Chapter 108: Furious clear

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The time in Fuchu is like a stream of water, and the outside world disturbs you.
Just after Lu Fan accepted the inheritance and closed down completely, the entire Budo Academy was disturbed by a roaring sky roar.
"What? Lu Fan was imprisoned in the Void Mansion?"
Master Qing was furious and smashed the table in front of him. Even if this is the only dining table in Yuanyuan.
Little Black, lying in the sun at the door, also stood upright. Watching Han Feng and others kneeling on the ground.
Han Feng gritted his teeth and shouted: "It is Yan Qing from the Yinyang Institute, and the grandson forcibly used the blood sacrifice method to release our essential blood in order to hide the immortal Qi Master's weapon. Brother Lu Fan ... Brother Lu Fan ... In order to save us, he fell into the mansion of the void. Yan Qing ’s grandson escaped, but Brother Lu Fan did not come out again. Maybe ... Maybe Brother Lu Fan was already dead inside! "
Master Yiqing shouted: "Yan Qing, dare to do this."
In an instant, Master Qing Qing flew in situ and flew toward the Yin-Yang Temple with a ray of light.
Master Daoguang and his brother did not have time to say a word.
Master Daoguang watched Master Yiqing fly away and gritted his teeth: "This time there will be a war between the two houses. Han Feng, you will soon take me to the place of the incident. You will see someone if you live, and you will see a dead if you die. . "
Han Feng immediately took Master Daoguang away.
The master's face was completely frozen, and he grabbed Chu Xing who was about to leave. The master said: "Brother Chu Xing. Is it Yan Qing from Yin-Yang Academy, right?"
Chu Xing gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, it's him."
Pinching his fist, Chu Xing shouted: "If he really killed Brother Lu Fan, I must kill him."
The elder brother said one word at a time: "Those who hurt my disciple will be punished, even if they are far away."
Stepping forward, the master carried his hands on his back and walked out.
Chu Xing looked at Master's back and said, "Master, are you going to find Yan Qing's trouble?"
Master's voice contained strength in his calmness, saying: "I'm going to the Yin-Yang Temple and make a big noise!"
Yin and Yang courtyard, Yan Qing returned to his house.
As the elder brother of Yin-Yang Temple, his house can only be described by the word palace.
It occupies a hundred miles and stands on the top of a mountain, surrounded by clouds and clouds, countless rare and magnificent. Second only to the Master Palace where Xing Yuan is located.
There are hundreds of thousands of people just as his servants. Everything you eat every day is worth a lot.
Entering the Dan pharmacy, Yan Qing selected the medicine he needed from hundreds of bottles.
When one or two other medicines are treasures, Yan Qing's medicines can already fill a house.
After eating two bottles of panacea, Yan Qing felt a little better.
Walking back to the training room, this is his private territory, and no one except his master Xing Yuan should be close to him. Even if he is the servant he trusts the most, he dares to enter the training room one step, it is a matter of killing.
The whole exercise room is made of warm stone.
The so-called warm stone, also known as Wu Yun warm stone, has a calm heart, nourishes the body, and strengthens the effect of cultivation.
It is impossible to make a room with so many warm stones, even the ordinary gang warriors.
But Yan Qing, who has the support of the entire Yinyang Institute, can easily do it.
He is the future of Yin-Yang Institute, the hope of Yin-Yang Institute.
His Master Xingyuan also told him that as long as he maintains this speed of cultivation, he can become a Master of Yinyang Academy in the future.
And Yan Qing himself believes that he will become a master of Yinyang Academy in the future.
Sitting cross-legged, Yan Qing took out his spoils.
After being driven out of the void mansion, he didn't even get the magic medicine of the old bamboo ghost. The only gain is Lu Fan's Wufeng Epee.
The dark epee was taken out of the ring, and Yan Qing examined it carefully.
The sword is heavier than he thought. It is difficult for Yan Qing to understand why a small warrior in the inner gang can actually wield such a heavy sword.
Fingers tapped lightly on the epee, and his eyes swept over the eight words "Epian has no edge, but it doesn't work." The light in Yan Qing's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Good sword! Really a good sword. Rare, rare, the value of this sword is probably far more than ten magic pills."
Yan Qing saw the greatness of Wu Feng's heavy sword, especially the eight characters on the sword, which were priceless.
"Such a good sword fell on the hands of a small warrior in Negang. It was really wronged. Follow me, you can release the most beautiful light."
Yan Qing grinned, and suddenly found out a dozen bottles of things and some strange-shaped stones from the ring.
"Well. Since I have it in hand, I will strengthen the power of this sword."
Yan Qing picked up a small bottle and suddenly poured a dark liquid from it and landed on Wufeng Epee.
This liquid, called Juhualing Liquid, has the effect of improving and repairing the human body. But rubbing it on the weapon weapon has the effect of enhancing the spirituality of the weapon. This bottle of Juhua Lingye alone is not worth the ice heart meteorite. Yan Qing really likes this epee. If he wants to transform the Wufeng epee into the best blade for him, to enhance the power of the weapon, that is naturally necessary. Yan Qing will spare no effort.
After a while, Yan Qing poured three or four bottles of Juhua Lingye and two bottles of Xu Mi Liquid, and at the same time put two pieces of strange stones that could gather the power of heaven, earth and fire into powder to smear the sword.
All these things are Yan Qing's most valuable possessions, otherwise he will not personally collect them.
If Lu Fan knew that Yan Qing had wiped out so many valuable things with Yan Qing, he wondered whether he should laugh or laugh madly.
Yan Qing did everything, but just didn't find out that this sword had been refined by Wu Chen with special methods, and only Lu Fan could play its role.
Even if Yan Qing is strengthened, he will not be able to play the ability of one-tenth of the Epee.
Of course, all this, Yan Qing is temporarily unknown. In his experience, I only knew that the sword fell on his hand and it was his. Strengthen as much as you want. Yan Qing even wanted his master Xing Yuan to help him forge it.
While Yan Qingxing was intensifying his strong epee, there was a sudden burst of noise outside.
"Xingyuan, you come out to me!"
With a bang, it rang through the entire Yin-Yang Temple.
The terrible sounds directly lifted the roofs of many houses in the Yin Yang Temple.
All the disciples of the Yin-Yang Temple came out and looked up. I saw Master Yi Qing standing in mid-air shrouded in terrible light. Almost covered the sky for a long time.
Xing Yuan, who is practicing, opened his eyes and said coldly: "It's clear this guy. What is he crazy about?"
Flashing, Xingyuan also flew from the courtyard.
With white hair flying, Xing Yuan saw the anger in a glance.
Xing Yuan sternly said: "Yi Qing, what are you doing in my Yin Yang Academy, are you looking for death?"
Yi Qing shook his hand and held a three-foot long sword in his hand. As the long sword appeared, the surrounding space was twisted.
"Xingyuan, your apprentice killed my disciple, and today I will ask you to be restless in the Yinyang Academy! I want to see if the Budo Academy has no rules!"