What? Let me find a fairy to be my wife

There were only a dozen steps away from them.

Every time Zhang Yu passed a staircase, he would say to the people on the staircase: "Hey, nephew, you are great! Keep it up!"

Those who were already exhausted all looked at Zhang Yu and said respectfully, "Hello, Uncle Master!"

They were already on the verge of failure, and the sword peak's restriction crushed them so hard that they couldn't even stand up straight.

They were all sweating profusely and couldn't even stand up straight.

Zhang Yu smiled slightly and left the place directly.

As Zhang Yu left, the sounds of disciples falling to the ground continued to be heard behind him.

Zhang Yu looked at Hong Qing beside him. At this moment, she was on the verge of fainting because she could not bear the intense pressure.

Zhang Yu looked at this scene with a slight smile on his face.

The immortal power in her body enveloped her and Peacock Pan.

Peacock Pan originally smelled a bloody taste in his mouth, and he felt like his lungs were about to explode.

He couldn't use any strength at all and had to rely on the young master to pull him along.

His lips had turned white.

The whole person feels like he is too milky to see himself.

But the moment he was enveloped by Zhang Yu's immortal power.

His feeling suddenly disappeared.

The whole person becomes extremely relaxed.

It's the kind that makes your whole body suddenly feel lighter.

Zhang Yu's eyes were fixed on everything in front of him.

The corners of his mouth opened and a smile appeared on his face.

He looked at the two of them and said, "Are you feeling comfortable now?"

The two of them felt the sensation in their bodies and their eyes lit up.

He looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Thank you, Junior Master."

Zhang Yu let them go and said, "In that case, just go on your own!"

At the same time, Zhang Yu looked at Mo Tao who was struggling in front, and said to Kong Que Pan: "You know what to do!"

Peacock Pan listened to this, his eyes lit up slightly, and a smile appeared on his face: "Sir, leave everything to me, Pan Shuai."

As he spoke, Peacock Pan strode forward, looking at the immortal power that enveloped him, knowing that all these negative effects seemed to be blocked by this immortal power.

Many thoughts came into my mind.

Complex thoughts kept flashing through my mind.

Only someone as unique and powerful as you can have such extraordinary powers that can reach this level.

His eyes were filled with many images.

While he was thinking, he had already come to the side of Mo Tao and the other three.

The three Mo Taos looked at Peacock Pan, whose face was calm and whose heart was not beating, and found that he had actually come to their side.

Moreover, they were all sweating profusely, and their faces were flushed due to the boundless pressure.

But the other party didn't react at all, which made people feel extremely surprised.

Peacock Pan said directly to Mo Tao: "Hello, Brother Tao!"

"What are you doing, Brother Tao?"

"Your face is so red?"

"Isn't Brother Tao known as the man who can handle things the best?"

As the voice of Peacock Pan fell.

Mo Tao felt an endless sense of challenge.

The eyes of the others were all focused on Kong Que Pan, who said to them, "Everyone, hold on."

"I'm not like you. I'm not so upset by such a small setback."

"Go ahead!"

Mo Tao was breathless from the tone of the words, his lungs were shaking, and as all this happened, he clenched his fists tightly.

The whole person looked directly at Peacock Pan and chased after him.

Although he was full of enthusiasm, Peacock Pan failed to catch up. He felt as if his legs were filled with lead and it was extremely uncomfortable to even lift them up a little.

I felt as if my heart and lungs were under immense pressure.

I couldn't hold back any longer and the hot liquid surged up.

"Wow!" Mo Tao spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, Zhang Yu brought Hong Qing with him, and the two of them walked leisurely on the steps of Jianfeng.

Everyone who passed by greeted Zhang Yu.

At this time, he walked up to Xue Shen, Bing Yan Hua Ji, and Huo Ling Er and said, "Good morning!"

Huo Linger looked at Zhang Yu with tears in her eyes.

Zhang Yu looked at her and subconsciously took a step back and said, "I didn't do anything to you!"

"Don't cry."

Huo Linger said: "Sir, how did you do it? Teach me."

"Because I've always been on your side."

Zhang Yu listened to such emotional and logical words, nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Since you are so well-behaved, I will help you!" As Zhang Yu spoke, he waved his right hand and a ray of light hit her directly.

This magical power enveloped Huo Ling'er.

Huo Linger felt all of this, her eyes widened and a look of shock appeared on her face.

As she felt the Young Master's magical power enveloping her, all the negative effects on her body disappeared.

This feeling cannot be described in words.

Zhang Yu glanced at the brother and sister Xue Shen and Bing Yan Hua Ji, and their eyes were filled with shock.

One can imagine the shock they felt deep in their hearts at this moment.

Zhang Yu didn't care about that.

If he doesn't speak, do we have to let him speak on his own initiative?

That is simply impossible.

Zhang Yu took one step and passed directly by Snow God and Bing Yanhua Ji.

As his figure passed by, everyone's eyes were on Zhang Yu's passing figure.

Seeing this, Huo Linger chased after him.

She felt that following Zhang Yu was the right choice.

Zhang Yu came straight to Mo Tao without stopping. Seeing Mo Tao spitting blood, he opened his mouth and mocked him to the extreme: "Classmate Mo Tao, he is spitting blood!"

“You young people nowadays!”

"I don't know how to say you are good."

“No one takes their body seriously!”

"Look, you can't even hold on any longer. Your body is staggering."

"Let's come back next time. This sword won't run away, right?" Zhang Yu mocked mercilessly from the side.

Huo Linger was extremely relieved when she heard this, because the young master was not talking about her.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be scolded to death.

When Mo Tao listened to Zhang Yu's words, he became so angry that he spat out blood again.

The whole person lost his balance and fell down.

Zhang Yu looked at this scene and said with a smile: "Then classmate Mo Tao, if you continue to vomit, the uncle will not persuade you anymore."

"Uncle Master understands that you have your own persistence."

"Master is just too old."

"I can't keep up with the times you young people are in."

Hearing this, Zhang Yu stared at the magic monster and stepped over him.

Mo Tao's face was flushed red, and his anger reached its peak, but Zhang Yu didn't care whether he was angry or not.

Whether he is angry or not has nothing to do with me.

Zhang Yu watched this scene with a smile on his face. The feeling of this ruthless mockery was really refreshing.

The students below were listening to Zhang Yu's words and looking at Mo Tao with sympathy on their faces.