Let Middle Latitude Know The Cottage?

Another 10 days passed in the outside world.

In the courtyard where Mu Fusheng lived in the Holy Talisman Sect.

Sword Intent surged into the sky, and the spear aura surged!

The aura was extremely terrifying.

Among them was Ye Qiubai and Hong Ying sparring.

At the side, Shi Sheng said dully, "Senior Brother is going to lose."

Blackie, Ning Chenxin, and Mu Wan'er nodded in agreement.

As expected, after a while, Hong Ying shouted and shook the spear in her hand.

Ye Qiubai was instantly forced back by Hong Ying's spear.

The sparring between the two did not hurt the other party's foundation.

Ye Qiubai patted his clothes and cleared the wrinkles on them. He looked at Hong Ying and smiled. "Junior Sister, the speed at which your strength increases is really an eye-opener."

When they met, Ye Qiubai and Hong Ying's cultivation levels were not far apart and they were sparring.