Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 265 Founding Elder (Fourth Change) (For collection, reward, recommendation)

Chu Fengmian never bothered to use such insidious magic skills, but Fang Xiandao really offended Chu Fengmian's Ni Lin, killing him would be too cheap for him.

Chu Fengmian wanted to make his life worse than death.

Countless bone marrow flames began to condense Fang Xiandao's body, turning his body into a black bead. In this black bead, Fang Xiandao's screams continued to resound.

The eternal flame in this black bead will burn Fang Xiandao forever, making him suffer forever like this spiritual weapon.

"The devil! This Chu Fengmian is definitely a devil!"

"What an evil devil art, if you don't kill him now, he will definitely be a disaster star in the future!"

Cheng Xiantian and Tang Jiansheng spoke together, but they didn't dare to take a step forward.

Fang Xiandao's screams continued to come out from the black bead, making them fearful, fearing that the next Fang Xiandao would be them.

"stop!"

A deep voice suddenly came over, and the world was transformed into a world of ink and wash, and everything in the landscape was ink and wash.

A figure suddenly emerged from the ink.

"It's just unreasonable to make such a fuss in this Wusheng Academy!"

The ink figure gradually turned into a white-haired old man. This white-haired old man was already extremely old, and his skin was like dry bark, which might fall off at any time.

But the spiritual power in his body did not become weak due to aging, on the contrary, it was extremely strong, much stronger than the spiritual power of anyone present.

Seeing that the old man suddenly appeared to block Chu Fengmian's sword, Chu Fengmian did not continue to strike, but looked at the old man with a pair of eyes, and his heart was shocked.

The spiritual power of this old man was extremely thick, far surpassing anyone present, and he was definitely a person at the ninth level of the Divine Power Realm, possibly even at the peak of the Divine Power Realm.

Just like Chu Fengmian's Master Xuanbei Saint, he only needs to survive the catastrophe of life and death, and he is an existence in the realm of life and death.

"In this Wusheng Academy, there are such characters. It seems that I have underestimated Wusheng Academy."

Chu Fengmian looked at the old man and whispered to himself, and the ancient dragon tortoise next to him also communicated with Chu Fengmian.

"Young master, this guy is a figure at the pinnacle of sainthood. You and I are no match for him. You must be careful."

"The Saint of Ink Painting."

"Founding Elder."

When Lei Che, Cheng Xiantian, and Tang Shengjian saw the old man appear, they all hurriedly said as if they had seen a life-saving straw.

"The founding elder, it is this kid who made a big fuss in Wusheng Academy. Today, he asked the founding elder to take action and suppressed this kid..."

"Bastard!"

The three people hadn't finished speaking when the Ink Sage suddenly slapped them, turning into a wave of spiritual power and hitting the three people's faces directly.

"When did the Wusheng Academy cause such chaos? This young saint must also come from our Wusheng Academy. How can people from the same Wusheng Academy kill each other?"

This ink sage slapped the faces of three people from Wusheng Academy. This scene made countless people feel extremely weird.

The ink saint is a legendary figure in Wusheng Academy, because he is one of the creators of this Wusheng Academy, known as the founding elder, precisely because he was the one who created Wusheng Academy with the joint efforts of everyone.

Countless people have already fallen because of this ink saint, but they never thought that such a legendary figure would appear now.

And when he appeared, he didn't attack Chu Fengmian, instead he taught the three people from Wusheng Academy a lesson.

This made everyone confused, even Chu Fengmian was slightly taken aback, wondering why the ink sage was so polite to him.

Lei Che, Cheng Xiantian, and Tang Shengjian were beaten and did not dare to say a word. Although they are saints of Wusheng Academy, when they first started, the ink and wash saints were saints and legends.

Even if they were beaten, they didn't dare to resist, not even to say a word.

"What is the name of this young saint? It comes from the entrance of our Wusheng Academy."

The ink sage asked the three people, he had been in seclusion all year round, so he was naturally not familiar with their affairs, let alone someone like Chu Fengmian who just came out in the past few months.

"Reporting to the founding elder, his name is Chu Fengmian, and he is a disciple of the Xuanbei Saint."

Lei Che replied respectfully.

"Xuanbei's disciple, oh? Xuanbei is already pursuing the realm of life and death, let's go through the catastrophe of life and death, no wonder there will be trouble."

The saint of ink and wash heard this, nodded and said, although he doesn't care about world affairs, he can naturally analyze that if the saint of Xuanbei was there, it would not be possible to make such a mess today.

"Infighting at Wusheng Academy, Lei Che, as the dean, your responsibility is unavoidable."

The ink sage looked at Lei Che, shouted coldly, then turned his head, looked at Chu Fengmian and said.

"That's the end of today's affairs, Chu Fengmian, you made a fuss, and now you have to stop."

"kindness?"

Listening to the ink sage's words, Chu Fengmian's eyes became thoughtful, and he suddenly spoke.

"Let me stop, yes, but I must have two requirements."

Chu Fengmian spoke calmly.

"A request? Chu Fengmian, you are going too far, the sage of ink and wash has already given you face, and you dare to make a request?"

Cheng Xiantian said angrily.

"Cheng Xiantian, you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that you are like that Fang Xiandao! I want to kill you like a dog!"

Chu Fengmian laughed loudly, looked at Cheng Xiantian and said.

Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, Cheng Xiantian was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. He never imagined that even in front of the ink saint, Chu Fengmian would dare to be so arrogant.

But he didn't dare to refute Chu Fengmian's words. He was also afraid, and he was also afraid of becoming the second Fang Xiandao. For Chu Fengmian, killing him was not difficult.

"Tell me, what are your conditions."

The ink sage frowned, as if he was going to get angry, but he held back and said aloud.

"As long as the conditions are not too excessive, the old man will agree to you."

"It's very simple. The first condition is him."

Chu Fengmian stretched out his hand, pointed at Yanmang and said.

"I'm going to kill him now, you can't stop me."

"what?"

"You want to kill our sect master!"

"Chu Fengmian, don't be too arrogant!"

"The devil! This guy has become a devil! What are you waiting for such a peerless devil, kill him quickly!"

Countless disciples of the Zhuyan sect roared frantically, and when they heard that Chu Fengmian was going to kill Yanmang, they roared loudly one by one.

"Oh? Now I am going to change the conditions to kill all the people from the Candle Flame Sect."

Hearing those Zhuyan Sect disciples speak, Chu Fengmian said with cold eyes.

"This condition should have no effect on your Wusheng Academy."

　Today's fourth change is again thanks to Digua, him, and the two brothers for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)