One night of practice.

Fang Ze felt like he was about to break through.

Thinking that he had been in the second level of Qi Refining for a long time, he was finally about to break through, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

However, it seems that something is almost there.

After thinking about it for a while.

Maybe the worst is to fight.

He smiled softly, then his eyes sterned.

Someone dared to come to the door.

At this time, Wu Qilan and others had already been busy with the branch.

Only Jia Lihui was practicing a set of boxing techniques taught to him by Fang Ze in the yard.

Because he has a poor foundation, in addition to learning to refine Qi, Fang Ze also taught him a set of boxing techniques.

He also studied very seriously and practiced in the yard early in the morning.

After practicing for a while, he suddenly found that there were two more people in the yard.

The two men were all wearing big black robes, one of them was a man nearly two meters tall, standing there with a expressionless face like a small hill.

The other one is a thin old man, and his sleeves are empty, making him look extremely cold.

"Who are you?"
Chapter completed!