In the next month, the Wild Temple was in a state of chaos.

"Wang Zhuanghu! You don't do your homework!" Yang Gui's roar came from the classroom.

"No, teacher, I forgot to bring it." A two-meter-four strong man stood up awkwardly, quibbling like a little girl in front of Yang Gui.

"Fart, if you didn't bring it, you didn't write it!"

Yang Gui slapped a stack of homework books on the podium, "Stand at the door and listen. I'll find your sect leader tomorrow!"

"Ah, please don't, teacher." Wang Zhuanghu looked blank, "How many days has it been since our sect master died?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You Ghost King Sect disciples are the ones with the most problems these days. You waste so much time just digging the Ghost King's grave every day. You can dig it for me right after school. Do you hear me?"

Yang Gui was so heartbroken and crazy that the leader of the Ghost King, who was affected by the Immortal Killing Sword, originally had only seven days to live, but he died not long after returning to the Wilderness Temple.

But later, when he was giving basic lessons to the disciples of the Demon Sect, the disciples of the Ghost King Sect did not do their homework, skipped class, beat their classmates, and wanted to invite the sect leader. Yang Gui actually asked the disciples of the Ghost King Sect to dig out the Ghost King from his grave and use the Sacred Heart

Resurrect him.

He scolded the resurrected ghost king, and then asked the ghost king to beat his disciple, and then beat him to death again and buried him again.

"It's better not to give it to you." Qiu Wangyu waved his daughter, "Although you are from a demon sect, you are still as good as yours."

Yang Gui plausibly said: "I saved Qiu Wangyu because I have a friendship with him, but I have no friendship with the Ghost King. He is already dead, and I just restored him to the state before waking him up. Is this reasonable?"

"That's right." This disciple knew what Qiu Wangyu was shocked about, "The leader of the group is very profound. He holds a green sword and killed many of our brothers. Now they are all running over to support us."

"what happened?"

Is this something humans do?

"Ah, then..." Qiu Wangyu thought for a while and said, "The strong will eat the weak, and the fittest will survive."

"What he means is..." Although the Poison God is more scheming than the Ghost King, he will die as a thief when he grows old. I am also full of hope, and I slowly realized that it was right, "No one is secretly trying to

Take this opportunity to destroy the iconic items of your holy religion to undermine the prestige of your holy religion?"

Long Jian shook his head and patted Qiu Wangyu on the shoulder, "Hey, he answered the next question correctly tonight. Da Qiu, he still has to study less. If he goes up like that, how can you let his daughter take over the cram school?"

Will the position of principal be given to him?"

A member of the Demon Cult shouted, and a small group of people took half a step forward, using a ladder-like defense method to block the Ten Thousand Sword.

Li Yiyi's expression didn't change at all, he was still full of fighting spirit and passionate. I lit up the fairy sword in my hand again, and the green light was like a sea hanging upside down, rolling towards the man's head.

Qiu Wangyu has now resigned as the leader of the Wudang sect and considers himself a member of the Wudang sect. When talking about his subordinate unit, he unscrupulously calls it "the devil's sect". "Do you really expect us to have no sense of shame and promote self-consciousness?"

My magic weapon, the Heavenly Demon Banner, was chopped into pieces by Tian Chengzi using Zhu Xian at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. With or without the magic weapon, I can't fly for the time being.

Qiu Wangyu looked at Long Jian with a twitching face, thinking that he could be his daughter for a long time. Not seventy minutes passed before I came back to my senses and gave Long Jian a little thumbs up, "Zhang Sanfeng, really, the Demon Cult is just like this."

Yile, when it comes to exterminating humanity, it depends on you Wudang."

"Of course I am more anxious. There are fewer people sneaking into cram schools secretly. If he asks us to make up lessons, we still have to scold him for being the fourteenth generation of his ancestors!"

At this moment, Master Yang came over with a stack of bad papers for correction and placed them behind Long Jian.

"Come on, today's homework is to finish that chapter of "One Lesson, One Exercise" before class, do pages 89-134 of "Unit Exercises", and recite "Basic Principles of the Generation and Operation of Magic Power". After class tomorrow, you will check "Exercise"

"Hazard Precautions When Using Equipment" Understand the situation and take classes!

"Oh, I understand, let him go." Qiu Wangyu let go of his hand and said: "He told the brothers in the sect that life is the first priority, and others don't matter. Without you and the two real people here, the Qingyun Sect will be destroyed.

It’s the beginning of heaven.”

"The difference is small. Basically, if you pass more than 40%, you should be able to keep up with the pace of our first-year courses."

"This... we dare to come back to get out of class again," Qiu Wangyu said tentatively.

Long Jian put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky in the distance, as if he saw a more involuted future:

"Kill ghosts and gods!"

"What kind of shame, stimulating self-consciousness, and great hatred? He still has to learn. Think about it, when a year ago, the first-year classmates who returned from Wudang could easily hit us with their hands.

When that happens, what will happen?”

"Enter!"

"Bad." Qinglong nodded and rushed out with the other eight people.

Qiu Wangyu paused and nodded beside him: "Yes, yes, everything you said is correct and true."

"Yes, yes, we killed you!" Qiu Wangyu was not dumbfounded at all, it was just as he imagined. No one dares to offend the territory where a lowly person like you is sitting, obviously he always takes you seriously.

Besides, if you offend your power, you should go out and kill me right then and there.

The disciples of Changsheng Hall nodded excitedly, and the leader's scornful demeanor was still heart-wrenching.

I know that after Qiu Wangyu looked at the sky, he could only be regarded as knowing that the sky is low and the earth is thick. But now he looks at the sky, which is really called... a fox pretending to be a tiger.

"Kill me as soon as I can. You two are members of the Demon Sect. Qingyun Sect can always kill you two." Li Yi was grading yesterday's homework very calmly.

"Hey, you're rewarded, you're rewarded." Li Yihuai said happily as if he had been criticized: "When the time comes, our Wudang will crack down on a wave of white cram schools like theirs, publicly stating that tutoring is allowed in class, and severely punishing those caught.

, guess what?"

"Look at him, he is wrong. You tell him that at this time, whether he is eliminated or those who have returned from exchange studies, their anxiety will end. The anxiety of being eliminated will become completely competitive in the Tao, and from a

The weak become to the point where they can be knocked over by someone’s hand;”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The entire demon sect went up and down, and above the low pressure of Dragon Sword, it retreated into a crazy involution mode. Morning reading ends at dawn every day, and there are still more readings at night.

Studying late at night, staying up all night to do homework. On the seventh day, the rooster is still crowing, and I have to get up to finish class again.

The man was startled and quickly jumped back into the formation. The green light of the Cutting Thousand Sword was blocked again.

Suddenly, everyone in the Demon Cult's headquarters was frightened by Long Jian's news. Seeing Long Jian's legs weakening, he was so angry that he had to kneel down and kowtow to him, becoming the smallest inner demon in the Demon Cult's heart.

"You two masters are bad! The Qingyun Sect is here to kill you!" Qiu Wangyu ran back to the main hall and reported to Long Jian and Yang Zhenren.

"Want to risk your life to avoid doing homework? Is there any way?"

"yes!"

"Killing and injuring the members of the cult is basically the result we want. How can a mere seventy-seven-year-old disciple kill someone in the Demon Cult Headquarters? Even the Wudang disciples are weak now, unless they are these two real men outside.

Do it yourself.”

"Ah~" Long Jian let out a sigh of relief, "That's right, we have to roll up all of us. Just meditate and practice by ourselves every day. How can this be done? Training is about cultivating talents!"

"Yes, but I advise them not to go. That's just making a fool of myself. The people of Qingyun Sect have no brains." Qiu Wangyu is a fool like me from the Devil's Sect who has lost the ability to think after just one daughter. I judged it calmly.

The intention of Qingyun's disciples.

The disciples of the Demon Cult all exclaimed, "What kind of Demon Cult are we? Compared with Wudang, you are no longer saints."

The wind was surging and the clouds were changing, and the green light rushed down like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. With a wave of unruly madness that respected the sky and feared ghosts and gods, it broke through the defense circle of the people in the demon sect.

Li Yi roared loudly, and his sword and man merged into one, like a green dragon rushing down for four days. Even in the face of countless untrained demon sect members, he dared to swim against the current.

I also thought it was in the past and wanted to suggest reducing my burden to Long Jian, but instead of being dragged away by Long Jian, I ended the get out of class together. In this class, Qiu Wangyu never dared to speak less.

A member of the Demon Cult stretched out his hand and crushed the sword light, and said with a ferocious smile: "The big thief, he is very courageous. He dares to attack the main entrance of your temple by himself. Just keep your life there today!"

No matter how powerful the Zhanwan Sword is, it is still difficult to penetrate so few layers of defense. The so-called weak crossbow can penetrate Lu Zhen. When the green sword light falls into the crowd of the demon sect, there is no one left.

The ground is vulnerable to a blow.

From the mouths of the disciples, Qiu Wangyu learned that the Qingyun Sect did not come out in full force, but only a few young disciples came. Not eight of them set fires in seven places, and not one of them was holding a divine sword and fighting in the front.

The disciple who was casually caught by Qiu Wangyu just turned out to be from Changsheng Hall. He called Qiu Wangyu such a young man, but for a moment he changed his name and said, "The people from Qingyun Sect are going to be killed!"

As soon as the dragon sword gave the order, the two thousand people fled in a hurry, running slowly.

With that one move, the whole demon sect was frightened, and no one dared to confront the teacher.

"Yes, yes, tell us that we have been eliminated. From the end of today, we can't just follow you to get out of class and do homework together. We can play as we want." Long Jian pulled out the passing paper from above.

, handed it to Qiu Wangyu.

"You are so ugly, Wang Zongyi, one man and one sword are enough to defeat the devil!"

Wang Zongyi was sweating all over his body. I secretly cried out in my heart, in just one month, how could those demon sect members become so unique? If the demon sect members at the foot of Qingyun Mountain did not have that kind of quality,

, I am afraid that the Qingyun Sect will support the arrival of Wudang reinforcements in this battle.

I originally planned to cut a path with my sword, rush into the main hall, and attract attention to the green pine trees. But now it seems that if I don't make any move, I am afraid I will be trapped and die here.

Qiu Wangyu was confused, so he had no choice but to go up again to find out the news.

"The momentum we have created is huge, we have to go out." The Poison God nodded, "Teach...Brother Qiu, although he has not resigned as the leader and joined Wudang, but for the sake of such a young man's family background, if he still

Help?"

At the main entrance of the Wilderness Temple, green sword rays were galloping horizontally. Wang Zong walked straight in. In an instant, everyone saw the sword rays covering the sky and covering the earth, rolling in like a huge flood.

Anyway, I have finished class again, and I am also the leader now. The dead Taoist friends are dead and poor Taoists, so let's go to death.

"Give us a smaller workload?" Qiu Wangyu suddenly realized.

"Huh, it's not bad." Qiu Wangyu let out a long breath. I thought the Qingyun Sect came out in full force, and Tian Chengzi came to chop down the door with the Zhuxian Sword. "Why, Qinglong, the Poison God, even them...

Alarmed?"
To be continued...