Everyone under the ring was shocked! They looked at Fang Lin in disbelief, unable to believe this fact.
Or is it that Fang Lin is bragging?
But if you think about it carefully, Fang Lin swept all the way, all with his fists.
He has no martial arts skills or any spiritual weapons. The phrase "one force can be reduced ten times" is interpreted to the extreme! "Unexpectedly, he hasn't used all his strength yet!"
The look of shock in the leader's eyes could not be calmed down for a long time.
Then came ecstasy.
It is truly a blessing for Xianwu Academy to receive such a disciple. Xianwu Academy is expected to be revitalized! At the same time, countless disciples of Xianwu Academy were all excited.
Today, Fang Lin is like a god of war in their hearts, and they still want to see Fang Lin continue to win! Seeing the cheers getting louder, Zhao Yin, who was standing on the stage, frowned, and the fairy spirit whirlpooled around him.
He opened his big hand, and a spear fell into his hand.
The spear whistled softly, and the silver light flashed. A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the spear shot out like a dragon.
"This is the Xuan-level spiritual weapon's dragon-seeking spear. It is sharp and domineering, stained with countless blood. Coupled with the strength of my eight-star spiritual body, it is more than enough to break your chest!"
Zhao Yin looked proud, with a bit of disdain flashing in his eyes.
If it were before, a cultivator who was leading the realm would not be qualified to fight with him.
Even now, he does not approve of Fang Lin.
Thinking that he is just a reckless man who only relies on brute force, there is a huge difference between him and a real cultivator.
"If you want to fight, fight, why bother talking?"
Fang Lin shouted softly, raised his hand, green light flashed, and the Qingshuang Sword fell into his hand.
Before he started taking action, everyone in the audience was stunned.
Isn't this... the reward for the Outer Sect Arena Battle, a Xuan-level spiritual weapon?
How come it ended up in Fang Lin’s hands?
After thinking about it, Su Yuefei became the vice-president of Lin Xianhui, so there was nothing wrong with giving this sword to Fang Lin.
What's more, there is nothing wrong with a hero matching a sword! However, when Lan Hua saw this scene, his already not very beautiful mood suddenly became gloomy.
This Qingshuang Sword was taken out by their Supreme Sect, and it was tailor-made for his grandson! But unexpectedly, not only did the grandson disappear, but the sword also fell into the hands of others! This is really true.
You lost your grandson and lost your troops! "Zhao Yin, kill me!"
Lan Hua condensed his voice into a line, and a voice came into Zhao Yin's ears: "As long as you kill him, I will give you the reward I promised, and I will also help you cure your brother!"
Double reward! Lan Hua has completely invested heavily! As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yin's eyes lit up.
Today, Fang Lin must die! Phew! No nonsense, Zhao Yin took action immediately.
The dragon-seeking gun in his hand shot out with silver light, making a buzzing sound, and then the gun shot out like a dragon.
Wherever he passed, the arena collapsed and boulders flew.
The dragon-seeking gun kills people, the aura of the fairy spirit is like that, and the domineering power of the eight-star spirit body is clearly revealed.
When all the elders from the Xianwu Academy saw this scene, their hearts were lifted.
Can Fang Lin really block such an offensive?
Although he had the Qingshuang Sword in his hand, he had never practiced martial arts after joining the Immortal Martial Academy, let alone swordsmanship! However, Fang Lin laughed when faced with the domineering Dragon-seeking Spear.
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He stepped on Lingbo steps, and his figure suddenly became illusory.
There was a swipe, and instead of taking even half a step back, he stepped forward to meet him.
Fang Lin was seen wearing a fluttering white robe, with black hair flying, and the Qingshuang sword in his hand making a "whoosh" sound. In an instant, Fang Lin stabbed several swords in succession! Moreover, these swords were extremely vicious, and they were all aimed at
Zhao Yin's vital point was gone! Such a sword move was so fierce and vicious that Zhao Yin had to retreat! "Okay!"
As soon as the sword fell, an elder from the Xianwu Academy screamed.
His eyes were shining, staring at Fang Lin, as if he had discovered a new world.
We often say that laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.
The elder who spoke was Ouyang Nanfeng, the number one sword cultivator in the Xianwu Academy.
Very few people know about his strength.
However, his sword is famous throughout the fairy world.
Legend has it that he used a sword to kill the eight major sects in the immortal world. Later, he got tired and came to the Immortal Martial Academy to retire.
"This sword move is wonderful!"
Even the head of the family praised him without hesitation.
Hearing the words of the leader, Ouyang Nanfeng rolled his eyes, kicked his beard, and said angrily: "What everyone else said, you know nothing! That kid just used a few swords, and he didn't have decades of skill, so he couldn't understand it at all!"
Ouyang Nanfeng was mercilessly angry at the leader, and the elders around him snickered secretly.
This old ghost Ouyang is not afraid of anyone in this Xianwu Academy.
Who makes him strong enough?
However, the next moment, these elders were stunned! Including the leader! He didn't have time to pay attention to Ouyang Nanfeng's scolding, but asked in a trembling voice: "Ouyang, you mean, this kid is a swordsman?
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"possible!"
Ouyang Nanfeng looked at Fang Lin on the ring, his cloudy eyes shining with excitement.
He was so excited that everyone around him was surprised.
Because this old ghost Ouyang has been in their college for so long and has always been in a state of retirement. They have never seen him look like this today.
Ouyang Nanfeng paused and continued: "This kid either has a master, or he has a sword heart that is rare in millions of years!"
Hiss! As soon as the words came out, many elders took a breath of cold air.
It is basically impossible to learn from a master! What Ouyang Nanfeng represents is the top level of sword cultivators in the entire fairy world. If you can find sword cultivators with the same strength as him, you can count them with one slap.
And these people are all leaders in the immortal world, and their disciples are all well-known, and Fang Lin is not among them.
Then there is only one possibility.
Fang Lin is the body of Sword Heart! When he thought of this possibility, Ouyang Nanfeng's face turned red with excitement.
Throughout the ages, only the being who can cut through the sky with one sword has a sword heart that is unique among all. If there is another one, his achievements in the future will surely surpass those of the immortal world! "I want to accept him as my disciple!"
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Ouyang Nanfeng, who had never thought about taking on a disciple, made his decision immediately.
For such a genius, what you receive is earned.
When these words fell into the ears of everyone in the Xianwu Academy, they naturally aroused waves of envy.
Over the years, how many people have wanted to become the disciple of Elder Nangong, not only 10,000, but also 8,000.
There were even many prodigies from big families who came with generous gifts and paid three visits to the thatched cottage.
However, he turned these people away, and it was extremely difficult to even meet them.
Where is Fang Lin now?
Directly ask Elder Nangong to take the initiative to recruit disciples! The same people have different fates! "If it is really the body of the sword heart, if you don't kill this son, there will be endless troubles!"
Lan Hua heard all this in his ears. Although he said nothing, his eyes flickered with ferocity from time to time.
Everyone knows the horror of sword cultivators.
Cross-level challenges are commonplace for them.
Moreover, the stronger the strength, the more terrifying the swordsman becomes, and can even reach the legendary level of cutting off ancient and modern times with one sword! Fang Lin must die!
