Chapter 1207 Who Dares to Bully My Disciple...

"Little fat man, do you have the nerve to claim to be the number one genius of the Weapon Refining Sect? Your cultivation level has been ruined by this guy." He casually threw the stupid Bai Yuntian to the ground and let this kid do it stupidly. As he spoke, Xiang Yang looked at the little fat man Bai Yunfei with a teasing tone on his face.

The little fat man was still depressed. He looked at Xiang Yang with a pleading look on his face, "Boss, you have to promise me first that you won't kill anyone. Otherwise, you can kill me first..."

At this moment, the little fat man felt really regretful. If he had known that Xiang Yang would actually have murderous intentions, he would not have called the people from the Weapon Refining Sect even if he was beaten to death.

Thinking of how smart he was, he used deception to get his master to come over as quickly as possible, only to die if he came over...

The little fat man's heart was trembling, and there was no smile on his face anymore, only remorse and pleading.

"Forget it, for the sake of you just risking your life to protect me, I'll teach them a lesson." Xiang Yang felt that playing with the little fat man was enough, so he said with a smile.

"Seriously?" The little fat man's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing this.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Xiang Yang rolled his eyes, and he breathed a sigh of relief to this kid. Fortunately, it's not hopeless, and it doesn't mean that there is really a rebellion in the back of his head. Since he knows he is afraid, he still He's not a very bad person, but it's not that he can't interact with him either.

"Believe me, of course I believe what the boss said. You are my boss." The little fat man's expression changed too quickly. After Xiang Yang agreed, he suddenly smiled and then returned the question to Xiang Yang. Yang asked the man who came to him and looked at Bai Yuntian who had become an idiot with a look of disgust.

"Boss, you're pitting me against him. Aren't you trying to make me sick? This kid can condense the golden elixir and his hand was cut off after he exhausted all his strength. Do you think it's possible for him to reach his current level with his own strength? ? Anyone with a discerning eye can immediately tell that this kid was able to cultivate to the late stage of the Golden Core due to external forces. I actually practiced it step by step on my own. Even though I am only in the Golden Core stage, this kid, I can fight ten by one."

"Do you think your talent is very powerful?" Xiang Yang asked with a soft smile.

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If the little fat man hadn't begged him like that just now and let Xiang Yang see that this guy wasn't really cheating, Xiang Yang would never have bothered to tell him so much. However, the kid behind him was begging in a panic to not hurt the Weapon Refining Sect. When looking for someone, Xiang Yang felt that he could train this guy properly.

"Of course,

My talent is extraordinary, how can it be compared to ordinary people? "The little fat man said with a proud look on his face.

"Then don't you feel that as such a 'genius', you are embarrassed by Bai Yuntian's cultivation?" Xiang Yang asked again.

"That's because this guy relies on external forces. I cultivated it entirely on my own." The little fat man retorted.

"If it were me, no matter whether the other party relied on external forces to improve, in short, I have to be determined and practice step by step, and at the same time, I cannot be surpassed by him, because I am the strongest, no matter what the other party uses It is impossible to surpass me in terms of means. With my own efforts, I can definitely surpass anyone. No matter whether the other party has external help or not, it cannot be an excuse." Xiang Yang said calmly with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, Xiang Yang felt a very strong sense of self-confidence. He has never lacked confidence in himself. Even if the world is in front of him, he is confident that he can crush it with one punch. No one can surpass it. He, he is confident. He is not as strong as some old monsters now, but as long as he is given a little time, he can catch up.

It takes this kind of indomitable self-confidence to be worthy of a truly non-monstrous person like Xiang Yang.

"This... seems to make sense." After hearing this, the little fat man was stunned, and then he looked at Xiang Yang. When he saw the confident look on Xiang Yang's face, he seemed to also Infected by Xiang Yang, his mind trembled and he said, "Boss, I understand. Although my talent is not comparable to yours, I must not let this kid Bai Yuntian go down. No matter whether he relies on external means or not, he He has not yet received the blessings of heaven and earth, but I have received the blessings of heaven and earth. It is only right for me to surpass him through my own efforts in cultivation."

"Good boy, you understand."

Xiang Yang smiled immediately after hearing this, patted the little fat man's shoulder gently, and after thinking for a while, he took out a golden sword directly from the 'Nashen Ring'. It was when he was in the world of bloodline cultivation, A divine sword of the highest spiritual level refined from the main branch of that ancient demonic tree.

"Buzz..."

This is the first time that Xiang Yang has taken out the magic weapon refined in the bloodline world in this world. As soon as this sword appeared, a powerful and unparalleled sword intent burst out, and a golden sword energy was accompanied by a bright aura. A golden sword energy beam shot into the sky.

At this moment, in the void, the wind was surging, rolling with unparalleled power.

"This...this is a top-quality spiritual weapon?"

The little fat man spat and looked at the golden, top-grade spiritual weapon-level sword in Xiang Yang's hand with an expression of disbelief.

This is a top-grade spiritual weapon. The little fat man is called a master of weapon refining. However, his most proud method has only been able to refine a low-grade spiritual weapon until now, and that was only possible because of good luck. That’s all.

The best spiritual weapons are out of reach for him. Even his master, the giant of the weapon refining sect, can only refine high-quality spiritual weapons under normal circumstances. This is also because of some lucky moments. , and it was just by chance that a top-grade spiritual weapon was refined. As for the top-grade spiritual weapon, it was something that was unthinkable.

Although there are some top-quality spiritual weapons in the Taoist sect, they are all sect-suppressing treasures passed down from ancient times, and they are all controlled by the major giants of the Taoist sect. The Weapon Refining Sect is a sect that started out as an implement refining sect, and its own family background is certain. They are richer and have more than one top-quality spiritual weapon, but they are all controlled by the sect master. Normally, the little fat man is not even qualified to take a look at them.

"Do you like it?" Xiang Yang asked with a soft smile.

"I like it." The little fat man's head kept lighting up like a chicken pecking at rice. He felt that Xiang Yang was talking nonsense. This is a divine sword at the level of a top-notch spiritual weapon. Which cultivator wouldn't like it, let alone It is said that he is a weapon refiner who loves magic weapons more than anything else. At this moment, his mind is attracted by this golden sword of the highest spiritual weapon level, and he has no time to pay attention to Xiang Yang. .

"Do you want it?" Xiang Yang asked again.

"I think..." The little fat man nodded habitually, and then after coming back to his senses, he looked at Xiang Yang with an incredulous look on his face, "Old, boss...you, what did you say?"

When he thought that Xiang Yang seemed to be planning to give this top-grade spiritual sword to him, the little fat man suddenly breathed quickly, his heart beat faster, and his face turned red. If he hadn't been a cultivator at the Golden Core stage, , at this moment, he was probably too excited and couldn't stand it.

"From now on, this sword is yours." Xiang Yang said lightly and at the same time, he threw this top-grade spiritual weapon-level sword in front of the little fat man very casually, as if throwing away garbage. Then he put his hands behind his back and looked at the little fat man.

"ah..."

"Really...really give it to me?"

The little fat man stared unblinkingly at the golden, top-grade spiritual sword stuck on the ground, and he stuttered when he spoke.

"If you don't want it, you can tell me and I won't force you." Although Xiang Yang knew that the little fat man's love for this top-quality spiritual weapon had reached an unparalleled level, he still couldn't help it. Said with a smile.

"Who said I don't want it anymore? I want it."

As the little fat man spoke, Ma stretched out his hand to grab the golden sword, which was a top-grade spiritual weapon. However, just when his hand was about to touch the hilt of the golden sword, the golden sword had a golden sword energy. It burst out and directly pierced his palm.

"ah..."

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The little fat man quickly retracted his hand and lowered his head to take a look, only to find that his palm was already covered with blood. Moreover, because the sword energy of this top-quality spiritual weapon still remained in the sword wound on his palm, it caused Not only did his wounds show no tendency to heal, but they were getting bigger and bigger.

"Boss...I...I..."

The little fat man wanted to cry but felt that he was really humiliated. Xiang Yang had already put this top-notch spiritual sword in front of him, but his hand could not even grasp the hilt of the sword. He had no ability at all, and the injuries on his palms continued to expand under the sword energy. The expression on the little fat man's face became more and more helpless. He tried his best to use his true energy to remove the wounds on his palms. The sword energy was driven away, but he found that his true energy could not shake the sword energy at all. Even when the sword energy could absorb his true energy and become stronger, he almost cried. He could only look at Xiang Yang for help.

"Since this sword has been given to you, then you can find a way to get it yourself. You are determined to become a master of weapon refining. If people know that you can't even conquer a top-quality spiritual weapon, Wouldn't that be too embarrassing?" Xiang Yang still put his hands behind his back and ignored the little fat man, but said with a mocking look on his face.

"But, the sword energy of this divine sword is too strong, and I can't do anything with it..." The little fat man almost cried, especially when he saw that the wound on his hand was still there. As it continued to expand, I just felt that the whole person was getting worse and worse.

"Boss, please... If you don't do it, my hand will become useless..." The little fat man looked at Xiang Yang with pleading eyes. He really wanted to cry. There was a top-quality spiritual weapon in front of him. But he couldn't even get close, he was so heartbroken.

"You should know that your cultivation is insufficient. Once you know it, you should practice hard."

Xiang Yang glared and took the opportunity to teach the boy a lesson. However, when he was about to help the little fat boy deal with the injury on his hand and help him refine this top-quality spiritual sword, he heard a message from the sky in the distance. There was a roar.

"Asshole, the master of the Weapon Refining Sect, Bai Shenzong, is here. Who dares to bully my disciples?"