Chapter 948 Anyone Who Insults My Teacher Will Die

Welcome to Renren Novel, please remember this website address: , read on your mobile phone so that you can read the latest chapter of the novel "Rebirth of the Peerless Wasted Young Man" at any time...

Ouyang Zhi made a strong move and pointed out two swordsmen in succession. Two sword cultivators died, and one of them was a swordsman master.

There was deathly silence in the whole place, and all the casual cultivators looked horrified and stepped back involuntarily to stay away from Ouyang Zhi.

Even the monks from various sects were moved for a while, shocked by Ouyang Zhi's strength and the Yinshan sect's amazing magical power, the Demonic Finger.

Ouyang Zhi is only around thirty years old, and he looks very young. He is actually able to kill a swordsman master with one hand. It is so shocking. It shows that his cultivation has broken through the Xuan Realm, at least in the middle stage of the Xuan Realm.

In the world of martial arts, young masters are rare, and in the world of magic, young masters of the mysterious realm are equally rare. Ouyang Zhi's cultivation at the middle stage of the Mysterious Realm at such a young age is enough to show that his talent for cultivation is so high and his foundation is so good that even Li Ruochen, the chief disciple of Longhu Mountain, is probably inferior to him.

"Headmaster Xuanli, have you gone too far this disciple? After all, you have two lives." Headmaster Zixiao finally couldn't help but said.

"Why did Headmaster Zixiao say this? Death and injury are inevitable when young people compete in martial arts." Headmaster Xuanli said, making it clear that he wanted to protect his disciples.

Headmaster Zixiao shook his head and said nothing. He didn't want to have a conflict with the Yinshan Sect over a few casual cultivators. Moreover, he also saw that there was no way to explain it to Xuanli.

After Ouyang Zhi killed two sword cultivators with one finger, he returned to his elegant and easy-going appearance, with a half-smile but not a smile, looking very harmless.

However, in the eyes of the monks, he was clearly the Laughing Demon King, extremely terrifying.

There are already some casual cultivators who have decided to leave because of his power. However, there are still some vigorous casual cultivators who remain unmoved and are hostile to him.

"When I wait for the casual cultivators to join forces, are we still afraid of him?"

"That's right, we and the casual cultivators are just going to huddle together to keep warm. If we don't leave, I don't believe he dares to kill us all!"

"You kill people when you don't agree with each other. Do you really think you are a young devil?"

"Hmph, compared to the Young Demon King, is he the only one? Is he worthy? If he had half the ability of the Young Demon King, I would leave right now without stopping without saying a word."

"The Young Demon King didn't just kill people when he disagreed. As far as I know, the Young Demon King killed people who provoked him first, and they were all deserving of death. He was willing to take revenge, and acted chivalrously and righteously. He should be a role model for our generation. "

…

A group of casual cultivators huddled together to keep warm and said angrily.

"Why, you don't accept it?" Ouyang Zhi glanced at the few monks who were talking. Although the corners of his mouth were still half-smiling, there was a trace of murderous intent revealed.

Suddenly, several casual cultivators hesitated and spoke less fluently.

Loose cultivators are a scattered group, and no one knows each other. It is not easy to stick together for warmth.

Moreover, there is a god-level ancestor of the Yinshan Sect. Although he is silent and standing still, there is an intimidating force that is exuding invisibly, which is very scary.

"What young demon king, what kind of proud son of heaven, who is brave and foolhardy, in my opinion is just a country dog ​​with well-developed limbs and simple mind. He had better not meet me, otherwise I will accept him as a slave." Ouyang Zhi continued, although his tone was very calm, but he was extremely arrogant.

As soon as he said these words, the whole place went into an uproar again.

Treating the young devil like a chicken and a dog, and taking him as a slave, and daring to say such big words in public, it is obvious that the old man has hanged himself because he doesn't want to live too long.

However, everyone knew that he was speaking openly and was just bragging. He was sure that the young devil king was dead, so why not touch him. If the young devil king was still alive, he wouldn't dare to speak like this even if he had ten nerves.

But he said that this kind of person is abominable and can be called despicable.

However, after all, he had a divine master present, standing like a demon god. Although the monks were angry,

But no one dared to stand up and accuse him.

The casual cultivators were all frightened to death, and all the major sects were full of old fools, and they ignored the matter as it had nothing to do with them.

"Who do you think is a bitch? Who do you think you want to accept as a slave?"

At this moment, a fierce female voice suddenly came, with murderous intent in the voice, making everyone feel a chill.

Swish, brush, brush!

Almost at the same time, everyone followed the sound and saw a beautiful girl in white and a burly and majestic middle-aged man walking towards them.

The expression of the girl in white is cold and peerless, like Guanghan Fairy Ling Chen, stunning the world. She held a long knife in her hand, and her beautiful eyes were locked on Ouyang Zhi.

It was she who said those words just now.

"She is the female disciple of the Young Demon King."

Many monks immediately recognized this young man, Su Mengyao, the female disciple of the Young Demon King.

Just the day before yesterday, on the top of Yanshan Mountain, a young girl emerged and made headlines. She really shocked the world and was even given a name, Fairy Mengyao.

The big man next to her is naturally Zhao Tianlong.

Zhao Tianlong also glared at Ouyang Zhi angrily.

"Who do I think it is? It turns out that the disciples of the Young Demon King are here." Ouyang Zhi said, ignoring Zhao Tianlong, his eyes were shining, and he looked directly at Mengyao, not hiding the covetous beauty in his eyes.

"The young demon king is really blessed to have such a beautiful disciple. If you are still intact, I can consider accepting you as my Taoist companion."

Ouyang Zhi was so arrogant and domineering that he even wanted to accept Su Mengyao as a Taoist companion. Everyone still vaguely remembers that Li Ruochen, the chief disciple of Longhu Mountain, also said similar words, but was beaten to death by the young demon king.

Headmaster Xuanli twirled his beard in his hand, his eyes flickered, and he nodded slightly. He seemed very satisfied with having Su Mengyao become his disciple's Taoist companion.

"Anyone who insults my teacher will die!" Mengyao screamed, and two cold gleams bloomed in her water-like eyes.

She can tolerate others humiliating her, but insulting her master is absolutely unacceptable.

Clang!

The Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Sword was unsheathed, and on the sharp blade, countless purple lightning threads were entangled, like a Thunder God sword. It has not yet been struck, but it can already make people feel the bone-chilling chill and overwhelming murderous aura.

"Senior sister, let me do it." Zhao Tianlong took the lead and wanted to take the lead.

But at this moment, among the crowd of monks, a middle-aged man with a lean figure and dark and shiny skin stepped forward. He moved and stood in front of Zhao Tianlong. He held a mad dragon sword in his hand and was filled with murderous intent. Watching with eager eyes.

This person is none other than Wu Jianghe, the head of the Northwest Wu Family. The young devil had a grudge against him for killing his father, and he came here to confirm the death of the young devil.

At this moment, he wanted to take action against the young devil's disciples and make the young devil pay some price.

"I don't want to kill a woman, so I'd better kill you!" Wu Jianghe said murderously, glaring at Zhao Tianlong.

Without waiting for Zhao Tianlong to respond, he rushed towards Zhao Tianlong.

Clang, clang, clang!

The broadsword in his hand slashed rapidly, vertically and horizontally, and with the surging true energy infusion, he actually slashed out eighteen swords in one breath, like eighteen angry dragons. The swords and swords in the void made a piercing sound, almost turning into a sword. The astral storm filled the void, engulfed the earth, and roared towards Zhao Tianlong.

Click!

They saw that wherever the storm of swords passed by, it was destructive and invincible. A large crack several feet deep was cut into the hard rocky ground, like a ditch plowed by an iron plow, extending to Zhao Tianlong's feet.

"Excellent sword skills, the Wu Family's Mad Dragon Sword Skill is truly worthy of its reputation! The disciples of the Young Demon King are probably in for a disaster."

"As expected of the Queen of Sword Saints and the great master of swordsmanship, this sword has a hint of the artistic conception of Sword Saints."

…

Many monks exclaimed, their eyes widening.

Over there, Su Mengyao did not hesitate to take action against Ouyang Zhi.

The Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Blade flashed with lightning. As it was swung, a thick thunder blade flew out, like a huge thunder dragon, and the void was instantly penetrated, making a terrifying tearing sound. .

Although there was only one lightning sword, it was more than ten times more powerful than the sword Wu Jianghe struck at this moment.

This sword is the most powerful in the world, and Su Mengyao suddenly kills Ouyang Zhi to death.

"Your master, the Young Demon King, is dead, and you still stand up for him. You are so stubborn!" Ouyang Zhi sneered and pointed out as he spoke.

"Devil's Finger!"

Whoosh!

A heavenly demon finger that was condensed to the extreme shot out with great force, crossing ten feet of the void in an instant, and clashed with the thunderous sword that was struck by the purple electric Yin thunder knife.

Bang!

Hearing a dull sound, Ouyang Zhi's Demonic Finger strength instantly shattered, but the Lei Mang Dao Gang did not move at all, tearing the sky apart and exploding with thunder light.

"What?" Ouyang Zhi's eyes suddenly froze, as if he was in disbelief.

Whoosh whoosh!

Next, he pointed out several fingers in succession, each of which had a power that shook the heavens and the earth. The master did not dare to strike, but like an egg hitting a stone, they all shattered and failed to work.

At this time, the overbearing and terrifying Lei Gang sword light had already struck his head. When he looked up, he could only see a sliver of sky, like a flash of lightning, dazzling and blazing to the extreme, containing endless power of destruction. .

"court death!"

Ouyang Zhi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he finally couldn't calm down anymore.

In the midst of lightning and flint, he reached into his arms and took out a piece of golden talisman. He shook it suddenly and the talisman ignited without fire.

"Golden armor for protection!" he shouted.

Suddenly, as the talisman burned, a golden light shone on his body, and a pair of translucent golden armor emerged, covering him from head to toe, and he even held a golden halberd in his hand.

Wearing golden armor and holding a halberd, Ouyang Zhi immediately made Ouyang Zhi majestic, like a golden-armored god general.

"The Yinshan Sect's golden armor talisman is a high-level talisman that has dual functions of protection and combat. In terms of protection, it can withstand a strike from a peak profound practitioner, and its burst of combat power can also kill a peak profound practitioner. Jing Da Zhenren. However, the golden armor talisman is only effective for a short period of time, only half a minute." A monk introduced.

While he was speaking, Ouyang Zhi held a golden halberd and stabbed it out with a sudden thrust.