Lu Yang's face darkened. Why couldn't he understand the meaning of the words? He said coldly: "What do you want?"
Fan Yuanpeng glanced around the woods and said in a deep voice: "Boy, you have to be careful. No one passes by here on weekdays. Even if I kill you now and throw you under the cliff, no one will know. If you can
Tell me how to increase your strength, and I promise you that you won’t tell anyone.”
Lu Yang is no longer the child who was ignorant and believed everything others said. He said: "Do you think I am an idiot? Even if I tell you the method now, you will still kill me. Because you are the Minsheng Academy
Coach, you will not let things be exposed, only a dead person would not tell these secrets."
Fan Yuanpeng snorted coldly, obviously not expecting Lu Yang to be so smart as to see through his inner thoughts and said: "I won't kill you, don't worry about that."
"Do you think I will believe it?" Lu Yang increased his vigilance and looked for opportunities to escape. If it didn't work, he would fight Fan Yuanpeng.
Fan Yuanpeng saw Lu Yang showing an attitude of taking action, and said disdainfully: "Boy, I advise you not to try to escape. With your cultivation level, you can't escape from my grasp."
"Really?" Lu Yang shouted in a low voice, stepped forward like Li Xuan's arrow, and suddenly flew out of the woods.
Fan Yuanpeng's face darkened and he said, "It's not that easy to run away." After saying that, he chased after him.
It has to be said that Fan Yuanpeng is very fast. He is a heaven-level expert after all. His figure flashed in front of Lu Yang. Just when he raised his right hand to knock Lu Yang unconscious with one palm, Lu Yang suddenly
Turn around. If it was just a simple turn around, Fan Yuanpeng wouldn't be surprised, but he just thought Lu Yang reacted very quickly.
The moment Lu Yang turned around, there was a blood-red long knife in his right hand, which was the Blood-Drinking Mad Knife.
The moment Fan Yuanpeng saw the long knife, he was stunned. He did not expect that Lu Yang actually stored treasures on his body.
You must know that storage treasures are extremely rare. Not to mention the Qiankun Bag, even the Qiankun Ring is not an easy treasure to obtain. Not everyone has it even if they are powerful in heaven.
Just like this, greed flashed in Fan Yuanpeng's eyes, and he became more determined to kill Lu Yang. Even if he couldn't get a way to improve his cultivation, it would be good to get a Qiankun Ring.
Fan Yuanpeng laughed loudly and said excitedly: "Boy, I didn't expect you still have the Qiankun Ring on you, so just let me keep it for you!" As he said that, he grabbed Lu Yang's blood-drinking knife. He was thinking a lot.
It's simple, as long as he grabs the long knife and crushes it, Lu Yang will have no means of attack. Then he can kill Lu Yang in any way he wants.
Fan Yuanpeng had a good idea, but what happened next shocked him.
The long knife was swung, and Fan Yuanpeng grabbed the blade. The moment he touched the long knife, before he could release his true power and crush it, a cold breath was suddenly released, instantly filling his whole body.
.Then, a huge murderous aura surged forward. This murderous aura was unimaginably huge. Before Fan Yuanpeng could react, the murderous aura entered his body and began to devour his consciousness.
Fan Yuanpeng secretly screamed, his cold body could no longer attack, so he could only forcibly increase the real power in his body to resist the murderous aura that swallowed his consciousness. The real power in his body disappeared at an alarming speed, but the murderous aura not only did not decrease,
And there are more and more. If this rate continues, he may die under this strange long knife.
"What to do, what to do?" Fan Yuanpeng couldn't think of a better way. He regretted why he wanted to attract Lu Yang's attention.
The situation on Lu Yang's side was not easy either. For the first time, he took the initiative to control the murderous intent in the blood-drinking sword to kill people. Although the effect was good, the real power in his body dissipated at an extremely fast speed. In the end, Lu Yang could no longer
He controlled the blood-drinking mad sword, because the mad sword also released a murderous aura, swallowing his consciousness.
Could it be that this is the legendary backlash, where someone who fails to kill someone is killed instead?
Lu Yang thought of this and quickly touched the jade in his arms. A warm current was released. His consciousness woke up and he immediately stopped releasing his true power into the long knife.
The next moment, Lu Yang took a step back, holding the long knife in front of him and looking at Fan Yuanpeng warily.
Fan Yuanpeng's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat. He could clearly feel the fear of death just now. If Lu Yang hadn't let go of the blood-drinking sword at the last moment, he would have turned into a corpse. At this moment, Fan Yuanpeng finally understood why Lu Yang was so weird.
Now, he can suddenly release a true power that is more powerful than his own cultivation. It turns out that he has a ### weapon.
It was the first time Fan Yuanpeng saw such a weapon. The Blood-Drinking Crazy Knife looked ordinary. If it hadn't been for the scene he just felt, he would never have believed that such a long knife could release such a powerful attack power. No, then
It's not an ordinary attack, but an attack that contains murderous aura and icy coldness. What kind of knife is this?
Fan Yuanpeng glanced at the long sword greedily and wanted to keep it for himself. If he had such a weapon, his combat effectiveness could be increased several times.
But just when Fan Yuanpeng had such a fantasy, Lu Yang snorted and interrupted his thoughts, "If you think you have the ability, just go ahead and grab it..."
Fan Yuanpeng wanted to snatch it, but thinking of the scene that just happened, he was afraid again.
If the robbery fails and the murderous aura engulfs the consciousness, wouldn't it mean that you will die here?
This thought flashed through his mind, and Fan Yuanpeng had to give it up. He glared at Lu Yang and said unwillingly: "Boy, I didn't expect you to have such a treasure. I really underestimated you..."
Lu Yang wanted to kill Fan Yuanpeng, but with his current strength, he couldn't do it even with the blood-drinking sword. He snorted coldly: "How about we make a deal?"
"Deal?" Fan Yuanpeng frowned and asked subconsciously, "What deal?"
Lu Yang was silent for a while and said: "Don't tell anyone what happened today, and I won't tell anyone about your scandalous incident of killing the assessment student. How about that?"
Fan Yuanpeng glanced at Lu Yang in surprise. He obviously didn't expect that Lu Yang would be so scheming at such a young age, and asked tentatively: "Aren't you afraid that I will find a chance to kill you in the future?"
"You are now at the Heaven level. I am only at the late Huang level. You can't kill me now. Will you have a chance in the future?" Lu Yang said coldly, deliberately speaking of himself as powerful, and said in a deep voice, "I have such
Treasure, if you were smart you would definitely not tell it, because after telling it, you would have no chance of getting this treasure."
Fan Yuanpeng really never thought about telling others, because in his heart, sooner or later, this treasure will belong to him.
"Okay, I promise you." Fan Yuanpeng rolled his eyes and asked again, "But how can you promise me that you won't tell anything about what happened today?"
Lu Yang replied without even thinking: "There's no easy way out if I tell you. Not to mention whether the people in the academy will believe it or not, even if they believe it, what can they do to you? You are a heaven-level expert, and here you are.
After staying there for many years, they will definitely not kill you. At most, they will kick you out of the academy. If this is the case, you will have many opportunities to trouble me in the future, why should I do this? "
Hearing this, Fan Yuanpeng sighed secretly and said: "Boy, you don't look like a boy in his fifteenth or sixteenth year at all, but you are so wealthy. It really makes me look at you differently!"
"Thank you for the compliment." Lu Yang said, neither humble nor arrogant, "You also impressed me. The academy teacher actually wants to rob the disciples of their treasures. There are really all kinds of birds in the forest."
Fan Yuanpeng blushed and snorted coldly: "It's not your method of suddenly improving your cultivation that makes me interested. To be honest, you are still my first target."
"How many people you have robbed has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to know." Lu Yang changed the topic and said, "You can take me to see the dean now!"
Now that Fan Yuanpeng has given up the idea of temporarily snatching the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword, he will not take action again, saying: "I will take you to see the dean now, but I have to remind you that even if you see the dean, he may not
I promise you to enter the academy."
"Thank you for your kind reminder." Lu Yangpi said with a smile, his words full of sarcasm.
Fan Yuanpeng glared at Lu Yang and said nothing. He was still thinking about what kind of treasure that long knife was and why it could release such powerful murderous intent.
After walking through the woods, the two of them walked for a while, and a small villa appeared in sight. Compared with the villa that was assessed previously, this villa is really different. The villa that was assessed can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people.
There is not even room for a hundred people to stand here. It is obviously a place where the upper echelons of the academy live.
Fan Yuanpeng brought Lu Yang to the door of the other courtyard and said, "This is where the dean lives. You have to think carefully about whether you should go in to see the dean or cooperate with me."
Fan Yuanpeng is very smart. He wants to use the bait of entering the academy in exchange for Lu Yang's blood-drinking sword.
Lu Yang would not agree at all. God knows what kind of person Fan Yuanpeng is. What if he gets the Blood-Drinking Crazy Knife and kills him? Besides, Lu Yang still has the letter from Dr. Sun on him, so he is not worried that the dean will not agree.
, even if you can't become a formal student of the academy, it's not impossible to stay here to practice for Su Langzhong's sake.
"No need, I believe we can convince the dean." Lu Yang replied.
Fan Yuanpeng sighed secretly, knocked on the door of the academy, and said respectfully: "Master Dean, are you in the other courtyard?"
After a while, an old voice came from the other courtyard, but the voice was sonorous and powerful, "Who is it! What do you want to see me for here?"
"It's me, Fan Yuanpeng, the instructor of Xuanwu Academy." Fan Yuanpeng replied.
Just with a creaking sound, the door of the other courtyard opened, and an old man in his fifties came out. The old man was wearing a red robe, with the words "Minsheng Academy" embroidered on his chest. The four boys looked at his age.
She looks a bit big, but her waist is straight, and her steps are unusually light when she walks, not at all the speed she should be at this age.
It can be seen from this that the old man is the strongest among the strong, and at least has heaven-level cultivation.
This old man is none other than Sun Zhiyuan, the current dean of Minsheng Academy. He is not only the person in charge of the academy, but also the most powerful person in the academy.