The sonorous sound is also like the roar of a dragon!
This voice broke through the pressure of many deacons from the eight major sects!
This scene caused the pupils of the cultivators from the eight major sects to shrink.
How could a person in the spiritual realm break through their pressure?
Soon, their hearts sank again, feeling that it must be the power emanating from the secret treasure on Fang Lin's body that broke through their power.
Otherwise, they can crush a small spirit body to death by just raising their fingers. How could it be possible to reach such a state?
This sound is not just a simple sound.
At the same time, Fang Lin burst out with a fierce momentum, and actually forced Wan Qingshan who was standing beside him to retreat.
Wan Qingshan looked at Fang Lin, who was like a prawn at this time, with surprise and confusion in his eyes.
Why did this Fang Lin suddenly become so powerful that he seemed to be surrounded by swords?
Only Ouyang Nanfeng!
After feeling this momentum, he swung his cannon, sweeping away his previous decadent and lazy posture, and looked at Fang Lin with burning eyes.
After a long while, he grinned.
Man and sword unite!
At this moment, Fang Lin reached the highest state of sword cultivation, the man and sword merged into one!
Although, at this time, Fang Lin had reached a certain level of agreement with the sword in his heart because of the burning fighting spirit in his heart, thus meeting the conditions for the union of man and sword.
But it does not matter.
After this experience, Fang Lin will have a completely new understanding of swords.
From now on, in the sword path, he will go more and more smoothly, and it won't even take long for him to become a famous sword cultivator in the entire fairy world!
Rumble!
High in the sky, Fang Lin's figure slowly disappeared.
After the outburst, Fang Lin in the main hall gradually became calmer.
At this time, his whole body was soaked with sweat, mixed with a little blood, and the marble under his feet was broken due to the collision just now.
It is conceivable how powerful Fang Lin had just endured.
pressure.
"Fang Lin, are you toasting instead of drinking a fine drink?"
Deacon Ye Jiu finally stopped laughing and spoke coldly.
With courtesy first and then fighting, he asked himself that the eight major sects had given enough face to the Immortal Martial Arts Academy.
If Fang Lin doesn't understand the importance, then don't blame the eight major sects for their tough tactics!
To be honest, if they weren't afraid of Master Yu and Ouyang Nanfeng, they wouldn't even come here to waste time!
Fang Lin was breathing heavily, his face as red as a cooked shrimp.
He slowly wiped the sweat off his face, with a sneer on his lips, and said unceremoniously: "Sorry, I don't drink!"
The implication is obvious, no matter what benefits the eight major sects give him, he does not want to offend these people!
The hypocrisy of the eight major sects made Fang Lin feel sick, and he would never join in with them!
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Ye Jiu was so angry that he said three good words in a row.
He snorted coldly and slapped down suddenly. The marble table in front of him instantly turned into powder, and the debris fell down.
People around were shocked.
Breaking marble with one palm, Ye Jiu's strength was too tyrannical.
brush!
At the same time, the deacons of the Chaotian Sect who came with them stood up with a swish sound, and various Taoist methods were circulating in their hands.
Obviously, the soft one is not enough, they are going to do the hard one.
Not only that, the other seven major sects were all without exception, and their deacons all stood up, gearing up, and were ready to take action at any time.
Such a scene made the elders of Xianwu Academy unable to remain calm.
They all took a step forward and asked angrily: "This is the Xianwu Academy. What you are doing is not taking us seriously!"
Ye Jiu heard the words,
Let out a sneer!
They really didn’t take Xianwu Academy seriously!
"you……"
Ye Jiu murmured softly, and suddenly the momentum on his body suddenly burst out like a silent volcano.
The strong wind suddenly rises, like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
At the same time, Ye Jiu's voice resounded throughout the hall.
"You alone are not qualified enough to stop the progress of the eight major sects!"
Ye Jiu shouted loudly, which directly shattered the momentum of many elders of Xianwu Academy!
Kick, kick, kick!
At the same time, they all took a few steps back.
It was thanks to Master Yu that he gave Ye Jiu a push secretly, otherwise these elders might have become ugly.
This is not to blame the elders of Xianwu Academy.
Ye Jiu's strength in front of him was unfathomable. Compared with many elders of Xianwu Academy, there was a big gap between him and him. It was common for him to be difficult to stop.
That they can stand up is enough to show their willingness to shed blood and sacrifice their lives.
"laugh……"
Seeing how vulnerable the elder of Xianwu Academy was, the deacons of the other eight sects all sneered.
With such strength, he is not qualified to be a member of the eight major sects, let alone become an elder.
Ye Jiu glanced around at the many elders of the Xianwu Academy and sneered again and again: "The eight major sects are arrogant because they are powerful. I advise you to mind your own business and hand over Fang Lin. Otherwise, you will step on
Defeat your Immortal Martial Arts Academy!"
"What a sentence to level the Immortal Martial Arts Palace!"
At this moment, a voice sounded from the crowd.
Everyone followed the sound, and Ouyang Nanfeng walked out of the crowd tremblingly.
His white hair was scattered randomly, making his appearance unclear.
But his slovenly appearance and the wooden sword on his waist made him look less like a powerful person and more like a homeless man on the street.
generally.
"Where is the madness here?"
Ye Jiu blurted out and said with a sneer: "Is it possible that Xianwu Academy has started to take in homeless people now?"
"Hahaha……"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the eight major sects burst into laughter.
What’s more, some even echoed it!
"After all, it is a primary school palace and there is not enough manpower. Can we collect some homeless people and help sweep the floor?"
"You are wrong. According to me, only this old gentleman is qualified for the status of Xianwu Academy!"
"No, Pheasant Academy and a group of weak teachers are a perfect match!"
"I don't know how they can survive until now!"
…
There were many unpleasant words, but Ouyang Nanfeng listened to them one by one without getting angry.
His heart stopped, he slowly raised his head, looked at Ye Jiu in front of him, and said with a smile: "Believe it or not... I can crush you to death at will!"
It was such a simple sentence, but when Ye Jiu saw Ouyang Nanfeng's cloudy eyes, he felt a sense of fear.
It wasn't that Ouyang Nanfeng's eyes were filled with stars and a sea of stars, but that there seemed to be an aura of death in those gray eyes that made him feel dead!
"Gulu..."
Ye Jiu stood blankly, with a trace of blood seeping from his forehead.
However, the disciples of Chaotian Sect have not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.
"Old man, are you crazy? Are you talking nonsense here?"
Qin Tianzhu, who had been silent all this time, shook his sleeves and spoke with a sneer.
In his opinion, this time Fang Lin was already a piece of fish on the chopping board, allowing them to slaughter him.
This old man is nothing more than a madman who never blinks an eye.
He had already searched for it, and found that the old man had no cultivator's aura at all. As for the wooden sword hanging on his waist, in the eyes of the cultivator, it was just a toy.
This chapter has been completed!