Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"Fang Lin from the Immortal Martial Academy won and won the first place in this competition!"

When the applause gradually subsided, the voice of the academy elders resounded throughout the Xianwu Academy.

After that, for a long time, Fang Lin's name was respected like a god in the Xianwu Academy.

And when hundreds of cultivators who watched this battle talked about Fang Lin later, they all looked proud.

"Brother, you are awesome!"

Under the ring, Le Wenyao raised her hands high and looked at Fang Lin with admiration.

Fang Lin came to Xianwu Academy only a few months ago, but he became the number one person in Xianwu Academy.

This kind of strength is enough to capture any little fan girl.

What's more, Le Wenyao is Fang Lin's number one fan!

Boom!

At this moment, a terrifying force soared into the sky!

Like thunder, it cut through the void and beheaded towards the Xianwu Academy.

Suddenly, murderous intent surged in.

Everyone who was still immersed in joy was shaken by the terrifying pressure at this moment, and their feet were shaking, and they looked like they would crawl to the ground at any time.

Even the towering trees on Xianwu Mountain were bent down by this terrifying force.

"The grass is bent, the enemy is coming!"

Fang Lin frowned, but found it difficult to move.

Because, he discovered that the terrifying power had already locked onto him from a hundred miles away.

Obviously coming for him.

Fang Lin didn't panic!

He gritted his teeth and mobilized all the blood in his body to bear the terrifying power.

"snort!"

At this moment, Ouyang Nanfeng snorted coldly and said leisurely: "It seems that my name needs to be mentioned again by the world!"

His voice was very low, but it was enough to fall into the ears of every cultivator.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

After everyone listened to Ouyang Nanfeng's words, they miraculously felt that the power in their bodies was much smaller.

the other side

, Ouyang Nanfeng's voice turned into six thunders, exploding loudly on the plain.

The man took several steps back, with anger and shock in his eyes.

What makes him angry is that the people from Xianwu Academy dare to openly challenge him.

What’s shocking is that I didn’t expect that there would be such a powerful person in the Immortal Martial Academy!

He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and mobilized the immortal spirits of heaven and earth again.

In an instant, billowing dark clouds gathered above his head, and then spread for hundreds of miles, sealing off the entire Xianwu Academy.

For a moment, Xianwu City covered the sky and sun, as if falling into the netherworld!

In the Xianwu Academy, Ouyang Nanfeng frowned slightly when he saw this scene.

The visitor is so angry that he actually wants to fight with him from a distance?

If that's the case, then come!

"Clang!"

A ray of sword light cut through the darkness, rising into the sky like lightning.

Ouyang Nanfeng swayed and disappeared from his seat.

The next moment, he stood proudly in the darkness, his gray robes fluttering in the wind, his cloudy eyes filled with a certain determination to regard death as home, like a warrior facing death alone.

The scary thing is the sword in his hand.

Although it didn't have any moves, it gave everyone a terrifying sword pressure.

Under this sword technique, it was as if he was an ant and could be crushed to death at any time.

Fang Lin knew that this was a state where swordsmanship had been practiced to a certain level.

This swordsman, respected by the entire fairy world, is indeed powerful!

On the viewing platform, Leader Yu glanced at Fang Lin.

When he saw Fang Lin staring blankly at the old man, he felt unbalanced in his heart: "Damn it, if I had known, I would have taken action earlier, but he did it again!"

At the same time, Head Yu Zun also secretly swore in his heart.

You must find an opportunity to show off and let Fang Lin see his own strength. Otherwise, Fang Lin won't even know how powerful he is!

"Boom!"

At this moment, dense thunder and lightning appeared in the dark clouds.

That formation was like crossing a tribulation, exuding a terrifying and violent aura of thunder and lightning.

However, Ouyang Nanfeng remained unmoved.

He caressed the spiritual weapon in his hand with both fingers, and the power of the sword suddenly increased rapidly, reaching the ninth level.

"Where are the rats who hide their heads and show their tails and dare not show their true colors to others?"

Ouyang Nanfeng shouted, then pointed his sword far away and took the lead.

Boom!

The explosion sounded loudly, and in an instant, he was submerged in the sea of ​​thunder.

But...it was only for a moment.

In less than three breaths, the power of the sword was like a tide, flooding the entire sky, and the dark clouds in the sky disappeared with a slight cough.

"hiss……"

When everyone saw this scene, including Fang Lin, they couldn't help but marvel.

Is this the strength of Elder Ouyang?

Facing the enemy's provocation, he only needed one sword to resolve the crisis of the entire academy's immortal martial arts.

Who said he came to Xianwu Academy to retire?

He was like a god of war, and it was clear that the elder had paid a lot of money to invite him back to take charge of the Xianwu Academy.

On the other side, the thunder sea collapsed, and the terrifying sword power and counterattack force surged forward.

The man took several steps back, his breathing became rapid, and he felt the urge to vomit blood.

He was horrified and never dared to take action rashly again.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down the chaotic aura in his body, and then condensed his voice into a line and transmitted it to the Xianwu Academy: "This senior, Fang Lin from the Xianwu Academy hurt me, the person from the Chaotian Sect, now I'm here, I’m asking for an explanation from the Chaotian Sect disciples!”

really!

Dang Fanglin

After hearing the words Chaotian Zong, his brows immediately wrinkled.

He thought that there would be some time to relax, but he didn't expect that Xiao He's helper would come so quickly.

Of course, Fang Lin was not panicked.

Judging from Ouyang Nanfeng's current performance, he is fully capable of handling it.

Besides, he still has a master named Headmaster Yu.

There is no way, he is so arrogant when he has a backer.

After Ouyang Nanfeng quietly listened to the visitor's purpose, he sneered disdainfully again.

Even Headmaster Yu's expression turned gloomy.

Xuan Ying told them about this matter.

It was clear that Xiao He had made a mistake by hunting other people's monsters at will, and now he wanted to bite back.

As expected of Chaotian Sect, one of the eight major sects, even those who are dead can still be said to be alive.

"Children get into a fight, but they ask the adults at home to help. Are you, a disciple of the Chaotian Sect, a three-year-old kid?"

Ouyang Nanfeng sneered, the mockery evident in his words.

After the words fell, Master Yu's domineering and mighty voice resounded through Xianwu City and spread hundreds of miles away: "If you want to talk, you can. Why don't you come in person and ask for an explanation?"

The two voices were both filled with the power of Taoism.

The Chaotian Sect cultivators who were dozens of miles away were naturally unable to resist this terrifying force.

He stepped back dozens of steps, and when he stopped, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"What a fairy martial arts academy!"

The Chaotian Sect cultivator narrowed his eyes with a ruthless expression.

Originally, they were willing to hand over Fang Lin for today's matter, but instead of handing over Fang Lin, they joined forces to deal with him. If this is the case, then it is no wonder that Chaotian Zong is ruthless!

In the immortal world, the name of Chaotian Sect is like the Xiao family in Xianwucheng, no one knows it and no one knows it.

They have cultivators everywhere and have countless strong men. Who dares not to give them face?