This Magic Formula he doesn't care about one bit, it's just the lowest level Body Refining Technique, and it was even modified by Ye Qingfeng, hardly worth anything.
Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly, then strode towards the center of the square.
When this young man stepped onto the square, the observing soldiers were momentarily stunned.
"This person, isn't he the instructor of the Demon-slaying Team? He looks too delicate, impossible?" someone asked doubtfully.
"Hello, Instructor!"
At this moment, a neat and loud voice echoed from the center of the square, reverberating throughout the entire square in an instant.
They were all Martial Artists, over forty people shouted in unison, like a great bell, shaking the soul, making everyone jolt.
"Instructor, he's the instructor for the Demon-slaying Team?"
Yuan Tiandu's eyes widened in disbelief, was this person really the instructor for the Demon-slaying Team?
