In the Huayang Sect, the legend about the first person in the last outer sect is about an ordinary disciple at the lowest level who was once a wandering orphan and had no support.
How to use your own efforts to quickly stand out in two or three years and become the most dazzling presence in the outer sect, unparalleled in the limelight and leading the way.
Later, something unexpected happened and there was no further news.
Most of the outer disciples did not even know his whereabouts. Some people said that he had left the Huayang Sect, and some people said that he had died.
And the protagonist in this widely circulated legend seems to be named Lin Fei.
Could it be that Lin Fei in front of me is him?
Suddenly, all the disciples outside the scene were staring at Lin Fei, sizing up this ordinary-looking young man with an indifferent expression.
But there is no way he can be related to the legendary number one person in the previous world who once dominated the outer sect and was unmatched.
Because this legend spread among the outer sect has such a great impact on most outer sect disciples.
In the past two or three years, how many outer disciples from ordinary backgrounds have secretly regarded Lin Feishu as a role model.
I vowed that one day I would be like Lin Fei, who with an ordinary background suddenly became a person in the limelight.
"Brother Fei, are you really Lin Fei?"
Chang Hao was also stunned and asked stammering, his face full of doubts.
He also looked at Lin Fei up and down, left and right.
"Yao, didn't I tell you a long time ago that my name is Lin Fei?"
Lin Fei's face was covered with black lines.
"No, Brother Fei, I didn't mean this Lin Fei, are you really that Lin Fei?"
"What this, which one, go, go aside, don't make trouble"
Lin Fei was impatient.
"Lin Fei, you are greedy for profit. For the sake of your own selfish interests, you killed your fellow disciples. It is a crime."
Suddenly, Deacon Su Zhongnian, who had been looking at Lin Fei coldly, shouted loudly, and a powerful aura suddenly came out of his body, crushing Lin Fei away.
Lin Fei suddenly felt like a mountain was pressing down on his head, and it was slightly difficult to breathe. He quickly used his vitality to resolve the momentum.
"Deacon Su, how do you say this? Could it be that Deacon Su wants to spit blood and frame the disciples?"
Lin Fei began to understand that Su Zhongnian came here to assist Su Mubai in boxing, so his attitude towards him became less respectful.
"Hmph, you are so stubborn when you are about to die. In the Beast Mountain, you saw profit and forgot your righteousness. In order to covet the elixir of Jia Ji and others, you killed three Lilian disciples. Mu Bai saw this with his own eyes, do you know
crime."
"Uncle Nian, why bother talking nonsense with this kid? Kill him first and then make plans."
Su Mubai wanted to fry Lin Fei's skin and bones immediately.
Uncle Nian, no wonder
Lin Fei suddenly realized that Su Mubai was Su Zhongnian's nephew. This was his uncle who came to help his nephew.
But today, it was Su Zhongnian, not Su Mubai, who was really prepared to take action against him.
It seemed that Su Mubai was determined to obtain these earth spirit fruits, so to be on the safe side, he actually invited his own uncle who was a deacon.
"Hahaha, I understand."
Lin Fei was furious and laughed instead.
"You two uncles and nephews are obviously singing together for the sake of the Earth Spirit Fruit on my body."
"The person who killed Jia Ji and three others in the Beast Mountain was actually your nephew Su Mubai. Why, your two uncles and nephews colluded together and wanted to blame me?"
Lin Fei was also tit-for-tat and showed no mercy.
"How dare you speak to me like this? Not only did you kill your fellow disciples, but you also disrespected your elders. Today I will clean up the family on behalf of the Huayang faction."
As he spoke, a terrifying torrent of black vitality surged out of his body, accompanied by waves of rolling melancholy clouds and mist, and gloomy winds.
The black energy around him became more and more intense, churning crazily. The broken branches, leaves, weeds, dust and even stones on the ground around him were stirred up and twisted around, forming a black dragon that twisted and danced in mid-air.
.
Then a huge, black and sharp ghost claw suddenly condensed out of thin air in front of him. Black mist shrouded the ghost claw, and from time to time, the sound of evil ghosts crying at night could be heard.
This is his famous stunt, the Netherworld Ghost Claw.
As soon as the huge ghost claw appeared, the surrounding outer disciples were all horrified. Feeling the aura of the sharp ghost claw, they felt their souls trembling slightly.
They all secretly thought deep in their hearts, is this the strength of a land master?
Everyone looked at Lin Fei with an expression of extreme pity, and he actually angered a land expert.
There is no other possibility except being torn to pieces by these terrifying ghost claws.
Feeling the heart-stopping aura coming from the ghost claws, Lin Fei's eyes became solemn.
He didn't even have much confidence to cope with this terrifying blow.
But now that the matter has come to this, Lin Fei knows that he has no way out, and it is impossible for these two uncles and nephews to let him go.
With a swipe sound, Lin Fei's long sword was unsheathed and pointed diagonally at Su Zhongnian, the sword's body slightly surging with vitality.
Although the other party was a deacon of the Huayang Sect, Lin Fei was by no means a person willing to let others handle him, let alone such a life-and-death situation.
Lin Fei currently has relatively few martial arts masters. In addition to those first-level martial arts that are not worth mentioning, he also has the second-level martial arts Pingyun Eight Swords, Swimming Fish Step, the fifth-level martial arts Heaven and Earth Xunfeng Jue, and an unknown divine level.
Know the flying needle.
In addition, three years ago, on the eve of the assassination, Lin Fei spent all his money in exchange for a third-level martial arts, the Tiger's Three Roaring Fist.
It's a pity that Lin Fei hasn't had time to practice yet.
Furthermore, the Three Roaring Tiger Fist requires a large amount of vitality support to be used, and if one has not cultivated above the eighth level of Qi Condensation, it is impossible to practice it.
So after Lin Fei regained his consciousness, he never practiced again.
During this period, Lin Fei's most proficient martial arts against enemies were the Eight Pingyun Swords, the Heaven and Earth Sunda Wind Technique, which was a movement technique, and the Spiritual Sense Flying Needle, which was suitable for sneak attacks.
"Hmph, the mantis is blocking the car, and you are overestimating your own capabilities."
As soon as Su Zhongnian finished speaking, the dark ghost claws in front of him quickly enlarged again and grabbed Lin Fei in the air.
The claws were surrounded by violent black energy, scraping the air wherever they passed, making strange squeaking sounds.
When the black ghost claw reached the sky above Lin Fei, it had more than doubled in size.
Under the fierce surge of vitality, Lin Fei's clothes were suddenly torn to pieces, turning into flying butterflies that filled the sky, circling and dancing.
In an instant, Lin Fei's clothes turned into a fishnet suit full of holes, exposing his white muscles everywhere.
Looking at the dark ghost claws above his head, how could Lin Fei dare to neglect him?
Taking a deep breath, all the energy in his body poured out and passed to the long sword.
"Boy, go to hell."
As Su Zhongnian shouted, the ghost claw roared down and pounced on Lin Fei fiercely.
Lin Fei also shouted loudly, and struck out with the long sword in his hand at the weakest point on the black ghost's claw.
Su Zhongnian was slightly startled when he saw that Lin Fei had suddenly discovered the weakest place on his Netherworld Ghost Claw.
Suddenly, Su Zhongnian felt a sharp pain in his mind for no reason. Being implicated, the momentum of the ghost claw was weakened a bit.
Everyone else looked at Lin Fei as if they were looking at a dead person.