Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher

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"I... I will have it later." Xiang Yang’s costume showed a nervous color. His face was full of eager light, and he looked up and looked at the fish. "Can I pay the money for a few more years? I promise, later. It must be guaranteed a hundred times."

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

He is proud of his heart and wants to see how the fish catches the answer.

"If you don't pay tuition, you still want to be a disciple of my Qingcheng school. When I am a Qingcheng faction, I am a refugee shelter. Kid, roll it, Qingcheng is not the place where you should come. You still go to the gang, though Now the gang has turned around improperly, but looking at your poor share, maybe you will receive it." Fish Zangfeng heard that Xiangyang had no money, suddenly turned his face, and directly rushed to catch people.

"It’s really awkward, I thought I could make a fortune." Fish Zangfeng was disappointed in his heart. For Xiangyang, he showed a sense of indifference and even disgust. Without money, even if he looks good, how can he be superior and temperament? What use?

At the same time, the fish catching the front even turned his head and went to the Qingcheng school to teach: "When you spread the reputation of our Qingcheng school, remember to pass the rules of the teacher, and save what the poor ghosts are whimsical to come to the teacher. ""

"Hey..."

Just as the fish creek had just turned around, he heard a round of applause. He turned his head and saw the poor ghost who came to the teacher was applauding.

"If the founding ancestors of the Qingcheng School are still alive, he will see that you are such a greedy person to be the head of the Qingcheng School. I am afraid that you will live alive."

Xiang Yang said with a smile on his side.

"Kid, are you looking for death?" The face of Yu Zhanfeng showed an angry color. I didn't expect that the poor ghost who had no money to pay the teacher's gift would dare to ridicule himself. It was really tired.

"Is the fish catching the front? Are you having problems with your ears and can't hear what I said? Or is it because your mind is not good enough to understand what I mean? I said that if you live like this, you will only humiliate the founders of the Qingcheng School." The prestige of the ancestors, not to mention letting you be the head of the Qingcheng faction, it is really difficult for the Qingcheng faction to be dead now." Xiang Yanghehe looked at the fish and caught the front.

He feels that if the founding ancestors of the Qingcheng School are still alive in the realm of cultivation, I am afraid that they will directly rush to the secular world to give the fish to the living.

This kind of person is the head of the Qingcheng School. I really don’t know if the eyes of the previous generation’s heads are stunned or embarrassed, or the head of the previous generation wanted to let the Qingcheng faction go out. This is the fish. What is Zang Feng’s head?

Xiang Yangyue thinks that the last head of the Qingcheng School definitely wants to let Qingcheng be destroyed. Otherwise, how would he choose the fisherman as the head?

"Kid, you actually insult me, you know what you are doing? Don't you want to live?" Fish Zangfeng looked coldly at Xiangyang, and there was already a killing in his heart. Such an ordinary person came to the teacher. If you don't bring enough teachers, you can just get out of Qingcheng Mountain, but you don't just go away, you dare to insult yourself, it is just looking for death.

"How can you be so old-fashioned, can you come up with some fresh things, don't ask me if you want to live? You are not nonsense? Who is living so well to find death?" Xiang Yang said with a white look. .

"Maybe you are coming to find death." At the same time as the fish catching the cold, he walked toward Xiangyang step by step, and his body was insanely surging.

As the head of the Qingcheng School, his most fancy is his face. Now he is insulted by an ordinary person in the face of a disciple. He decided to give a lesson to this daring guy.

"No, I am not coming to find death, I am coming to find my sword." Xiang Yanghe smiled and waved his hand.

"What sword?" The fish stalker subconsciously looked at the Xuanqing soft sword held in his hand, and the light flashed in his eyes, revealing a flustered color, but immediately he was stunned by his 'powerful strength'. Even if this Xuan Qing soft sword is really the other side, he is not afraid.

The cultivation of the late congenital, coupled with the power of the Excalibur, has made the fish catching the front feel that it is invincible in the world, no one can rival.

"Smart, I suddenly know that the Xuanqing soft sword is my thing." Xiang Yang gave the fish catcher an appreciative look. "Hand it out, my things, you can't take it."

His tone is soft, as if he is kidding a child, although there is nothing wrong with it, but the fish catches it and feels very uncomfortable. What does this guy mean? Obviously just an ordinary person, actually speaking to himself in this tone, is he treating himself as a child?

"The ridiculous, this is the sword of this seat. You dare to talk nonsense to be yours. What kind of black and white soft sword is simply ignorant. If you have the courage to come to Qingcheng Mountain, you don't have to leave, leave your life. ""

As the voice of the fish catches down, he walks toward Xiangyang step by step, and there is a powerful killing in his body. Since he already knows that the soft sword in his hand is a peerless soldier, he has already arrived at him. In the hands of him, how could he hand it over to anyone, even if the person is the owner of the original sword, it is impossible for him to surrender the Excalibur.

The so-called man has no sin and sin. Since Xiang Yang claims to be the master of this sword, then it is already a dead man in the eyes of Yu Zhanfeng. He can’t let Xiang Yang’s master of the original sword Leave alive.

He decided to kill the ring today and kill the people who dared to come to Qingcheng to provoke themselves.

"All the disciples returned to eat." As the fish squad stepped toward Xiangyang step by step, several elders behind him were very clever to drive back the disciples who came with them. Since they want to kill, naturally they can’t let this happen. Many disciples saw it.

"Do you want to kill me?" Looking at the body frantically surging and killing, step by step toward the fish catching himself, Xiang Yang's face showed a smile, but Sen was cold.

"Now I know that it is too late to fear. Whether you are the original owner of this sword, you must die." Yu Zhanfeng’s face with a sly smile, as a master of late congenital, and still Qingcheng The head, he has killed a lot of people, and, his favorite thing to do is to look at the other person's fear and resentment and die, which gives him a sense of control.

At this time, several elders also looked cold and surrounded, and looked at Xiang Yang with a smattering killing.

Xiang Yang still bears his hands and looks at the Qingyu Zangfeng and other elders. His face is smiling. "Are you surrounded me, are you afraid that I killed your headman? Or are you afraid that I will run straight?" Which kind of intention is afraid of me."

"Jokes, how can we be afraid of you as an ordinary person, we just want to see how you died." An elder sneered.

They naturally do not worry that the fish squad will not kill Xiangyang, but they are afraid that Xiangyang will suddenly run away to prevent accidents. They want to surround Xiangyang and let Xiangyang have no way to escape.

"Kid, don't think that you can delay the time, this is useless, you are destined to die today." Fish Zangfeng sneered, and has already reached the front of Xiangyang.

"go to hell."

At the same time, the fish catches a direct shot toward Xiangyang. Because he doesn’t know if Xiangyang is a warrior, he uses eight layers of power, which is equivalent to the master of the mid-contemporary. power.

This palm shot, the face of the fish catching a sly smile, the heart is smug thinking, even if the other is a congenital master to be shot by his own palm.

At this time, Xiang Yang moved, in the eyes of the fish catching can not help but laugh, Xiang Yang slowly extended his right hand, as if the old man played Tai Chi, slowly extended, his hand It seems that the softness is not as strong as it is, it is not like a warrior.

"It turned out to be just an ordinary person. It took a lot of money to use 80% of the infuriating. It was a waste of money." The fish sighed in the heart and felt that it was a big deal to use this palm to deal with Xiangyang.

However, he did not regain his strength. His cultivation was just a breakthrough in the late period of congenital, and he still took the remedy of the Qingcheng ancestors to break through. He could not fully control his own strength and could not send and receive freely.

"Death under my eight successes, I am cheaper." Fish Zangfeng felt that he was too kind, even so good for Xiangyang, used eight successes to kill an ordinary person, this is Xiangyang Tianda with pleasure.

"boom…."

In the infinite emotion of Yu Zhaifeng, he used a palm of eight layers of force to directly hit the hand that Xiang Yang had extended. However, at this moment, the smile on his face suddenly stopped, and the imaginary flesh and blood fluttered. The scene did not appear, and his palm was blocked by Xiang Yang.

"Block... blocked?"

Not only was the fish-stained front shocked, but the elders of the dozen Qingcheng factions behind him also widened their eyes and looked at the scene incredulously.

Originally thought that the palm of the game was actually blocked by Xiang Yang, who seemed to be an ordinary person. This made the elders who were ready to cheer up suddenly blush and almost yelled out.

The fisherman’s face showed an incredible color. He directly contacted Xiangyang. He did not feel that there was a real outburst in Xiangyang’s body. It just blocked the attack by the strength of the flesh, which made him feel ridiculous. Even suspected that this palm is too light.

The hands of Yu Zhanfeng’s hands are insane and violent, and 10% of the infuriating power has burst out. I want to fly Xiangyang Zhen out, but it’s useless. Xiang Yang still has no real volatility, and his face is faint. The smile, one hand directly blocked the palm of the fish, but not only that, he also showed a mocking smile, "I said small fish, how hard your strength is, even let me shake it, it is too disappointing. It is."

"Is this the strength of the head of the Qingcheng School? It is too weak, no wonder the Qingcheng faction will be down."

"Hey, you have to use some strength."

"..."

The smile on Xiang Yang’s face was very cheerful, but it made the fish and the more than a dozen elders face a big change, and the heart raised a chill.

"Who are you in the end?" The fish catches a red face and wants to blow Xiang Yang to the air, but finds that it is just doing nothing. He looked at Xiang Yang with horror and finally understood that this looks like ordinary people. The guy is not an ordinary person at all, but is playing a pig and eating a tiger.

"I am the master of the black-sword soft sword." Xiang Yang whispered softly, his right hand slammed, with the power of the mid-foreign power, the power of the pure body broke out, and the fish squad only felt a powerful force rushed over. After breaking through his infuriating defense, his entire involuntary '蹬蹬' stepped back a dozen steps before stopping.

The fish’s hand was shaking, and the strength of Xiangyang’s sudden explosion was too strong, making him feel like he was being smashed by a wild beast. The instinct of the success of the ten could not be stopped, although there was no Injury, but his heart is also trembling, this force is too strong, it is terrible.