Chapter 308 Blocked... Blocked?

( ) "I...I will have it in the future." Xiang Yang pretended to be nervous, with a look of longing on his face. He raised his head and looked at Yu Zangfeng, "Can I delay paying for a few years? I promise. , I will pay it back a hundred times in the future." Xiang Yang felt that he looked like a poor student who couldn't afford tuition, but was also very studious and eager to enter school. He felt proud in his heart and wanted to see how Yu Zangfeng would answer. "You want to become a disciple of my Qingcheng sect without paying tuition. You think our Qingcheng sect is a refugee shelter. Go away, kid. The Qingcheng sect is not the place you should come to. You should go to the Beggar Clan. Although The current beggar gang has changed its profession and stopped being beggars, but seeing as you are so poor, they might accept you." When Yu Zangfeng heard that Xiang Yang had no money, he immediately turned against him and started to chase him away. "It's really unlucky. I thought I could make a fortune." Yu Zangfeng felt disappointed in his heart, and showed an expression of indifference and even disgust towards Xiang Yang. Without money, no matter how good-looking or outstanding his temperament is, What is it for? While thinking about it, Yu Zangfeng even turned around and lectured everyone in the Qingcheng Sect: "When we spread the reputation of our Qingcheng Sect in the future, remember to spread the rules of becoming a disciple as well, so that no poor guy will have any whims to come to become a disciple. ." "Bah bang..." Just when Yu Zangfeng turned around, he heard a burst of applause. He turned his head in surprise and saw the poor guy who came to be his apprentice was applauding with great interest. "If the founding ancestor of the Qingcheng Sect was still alive, he would probably chop you up alive when he saw a money-grubbing person like you as the head of the Qingcheng Sect." Xiang Yang clapped and laughed. said. "Boy, are you looking for death?" Yu Zangfeng's face showed anger. He didn't expect that this poor man who had no money to pay for the apprenticeship ceremony would dare to mock him. He was really tired of living. "Yu Zangfeng, right? Do you have a problem with your ears and can't hear what I say, or do you have a bad brain and can't understand the meaning of my words? I said that living as a person like you will only humiliate the founding sect of Qingcheng Sect. The reputation of our ancestors, let alone letting you be the head of the Qingcheng Sect, is really hard for the Qingcheng Sect not to be destroyed yet." Xiang Yang looked at Yu Zangfeng with a smile. He felt that if the founding ancestor of the Qingcheng Sect was still alive in the world of cultivation, he would probably rush directly to the secular world and cut Yu Zangfeng alive. For this kind of person to be the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, I really don’t know if the leader of the previous generation was blind or something, or the leader of the previous generation wanted to let the Qingcheng Sect wipe out the sect, so he chose Yu What if Zang Feng is the leader? The more Xiang Yang thinks about it, the more he feels that the previous leader of the Qingcheng Sect must have wanted the Qingcheng Sect to be destroyed. Otherwise, how could he choose Yu Zangfeng as the leader? "Boy, you insulted me. Do you know what you are doing? Don't you want to live?" Yu Zangfeng looked at Xiang Yang with a cold expression, and there was already murderous intention rolling in his heart. Such an ordinary person came to become a disciple. It's okay if you don't bring enough apprenticeship gifts. You just get out of Qingcheng Mountain. But not only do you not get out, you even dare to insult yourself. You are simply seeking death. "Why are you so old-fashioned? Can you come up with something new? Don't ask me if I want to live anymore. Aren't you talking nonsense? Who is looking for death while living a good life?" Xiang Yang rolled his eyes at him and said. . "Maybe you are here to die." Yu Zangfeng said coldly, walking towards Xiang Yang step by step, with murderous intent surging crazily in his body. As the head of the Qingcheng Sect, what he valued most was his own face. Now he was insulted by an ordinary person in front of a disciple of a certain sect. He decided to teach this daring guy a lesson. "No, no, I'm not here to die, I'm here for my sword." Xiang Yang chuckled and waved his hand. "What sword?" Yu Zangfeng subconsciously looked at the Xuanqing soft sword in his hand, his eyes flashed with a hint of panic, but he was immediately calmed down by his 'powerful strength' and felt Even if this Xuanqing soft sword really belongs to the opponent, he has nothing to fear. Yu Zangfeng's late-stage Xiantian cultivation and the power of the divine sword have already made Yu Zangfeng feel that he is invincible.

invincible. "Smart, you immediately knew that the Xuanqing Soft Sword was mine." Xiang Yang gave Yu Zangfeng an appreciative look, "Hand it over, you can't take my things." His tone was soft. , as if he was coaxing a child. Although there was nothing wrong, Yu Zangfeng felt very uncomfortable when he heard it. What does this guy mean? He is obviously just an ordinary person, but he talks to himself in this tone. Does he regard himself as a child? "It's ridiculous. This is my sword. You dare to claim it as yours. You don't know anything about the Xuanqing Soft Sword. Since you have the guts to come to my Qingcheng Mountain to cause trouble, you don't have to leave. Just keep your life. ." As Yu Zangfeng's words fell, he walked towards Xiang Yang step by step, with a powerful killing intent surging crazily in his body. Now that he knew that the soft sword in his hand was a peerless magic weapon, and it had already Once it was in his hands, how could he hand it over to anyone again? Even if that person was the original owner of the sword, there was no way he could make him hand over the sword. As the saying goes, no one is guilty, but he who carries the jade in his arms will blame himself. Since Xiang Yang claims to be the master of this divine sword, then in the eyes of Yu Zangfeng, he is already a dead man. It is impossible for him to let Xiang Yang, the original master of the divine sword, return the favor. Get out alive. He decided to go on a killing spree today and kill this person who dared to come to the Qingcheng faction to 'provoke' him to avoid future troubles. "All disciples, please go back and eat." As Yu Zangfeng walked towards Xiang Yang step by step, several elders behind him very smartly drove back the accompanying disciples. Since they wanted to kill people, naturally they couldn't let such Many disciples saw it. "You want to kill me?" Looking at Yu Zangfeng, who was walking toward him step by step with murderous intent surging crazily on his body, Xiang Yang had a smile on his face, forbidding yet cold. "It's too late to be afraid now. No matter whether you are the original owner of this sword or not, you must die." Yu Zangfeng had a ferocious smile on his face. As a late-stage congenital master, he was also a member of the Qingcheng sect. The leader, he has killed many people, and what he likes to do most is to watch the other person die with fear and resentment, which gives him the pleasure of being in control of everything. At this time, several elders also gathered around him with stern expressions, looking at Xiang Yang with murderous intent. Xiang Yang still looked at Qingyu Zangfeng and other elders with his hands behind his back, with a smile on his face, "Are you surrounding me afraid that I will kill your leader and run away? Or are you afraid that I will run away directly? Alas, no matter Either way, they are all afraid of me." "What a joke, how could we be afraid of you, an ordinary person? We just want to see how you die." An elder said with a sneer. Naturally, they were not worried that Yu Zangfeng would not be able to kill Xiang Yang, but they were worried that Xiang Yang would suddenly run away. In case of an accident, they wanted to surround Xiang Yang and leave Xiang Yang with no way to escape. "Boy, don't think you can delay time. It's useless. You are destined to die today." Yu Zangfeng sneered and walked up to Xiang Yang. "Go to hell." While saying this, Yu Zangfeng directly slapped Xiang Yang with his palm. Since he didn't know whether Xiang Yang was a warrior, his palm used eight levels of power, which was equivalent to innate power. The power possessed by mid-term masters. With this palm shot, Yu Zangfeng had a ferocious smile on his face, and he was thinking proudly in his heart that even if the opponent was an innate master, he would be beaten to pieces by his palm. At this time, Xiang Yang moved. In the eyes of Yu Zangfeng who couldn't help but want to laugh, Xiang Yang slowly stretched out his right hand, just like an old man doing Tai Chi. He slowly stretched out his hand. He looked limp and powerless, not like a warrior at all. "It turns out that I'm just an ordinary person. I wasted 80% of my energy in vain. It's such a waste." Yu Zangfeng sighed in his heart, feeling that his palm was really overqualified to deal with an 'ordinary person' like Xiang Yang. But he did not withdraw his strength. His cultivation level had just broken through to the late Xiantian stage, and he had only broken through after taking the ancestral elixir of the Qingcheng Sect. He was still unable to fully control his own power and could not send and receive it freely. "It will be easier for you to die under my eight successful powers." Yu Zangfeng felt that he was too kind. He was so kind to Xiang Yang and used eight successful powers to kill an ordinary person. This was Xiang Yang's biggest mistake. pleasure. "Bang..." In Yu Zangfeng's infinite emotion, he used a palm with eight levels of power to directly hit Xiang Yang's outstretched hand. However, at this moment, the smile on his face suddenly stopped. In his imagination, The scene of flying flesh and blood did not appear, and his palm was firmly blocked by Xiang Yang. "Blocked... blocked?" Not only Yu Zangfeng was shocked, but the dozen or so elders of the Qingcheng Sect behind him also stared at this scene in disbelief. The palm that was thought to be a sure chance of victory was actually blocked by Xiang Yang, who looked like an ordinary person. This made several elders who were ready to cheer suddenly blush and almost scream. Yu Zangfeng had a look of disbelief on his face. He was in direct contact with Xiang Yang. He didn't feel any real energy bursting out of Xiang Yang. He just blocked his own attack with the strength of his body. This made him feel ridiculous. , and even suspected that his palm force was too light. The true energy in Yu Zangfeng's hand surged crazily, and 100% of the true energy burst out with all his strength, trying to knock Xiang Yang away, but it was useless. Xiang Yang still didn't have any true energy fluctuations on his body, and there was a faint expression on his face. With a smile, he directly blocked Yu Zangfeng's palm with one hand. Not only that, he also showed a sarcastic smile, "I said Xiaoyu, why are you so weak? You can't even shake me. I'm so disappointed." .

"Is this the strength of the leader of the Qingcheng Sect?" It's so weak, no wonder the Qingcheng Sect has declined. "Oh, you should use more strength." "..." The smile on Xiang Yang's face was very cheerful, but it made the expressions of Yu Zangfeng and a dozen elders change drastically, and a chill rose in their hearts. "Who are you?" "Yu Zangfeng blushed and tried to knock Xiang Yang away, but found that his efforts were all in vain. He looked at Xiang Yang in horror, and finally understood that this seemingly ordinary guy in front of him was not an ordinary person at all. , but pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. "I am the owner of the Xuanqing Soft Sword. "Xiang Yang chuckled softly, and shook his right hand hard. With the power of the innate mid-level external skills, the pure physical power burst out. Yu Zangfeng only felt a powerful force rushing over, breaking through his Zhenqi defense. , he couldn't help but "kick" back more than ten steps before he stopped. Yu Zangfeng's hands were trembling, and Xiang Yang's sudden burst of strength was so strong that he felt as if he was being beaten by a wild animal. It was as if a giant beast was charging towards him, and the powerful zhenqi could not be blocked. Although he was not injured, it made his heart tremble. This force was too strong and terrifying.