Ouyang Nanfeng suppressed the Xianwu Academy for hundreds of years and protected the stability of the Xianwu Academy.
Although the Supreme Sect has become more powerful over the years, they have never been able to become the number one academy in the fairy world because of Ouyang Nanfeng's existence.
If there is another Ouyang Nanfeng, wouldn't the Supreme Sect fall directly?
Moreover, Fang Lin is in his prime, and once he grows up, he can protect the Xianwu Academy for thousands of years... Such a result is definitely not acceptable to Lan Hua.
At this time in the arena, Fang Lin felt a hint of hostility.
He glanced slightly, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Lan Hua looking at him eagerly! "This old ghost seems to have murderous intentions towards me!"
Fang Lin murmured softly in his heart, while keeping an eye on it.
The world of cultivators respects the law of the weak and the strong.
In order to achieve the goal, it is normal to use any means.
Lan Hua had been hostile to Fang Lin from the beginning. Now that Fang Lin has revealed his terrifying potential, it is normal for him to have murderous intentions.
There was not much time to think, a loud shout was heard, and Zhao Yin brandished his gun again.
"Fire Dragon Shooting!"
Zhao Yin jumped up and raised the spear above his head.
Under the scorching sun, the silver spear burst into flames.
Looking from a distance, Zhao Yin's entire body was wrapped in flames, like a god of death.
“It’s just a show!”
Feng Lin sneered, and the Qingshuang Sword in his hand rose into the air.
The ten stars drew the spirits out and turned into little bits of starlight, all of which were submerged in the Qingshuang Sword.
The next moment, the Qingshuang Sword disappeared between heaven and earth.
But in the sky where the sun was originally shining brightly, there was now a large dark cloud covering the arena.
The spring breeze is coming, and a little drizzle begins to fall on the arena! It seems gentle, but it is extremely terrifying.
I saw Zhao Yin's flaming flames extinguishing quickly at this moment. The two blended together, composing a song of ice and fire.
Not only that, the drizzle seems to be able to pass through everything in the world.
It extinguished the flames and tore Zhao Yin's silver armor.
The moment it fell on Zhao Yin, a heartbreaking pain surged over him.
He lowered his head and saw that there were dense holes in his body! The rain actually pierced his eight-star spiritual body! "Pfft!"
He spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale in an instant, and he fell heavily from the sky to the ring.
"No...impossible!"
Zhao Yin lay on the ground, his eyes filled with despair.
He originally thought that Fang Lin was just a reckless man with no brute strength, but unexpectedly, his swordsmanship was even more terrifying.
In other words, facing those cultivators before, there was no need to use such terrifying sword techniques.
At this time, Zhao Yin remembered what Fang Lin said before.
He said he wanted to be serious.
It turns out that he was not joking, but the truth! The world is getting smaller and smaller.
Zhao Yin twitched feebly and slowly closed his eyes.
He knew that with his bow, the outcome of the two brothers was basically determined.
Not to mention choosing a bed next to his younger brother, the two helpless people could basically choose a cemetery next to each other.
Alas! I don’t know if the Supreme Sect will help them bury it.
"Xianwu Academy, Fang Linsheng!"
Soon, the elder announced the results of the competition.
In an instant, the entire college was in excitement.
The moment Fang Lin walked down, the inner disciples directly picked up Fang Lin and threw him high into the sky.
He is simply a god, even the eight-star spirit body will die in hatred in his hands.
At this time, in the spectator seats, the leader murmured to himself: "Did he just use the power of the Ten Stars to Lead Spirits?"
No one answered the leader's words.
Because they haven't recovered from the shock yet.
Whether it's Fang Lin's astonishing swordsmanship or his short-lived Ten Stars Guiding Spirit.
These two pieces of news were like cannonballs, exploding a huge hole in their hearts.
What is genius?
This guy is a genius! The ten-star spirit-guiding realm is the legendary highest realm of spirit-guiding realm.
Based on this alone, Fang Lin is enough to rival the cultivators of the Three-Star Treasure Body.
In addition, Fang Lin also entered Taoism in the physical body. The strong physical body and the ten-star guiding spirit perfectly fit together, giving him a qualitative leap in strength! Not to mention his exquisite swordsmanship! No wonder! He can leapfrog levels.
And fight! At this moment, everyone suddenly became enlightened.
They finally understood why Fang Lin was so powerful.
Both Yu Zun and Ouyang Nanfeng's eyes were full of excitement and excitement at this time.
Yu Zun, who also entered the Tao through physical cultivation, knew very well what the physical cultivation of Ten Stars Guiding Spirits would mean in the near future! Looking back, when he was in the Spirit Guiding Realm, he also tried to attack the Ten Stars Guiding Spirits.
Unfortunately, it's too difficult.
The torture endured is definitely beyond what a cultivator can endure.
It was like being shattered into pieces, like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives! Looking back at the beginning, Fang Lin trained like crazy, and it would be an exaggeration to say that he was torturing himself.
"Old ghost, I want to take Fang Lin as my disciple!"
The leader's voice trembled, and his eyes looking at Fang Lin were as if he were looking at a peerless beauty, full of desire.
This is a piece of rough jade! As long as it is slightly carved, it will definitely shine! "Fuck you!"
Ouyang Nanfeng's eyes were filled with anger, like a red-faced Shura, and he shouted: "I have accepted this disciple, no one can use it!"
Lan Hua was shocked when he saw this result.
Ten stars guide spirits! The body of the sword heart! Fight across levels! No matter which one of these three, as long as you have a little bit of it, you are a genius.
Now, these halos all fall on the same person. He is not a genius, he is a monster! The monster among monsters! At this moment, Lan Hua dare not have any thoughts.
Under the cannon, he crushed the jade slips and reported what happened here to the head of the Supreme Sect.
at this time.
Inside the Supreme Gate.
The head of the Supreme Sect is fishing by the lake.
He was leaning against the Taishi's chair, his eyes were half-closed, and his face was smiling and comfortable.
When their strength has reached their level, in addition to practicing, they must also feel the great ways of heaven and earth in order to have a chance of breakthrough.
Moreover, he usually either cultivates or deals with matters within the Supreme Sect. Nowadays, it is rare for his disciples to participate in the three-year competition, so he naturally wants to relax.
"Come to think of it, the competition is almost over. I wonder if those little brats from the Xianwu Academy will cry if they lose this year!"
The leader of the Supreme Sect said to himself, his face smiling more and more happily.
Over the years, the Supreme Sect has won more and lost less, and the Xianwu Academy has become increasingly ineffective.
Maybe I really need to find an opportunity to take over the Xianwu Academy, so that the Supreme Sect can become the number one academy in the world.
Buzz! At this moment, a sound came from the air.
Then, the air in front of the leader began to twist, and Lan Hua's figure gradually emerged.
"Hey, isn't this Elder Lan?
how?
Are you here to tell me the good news?"
The boss smiled and said hello.
He loved and cared for this Elder Lan endlessly.
Let’s not talk about Lan Hua’s powerful strength. In the sect, Lan Hua handles many things, which saves him a lot of time.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is his right-hand man.
However, Elder Lan didn't show any joy at this time. His face was full of tears, as if his parents had died.
He forced a smile and said with difficulty: "Master, something happened during this competition..."
