?This is...what sword?!

The penetration power of the Dream Pattern Sword is much beyond Huang Tao's expectations.

Mengwen, of course he knew that after all, Mengwen master is an important profession in the human universe.

But, can dream patterns still be used like this?

Can you gather into a sword to break your own trident vortex?

Looking at the trident in his hand that had a broken mouth, he looked at the dream-patterned sword that was pierced on his chest.

All new resources and grand careers seem to be gone.

A heart-wrenching feeling arises naturally.

Huang Tao was completely confused.

Standing there, it seemed to be in a strange contemplation.

The whistling sound suddenly started.

Black lights came quietly.

Sneaky, silent.

When he approached Huang Tao's side, he suddenly rose.

It was like an evil ghost approaching his body, and his face instantly showed a hideous face.

Puff!

A loud crash.

It was the strange sound of a hard object piercing the body.

Blood flew everywhere and splashed in the sky.

Huang Tao came to his senses and suddenly let out a shrill scream.

He covered his waist and his eyes turned red in an instant.

"What about ten moves?!"

The old Yin pen came out of his body, as if he was still unfinished and rushed towards Su Fu.

The trauma caused by the Dream-Wrinkle Sword made Huang Tao’s face turn bloody.

Covering his chest and waist, blood splattered out desperately.

Huang Tao was ashamed, angry, angry, and crazy...

It would be fine if he failed to oppress Su Fu ten moves, but he was even injured by a backhand.

Although he was always pressing Su Fu to beat him, Su Fu's body was covered with wounds.

However, Su Fu's cultivation level is only in the Four Clouds Nebula Realm, and he is injured... isn't it supposed to be?

And he, Huang Tao, is a genius in the second turn of the Starry Sky Realm... a genius in the palace cave stars.

How could he be injured?

It's embarrassing!

The best thing he is at is sword, in Huang Tao's opinion... it's cheap!

It’s heart-wrenching, why do you have to thigh your waist?

That is the dignity of a man!

Huang Tao's eyes suddenly turned red when he became angry.

Although the Dream-Wrinkle Sword was penetrated through the chest and was injured, the injury was not very serious.

Mengwen Xiaojian wanted to kill him, but it was still a little worse.

boom!

Holding a trident with a hole, Huang Tao's breath continued to rise.

Su Fu's body shook slightly and grinned.

Comfortable.

Does he, Demon King Su... look like a person who suffers losses?

Wei Chi asked him to enter the first batch of practice, so he must be low-key and not cause trouble.

Su Fu also wants to keep a low profile.

But excellent people will be like dusty gold wherever they go, and they will inadvertently reveal golden light, making it difficult to conceal their excellence.

This is damn, nowhere to be placed... Excellent.

Now, it’s not Su Fu who wants to cause trouble, but what he wants to do is to do.

Since that's the case, he had to go back.

Of course, this battle also sounded a wake-up call for Su Fu.

The first batch of practice is indeed different from the third batch. Here... Su Fu's cultivation level in the Siyun Nebula Realm is indeed nothing.

Just Huang Tao almost beat him up.

If it weren't for the Dream-Wrinkle Sword, it had an unconcealable excellence.

It is very likely that Su Fu will fall in this wave.

The old guy Wei Chi was a little pretentious, but what he said was still very realistic.

In the palace.

Cang Yunyue's eyes were filled with a little bit of elegance.

Something interesting.

The dream patterns are condensed into a small sword. The sword condensed in total and only had less than a hundred dream patterns, and it could burst out with such power.

If it can condense tens of thousands of dream patterns, how many times will the power of this sword be increased?

As a mentor, Cang Yunyue had already had plans in her mind.

The mentor is not that easy to do, and the first batch of practice is very fond of every genius.

As mentors, you must be responsible for the future of every student. How they practice, what paths should be, when to break through, and how likely they are to become immortal masters, you must have a systematic record.

This is Cang Yunyue’s job.

She was angry with Su Fu because Su Fu was delayed for two months and was too far behind. It was too difficult to chase him.

Just like a group of geniuses attending the Olympiad mathematics class, everyone's starting point is the same. After taking two months of leave, how many courses have you missed? These courses are simply difficult to make up for. Even if you are also a genius, it is difficult to catch up with others. After all, others are also geniuses.

...

Huang Tao was extremely embarrassed and angry.

Pull his waist?

This damn guy, this is pressing Huang Tao's dignity as a man to the ground and trampling hard!

How can I bear it?

Rumble!

Huang Tao's perception began to boil, and fish scales appeared on the surface of his skin.

"Enough."

suddenly.

A faint sound exploded.

In the palace, Cang Yunyue spoke.

"Isn't it enough to be embarrassed? I've been leading others in two months to practice. Have you practiced on dogs in these two months? In the battle just now, you had at least five chances to kill him, but what did you do? You can't treat the enemy with any contempt. Any contempt or even go to the battlefield will become your death talisman."

Cang Yunyue stared at Huang Tao and scolded.

Huang Tao's body shook, and facing Cang Yunyue's scolding, his body trembled, but he dared not speak out.

"I'm very disappointed with you. Go to the virtual battlefield and can't bring back one million points of resources. I'll put the bed and leave!"

Cang Yunyue cursed.

Huang Tao's face turned pale slightly, one million points of resources...

However, he dared not refute it. Cang Yunyue is like this. The more you refute, the heavier the punishment will be.

He glanced at Su Fu with complicated eyes.

Resentment is not resentment. As Cang Yunyue said, it was indeed because he was careless and underestimated the enemy. He thought Su Fu was good at physical body. He never expected that Su Fu was good at dream patterns...Sword.

It's hidden deep enough, old Yin coins!

The people around were also speechless. Huang Tao’s wave was really a loss. It would be fine if the newcomer didn’t make any money, but he was punished like this.
To be continued...