I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"call out!"

Countless fragments carried the force of a thousand-junks, like a sharp arrow pierced into the air, bursting into the sky and the earth.

"Who would dare to break into my Zhongzhou Club?"

Mo Shaocang changed his color violently. He was able to form an organization and wantonly blackmail new students, relying on not just the strength of Qianlong Rank 19. Behind him, there are top ten figures supporting him!

In addition, most of the resources he receives each year will be given to a certain core disciple.

Because of this, even elite disciples are not willing to offend him. And he acted astutely, never provoke some new students with real potential.

Therefore, the Zhongzhou Society has always existed steadily, and it is the first time that someone has been hit at the door like today.

A touch of anger appeared on his face, Mo Shaocang struggling to shake his long sleeves, a black whirlwind hurriedly out, suddenly rolling up all the fragments and flying into the air!

"Boss Mo, it's them." Gui Wusha cowered back a few steps, and when he saw Yang Lie, he subconsciously felt a little tightness in his abdomen.

"It turns out that you shot and wounded my Zhongzhou Club? Did you know—"

Mo Shaocang's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

"laugh!"

The sharp cracking voice suddenly sounded, and a palm covered with thick golden light slapped Yang Lie's chest, followed by Mo Shaocang's voice: "How stupid are you?"

"Be careful! That's the'Xuanjin Huasi Hand'!"

Chen Aoxue exclaimed that she has an innate keen instinct for intelligence collection. Although she has been oppressed these days, she has also found out about the Zhongzhou Club.

This Xuanjin Huasi hand is ranked in the middle school of martial arts. It is a secret of the school. The exchange price has reached 3,000 credits. In terms of power, it is not inferior to "catching a dragon and a claw."

In addition, Mo Shaocang has already cultivated the "Nine-Fen Internal Yuan", and under the palm of his hand, even 100-refined steel can be photographed into silky silk!

Hearing the voice, Mo Shaocang showed a wicked smile: "The strong in this world are respected, and the poor sympathy of the weak can only be trampled on the ground! Little sister, now, let me give you a good time. Last lesson!"

"rumble!"

Suddenly, a strong trembling sound broke through the air, and I saw golden light like shaving fish scales, whizzing and scattering!

Mo Shaocang's palm was close to a sleeve of the robe, and a blow that could open the mountain and crack the rock could only make the sleeve of the robe move.

In response to his startled eyes, Yang Lie smiled faintly: "Although the words are reasonable, it is a pity that you are not strong."

"boom!"

The strength of the five-point inner element is like the Yangtze River rushing out, and an illusory sword shadow appears in the sea of ​​Yang Lie——

The prototype of sword intent!

Unmatched martial arts will power superimposed, Yang Lie's robe sleeves were filled with iron and mercury, and he swung out suddenly!

"Boom!"

Mo Shaocang's palm was swept away fiercely, and the powerful force whizzed him around like a spinning top. He bounced out with a "swish" and slammed heavily on the hall wall.

Pieces of broken bricks and wooden beams shattered, his body slid down embarrassingly, and finally fell to the ground.

"hiss!"

Ghost Wusha and the others opened their eyes violently. The characters at the top of the Qianlong List of the New Life Academy were immersed in cultivation and rarely appeared, so Mo Shaocang was almost dominated by himself.

What they saw was often this "Boss Mo" aloft, and no one dared to defy the majestic scenes wherever he passed. Ever saw such embarrassment before?

Even Ling Haojian and the others are taking a cold breath, they have been instilled in the past few days with the concept of how powerful the "Qianlong Ban Disciple" is. When they thought about it, although Yang Lie had repeatedly performed miracles, his cultivation level was still low, and the strongest method "Chong Xuan Formation Flag" was destroyed by the palm of the people. How could he be Mo Shaocang's opponent?

As a result, it was so unexpected.

"For the sake of being a disciple of the same institution, I originally only wanted to teach you a lesson. I didn't want to make a heavy hand. I didn't expect you to be so ignorant of good and bad! If so, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Mo Shaocang's cheek muscles twitched frantically, and violent angry flames burned in his eyes. With a loud roar, his figure soared into the air, and his palms were shot continuously.

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

Strips of silver-white long cracks burst out of his palm, like a cage, crashing towards Yang Lie——

The prisoner of the mysterious golden silk hand!

Neiyuan, martial arts, and profound weapons, these are the three basic powers of the Vientiane Realm martial artist. Since Xuanjin Huasi Shou is the secret of Sirius Academy, its power is much more than that of ordinary middle school martial arts.

This move has reached the perfect state. Although there is still a distance from the artistic conception level, it is powerful enough to kill the ordinary Vientiane state triple.

With one blow, the surrounding air was instantly dignified and terrifying, and its power was obviously much stronger than before!

"Stop it! The Sirius Academy strictly prohibits death fights between ordinary students. If you hurt Yang Lie, you won't be able to please!" Chen Aoxue said loudly.

This is the rule on the bright side, so Zhongzhou will bully Ling Haojian and others, and also need to force him to go to the "battle room" before he can do it.

Mo Shaocang smiled arrogantly: "A freshman, not even a formal student, even if you die, the university won't pay more attention to it! Do you really take yourself seriously? Wait for me to abolish your cultivation and give you peace of mind. A crime of'collaborating with the monster race', see if anyone is arguing for you!"

The weak eat the strong!

No matter how brilliant and beautiful it is on the surface, the Sirius Academy still plays in this way. The freshman student defies the elite disciple, that is the following crime. And the elite disciples teach new students, that is "pointing to the backward"!

Even the core disciples can arbitrarily reverse black and white and frame students, but no one dares to refute!

This is the biggest rule of the Sirius Academy.

"Ah."

Lie raised his head slightly, facing the concealed prisoner, he suddenly smiled, with incomparable mockery in his smile, "Then, if I abolish you, I wonder if anyone will give you justice?"

"Joke--" Mo Shaocang subconsciously snarled coldly, but before the slam screamed out, a look of horror surged in his eyes.

"Boom!"

In the sight of Yang Lie, nine red lines appeared all over his body. For an instant, he didn't look like an ordinary flesh body, but was closer to the Dragon Savage Beast, with boundless energy and blood rushing out wildly.

One bow and one bounce!

The body shook, and thirteen sword shadows suddenly condensed behind him. All the sword shadows seemed to have been summoned invisibly, whizzing and converging into a torrent of starlight, like a meteorite crashing up——

Yuxing Swordsmanship! Meteorite crit!

Yang Lie initially merged these two martial arts. Although they have not yet achieved success, their power is comparable to the top middle school martial arts!

"Click!"

The prison formed by the silver-white silk thread froze for a strange moment, and it froze for a while before bursting into pieces. The force of the counter-shock struck, Mo Shaocang's arm slammed loudly, and the skin suddenly exploded!

"what!"

Mo Shaocang was frightened and angry. He let out a long roar, and shot out, "How can you be so strong?"

There was a disturbance in the fighting field that day. Although there were many viewers, Mo Shaocang was not qualified to go. In addition, under the power of the Common People's Association, no one dared to preach it wantonly.

Therefore, Yang Lie's reputation is not very strong among some formal disciples.

"Now, should I make the rules?"

Yang Lie struck out with one move, regaining a calm and calm expression, and pushed forward step by step. Although his momentum is not great, the pressure brought by him is extremely strong, and Mo Shaocang is crumbling like a sea tide.

"What do you want to do? I am not an unknown person at Sirius Academy. If you really hurt me, the rules of the Academy cannot spare you." Mo Shaocang threatened sternly.

"Well, this is a troublesome thing."

Yang Lie muttered to himself, before letting the other party relax, he smiled slightly, "However, I really want to know how famous you are. I don't know how many people have tied you up and patrolled in the Xinshengyuan. Will know?"

Mo Shaocang's expression changed drastically, and if Yang Lie was allowed to do this, he would not have the face to stay any longer.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant! The background of my Zhongzhou Club is far from what you can imagine. If you go back, I can treat today's things as never happened."

Mo Shaocang was softened, his eyes flashed again and again, "Otherwise, even if you can retreat with your whole body today, you will not escape the revenge of my Zhongzhou Association!"

"As if it never happened?"

Thinking of the scars on Ling Haojian's body, a stern look suddenly appeared on Yang Lie's face, "I can't be so forgetful!"

boom!

He stepped forward, his right arm like a gun, drawn towards Mo Shaocang's cheek.

Before the shadow of his arm came, his fierce energy had already tore his cheeks pain, like a knife cut!

"This is what you forced me!"

A trace of distress appeared on Mo Shaocang's face, and he suddenly yelled, "Stop him for me!"

Suddenly, his right hand robe sleeves up.

With a "shoo", a black burly figure burst out. As soon as the figure appeared, palm-sized snowflakes flickered, and the surrounding temperature immediately dropped below freezing.

It is clearly visible that clear wafer-like snowflakes appeared on Mo Shaocang's cheeks and eyebrows! His lips trembled, and it seemed that he couldn't bear such a cold.

"Woo! Woo!"

Pieces of black snowflakes fluttered, and gradually formed a river, whirling back and forth, making that figure walk from an endless world of ice and snow, full of the breath of death.

"Vision!?"

Yang Lie was shocked, he had been exposed to two visions.

The first time was the Scarlet Swamp of the Monkey King, and the second time was Gu Menglong’s "Fire Seed Golden Lotus", so I am familiar with this mysterious power, and I can tell at a glance that the burly figure actually mastered the difference. Elephant powerhouse!

Damn, this Mo Shaocang still possesses such power?

At this time, Yang Lie also saw the person's appearance clearly. It was actually made of black unknown jade. It has no facial features, no gender attribution, and the whole body is very smooth up and down, and there are faintly complex patterns flashing. .

"Yang Lie beware, this is a sealed puppet!"

Suddenly, a reminding voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness, it was the black demon dog, "Its power is not inferior to the Vientiane Realm Quadruple!"