Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher

"I ... I will have it in the future." Xiang Yang pretends to be nervous, with a longing light on his face, looking up at Yu Zangfeng, "Can I delay the payment for a few years? I promise, in the future Must be repaid 100 times. "

Xiang Yang feels like a poor student who can't afford tuition and is very eager to learn, eager to enter school.

With pride in his heart, he wanted to see how Yu Zangfeng answered.

"If you don't pay tuition, you still want to be a disciple of the Qingcheng School. If you think that the Qingcheng School is a refugee shelter, boy, let's go. The Qingcheng School is not where you should come. You should go to the gang, though The beggar gang has turned into an improper beggar now, but depending on how poor you are, maybe you will be taken away. "Yu Zangfeng suddenly turned his face when he heard that Xiang Yang had no money, and started to catch people.

"It's really arrogant, I thought I could make a fortune." Yu Zangfeng showed disappointment in his heart, and showed a cold and even a disgusted expression to Xiang Yang. Without money, even if he looks good, no matter how outstanding his temperament is. What use?

While thinking, Yu Zangfeng even turned his head to teach the Qingcheng faction: "When spreading the reputation of our Qingcheng faction, remember to pass on the rules of apprenticeship, and save any poor ghosts who want to come to apprenticeship. . "

"Slap ..."

Just when Yu Zangfeng just turned around, he heard a round of applause. He turned his head in amazement, and saw the poor ghost who was visiting the teacher applauding with great interest.

"If the founding ancestor of the Qingcheng School is still alive, he sees that a person like you who is greedy for money is the head of the Qingcheng School, I am afraid he will slap you alive."

Xiang Yang said with a smile while applauding.

"Boy, are you looking for death?" Yu Zangfeng's face showed an angry look. Unexpectedly, the poor ghost who had no money to pay the teacher's ritual even dared to sarcasm himself.

"Yu Zangfeng, right? Did you have problems with your ears and couldn't hear what I said, or did you have a bad brain and didn't understand what I said? I said that people like you can only insult the Qingcheng School's founders. The prestige of the ancestors, not to mention making you the leader of the Qingcheng faction, is really difficult for the Qingcheng faction has not yet perished. "Xiang Yang looked at Yu Zangfeng with a smile.

He felt that if the founding ancestors of the Qingcheng School were still alive in the cultivation realm, I am afraid that they would rush directly to the secular world to give Yu Zangfeng a living life.

This kind of person is the head of the Qingcheng school. I really do n’t know whether the head of the previous generation was blind or what it was, or the head of the previous generation was thinking of destroying the Qingcheng school. What about Tibetan front?

Xiang Yangyue thought more and more that the previous leader of the Qingcheng school must have wanted to destroy the Qingcheng school. Otherwise, why would Yuzang Feng be the leader?

"Boy, you even insulted me, do you know what you are doing? Don't you want to live?" Yu Zangfeng looked at Xiang Yang coldly, and his heart was already rolling with murderous intentions. Such an ordinary person came to visit the teacher Even if you do n’t bring enough rituals, you can just get out of Qingcheng Mountain obediently, but you not only do n’t get away, but dare to insult yourself.

"Why are you so old-fashioned, can you have something new, don't ask me if I want to live as soon as I say it? Isn't that nonsense? Does anyone live well and die?" Xiang Yangbai said at a glance. .

"Maybe you are here to find death." Yu Cangfeng said coldly, stepping towards Xiang Yang step by step, his murderous intention surging wildly.

As the leader of the Qingcheng School, he was most concerned about his face. Now that he was insulted by an ordinary person in the face of a disciple, he decided to give this courageous fellow a lesson.

"No, I'm not here to find death, I'm here to find my sword." Xiang Yang waved his hand with a smile.

"What sword?" Yu Zangfeng unconsciously looked at the soft black sword held in his hand. The light flashed in his eyes, revealing a panic, but was immediately calmed down by his own "powerful strength". Even if this Xuanqing soft sword really belongs to the other party, he is not afraid.

The congenital cultivation practice, coupled with the power of the Excalibur, has made Yu Zangfeng feel that he is invincible in the world, and no one can be invincible.

"Smart, I knew at once that Xuanqing Soft Sword was my thing." Xiang Yang gave Yu Zangfeng an admiring look, "Hand it over, my thing is not something you can take."

His tone was soft, as if he was coaxing a child. Although there was nothing wrong with it, Yu Zangfeng felt very uncomfortable. What did this guy mean?Obviously just an ordinary person, even talking to himself in this tone, did he regard himself as a child?

"Ridiculous, this is the sword of this seat. You dare to talk nonsense to you. What kind of soft sword is mysterious. You have the guts to come to Qingcheng Mountain to make trouble, then you do n’t have to leave. Leave your life. . "

As Yu Zangfeng's words fell, he walked towards Xiang Yang step by step. There was a powerful murderous madness in his body. Since he already knew that the soft sword in his hand was a peerless magical soldier, and he had arrived at him How could he hand it over to anyone else, even if that person was the owner of the original sword, it would never be possible for him to hand over the Excalibur.

It is said that people have no guilt and blame themselves. Since Xiang Yang claimed to be the master of this Excalibur, then in the eyes of Yu Zangfeng, he is already a dead person. He cannot let Xiang Yang, the master of the original Excalibur. Leave alive.

He decided to open a killing ring today and kill this man who dares to "provoke" himself in Qingcheng.

"All the disciples returned to dinner." As Yu Zangfeng walked towards Xiang Yang step by step, the elders behind him drove the disciples who came with him very smartly. See more disciples.

"Do you want to kill me?" Looking at Yu Zangfeng, who was walking towards him step by step, Xiang Yang showed a smile on his face, but Sen was cold.

"It's too late to know that it's too late now. Whether you are the original owner of this sword or not, you must die." Yu Zangfeng's face with a greasy smile, as a master of the innate and late period, and still from the Qingcheng school The person in charge, he has killed a lot of people, and his favorite thing to do is look at the other person's expression of fear and resentment, which gives him a thrill of controlling everything.

At this time, several elders also looked up at the cold, looking at Xiang Yang with a murderous intention.

Xiang Yang was still carrying his hands and looking at the blue fish tibetan and other elders, with a smile on his face, "Are you afraid of me to kill you who ran off your head? Or are you afraid that I will run directly? Alas, no matter What kind of intention is afraid of me. "

"Joke, how could we be afraid that you are an ordinary person, we just want to see how you die." An elder said with a sneer.

They naturally do not worry that Yu Zangfeng will not kill Xiang Yang, but they are afraid that Xiang Yang will suddenly run away to prevent accidents. They want to surround Xiang Yang and let Xiang Yang have no way to escape.

"Boy, don't think you can delay the time. It's useless. You are destined to die today." Yu Zangfeng said with a sneer, he had come to Xiang Yang.

"go to hell."

At the same time, Yu Zangfeng shot directly towards Xiang Yang with a palm. Since he did not know whether Xiang Yang was a martial artist, he used eight layers of power, which is equivalent to the masters of the mid-innate. power.

This palm shot, Yu Zangfeng's face with a greasy smile, thinking with pride in his heart, even if the other party is an innate master will be shot into flesh by his own palm.

At this time, Xiang Yang moved. In the eyes that Yu Zangfeng couldn't help but want to laugh, Xiang Yang slowly extended his right hand, just like the old man playing Tai Chi, and slowly extended his hand. It looks like it is soft and has no strength, it is not like a warrior at all.

"It turned out to be just an ordinary person. It was too wasteful for Mr. Fei to use 80% of his true energy." Yu Zangfeng sighed in his heart, and felt that his own palm to deal with such an "ordinary person" of Xiang Yang was really overkill.

However, he did not withdraw his strength. His cultivation practice was just a short time after the breakthrough of the congenital late, and he still took the ancestral medicine of the Qingcheng School to break through. He could not fully control his own strength and could not send and receive freely.

"Death is under my eight strengths, it's cheaper for you." Yu Zangfeng felt that he was too benevolent. He was so good to Xiang Yang. He used eight strengths to kill an ordinary person. This is Xiang Yang's great with pleasure.

"boom…"

In the infinite emotion of Yu Zangfeng, he used a palm of eight layers of power to directly hit Xiang Yang's outstretched hand. However, at this moment, the smile on his face suddenly stopped, and the imaginary flesh and blood flew. The scene did not appear, his palm was firmly blocked by Xiang Yang.

"Block ... blocking?"

Not only Yu Zangfeng was shocked, but the elders of the dozen or so Qingcheng factions behind him also widened their eyes and looked at this scene inconceivably.

The palm that originally thought he had a good chance of success was blocked by Xiang Yang, who seemed to be an ordinary person. This made the elders who were ready to cheer suddenly blush and almost yelled.

Unbelievable color appeared on Yu Zangfeng's face. He directly contacted Xiang Yang, and he didn't feel the true energy burst out of Xiang Yang, but he blocked his attack with the power of his body, which made him feel ridiculous. , I even suspect that my palm is too light.

The true energy of Yu Zangfeng's hands surged wildly. Ten percent of his true energy exploded with all his strength. He wanted to fly Xiang Yang Zhen out, but it was useless. There was still no real Qi fluctuations on Xiang Yang's body. Smile, a hand directly blocked Yu Zangfeng's palm, not only that, he also showed a mocking smile, "I said Xiaoyu, why are you so weak, even let me shake it, I am so disappointed Now. "

"Is this the strength of the leader of the Qingcheng faction? It is really too weak. No wonder the Qingcheng faction will fall."

"Ah, you've tried your best."

"..."

The smile on Xiang Yang's face was very cheerful, but the face of Yu Zangfeng and a dozen elders changed greatly, and a chill rose in his heart.

"Who the hell are you?" Yu Cangfeng blushed and tried to blow Xiang Yang, only to find that he was just doing useless work. He looked at Xiang Yang in horror, and finally understood that the seemingly ordinary person in front of him The guy is not an ordinary person at all, but is playing a pig and eating a tiger.

"I am the owner of the soft sword of Xuan Qing." Xiang Yang smiled softly, and his right hand was shocked. With the power of external power in the mid-innate period, the strength of the pure physical body burst out. , Broke through his true defense, he involuntarily 'pedaled' back a dozen steps before stopping.

Yu Zangfeng ’s hand was shaking, and Xiang Yang ’s sudden burst of strength was too strong, making him feel as if he had been rushed over by a huge wild beast. The true energy of the ten successful forces could not be stopped, although not He was hurt, but his heart was trembling. This force was too strong and terrible.