Pei Qianhuo gritted his teeth and separated the hair roots from the entire body.
When Song Yang pulled his hair back again, his hair immediately broke free from the restraint of his body and flew towards Song Yang's face.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Pei Qianhuo, with a bald head, flew into the air and turned into a ball of blood mist and disappeared on the spot.
Song Yang used his backhand to knock away all the hair that was flying towards him.
The hair lost its stickiness and flew in the air.
Song Yang stretched out his hand and called them all back. At the same time, he rubbed his palm into a black ball and threw it to the ground.
The hair had smashed a deep hole into the ground.
Afterwards, the hair naturally turned into nothingness without any wind and disappeared.
Song Yang landed and looked at the direction Pei Qianhuo was running and said, "This guy is really treacherous. It's a good thing for him."
Feihong came over and looked at Song Yang and said, "Song Yang, you are already very powerful. If it weren't for you, Pei Qianhuo might have killed all the warriors here!"
Shen Tuxiu also said: "Yes, Song Yang, you are our savior! Thank you!"
Ouyang Hua and Yuan Feizhan also came over to talk.
Bing Xin said coldly, "Zhang Weian just wronged Song Yang. If Song Yang hadn't saved him, he would have become a blood slave by now. Humph!"
Bing Xin turned the topic to Zhang Weian.
Everyone's eyes turned to Zhang Weian.
Zhang Weian was standing on the edge of the crowd at this time.
He was too embarrassed to join the crowd.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Zhang Weian blushed.
At this time, the warriors automatically opened a passage for him to pass through.
Zhang Weian walked up to Song Yang with a face full of shame.
Song Yang didn't say anything.
Zhao Tianying next to him was the first to say indignantly: "Zhang Weian, what else do you have to say! Your student has become a demon general, you must be very proud!"
After Zhao Tianying finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter all around.
Feihong sneered and said: "People like Zhang Weian are naturally happy. Anyway, the warriors of his Tiandao Academy are all good people, even if they are possessed by demons, they are still good people!"
Feihong spoke mercilessly, making Zhang Weian's face even darker.
But this time he didn't get angry.
After a moment's silence, Zhang Weian looked at Song Yang and said, "Song Yang, I was confused before and let a scum like Pei Qianhuo take advantage of me. I apologize to you and thank you for saving me this time."
Zhao Tianying said: "Just apologizing is nothing, everyone can say polite words!"
He is not usually like this, but Zhang Weian has a great hatred for him.
Before, Zhang Weian had wrongly accused him for no reason and severely injured him. Later, it was Zhang Weian who instructed Pei Qianhuo to hunt down Zhao Tianying.
It would be strange if Zhao Tianying could be in a good mood!
Zhang Weian knew that what he did was wrong, and he did not refute what Zhao Tianying said.
He thought for a moment and raised his arms.
Zhao Tianying immediately mobilized his internal strength and prepared for defense.
The next moment, Zhang Weian smashed his arm against a stone pillar next to him.
Snap!
Zhang Weian's arm was broken and hung by his side in a strange twist.
He endured the pain and said, "Song Yang, I cut off one of my arms as an apology. I know this is not enough to make up for my injury, but I want to keep some strength to deal with Pei Qianhuo! He is a warrior from my Tiandao Academy, I must catch him and punish him personally! Otherwise, I will be ashamed of the trust that everyone in Tiandao Academy has placed in me!"
Every word Zhang Weian said was sincere.
His forehead was covered with sweat from the pain, but he didn't wipe it off. He stared at Song Yang, waiting for an answer.