting is that Qi Wuhui is obviously the weak side, but everyone in the Butian Sect is actually expecting a good show.

Qi Wuhui was completely confused by their reactions.

What are they doing? Even if they don’t come to help me, they start teasing me while watching the show.

"Made, at the critical moment, you have to rely on yourself."

Qi Wuhui cursed and charged up the sword in his hand again. He glared at Ye Qiu and said, "You little thief, if you have the guts, come here. Grandpa Qi will teach you how to behave today."

Filled with hatred, Ye Qiu twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard this. Looking at his mean look, he wanted to go up and slap him.

But then I thought about it, this old boy might be holding back his ultimate move and couldn't use it.

"Cut..."

Ye Qiu smiled disdainfully and said, "Come here if you dare."

"Come here."

"Come here."

The two started shouting in the distance, but no one wanted to go over. After shouting for a long time, Ye Qiu's patience gradually wore away.

"Damn Qi Wuhui, if I don't beat him up today, this matter is not over yet."

Ye Qiu was angry. The competition for the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House in the upper level was still going on in an exciting way. How could he have time to waste here with Qi Wuhui?

With a curse word, Ye Qiu punched out, and in an instant... a shocking energy hit him.

Qi Wuhui's expression changed upon hearing this, and his face instantly turned pale.

"I wipe."

"So fierce?"

He was stunned. The dirty move he had originally planned was stunned by this punch and he forgot how to use it.

Boom...

I saw the fist hit Qi Wuhui's face hard, causing pain.

Qi Wuhui screamed, but before it was over, Ye Qiu picked him up again and threw him to the ground.

"What the hell."

This suddenly violent scene shocked everyone present in the Butian Sect.

"This is the first time I have seen Master Ye so irritable."

"This feeling of punching and punching is somewhat tinged with personal grudges."

Everyone was a little afraid to look at Qi Wuhui's sad face with a bruised nose and swollen face, which made them feel distressed.

They don’t believe anyone who says this without personal grudges.

"Uncle Headmaster, this..."

Seeing his father in such misery, Qi Hao also felt heartbroken and said.

Mainly because he was afraid of being beaten, so he didn't dare to go in. He could only remind Meng Tianzheng to stop the beating in time.

"Haha..."

Meng Tianzheng looked at the battle ahead and laughed unkindly, and then said: "Okay, two junior brothers, it's almost done."
Chapter completed!