I will become an immortal in this world

"Who are you?"

Gu Li stared at Fang Wang, her eyebrows furrowed, and looked at the other person carefully. If she dared to stand up at this moment, it would definitely not be easy. Could it be that she had made a mistake and that this man had a great background?

Everyone is looking at Fang Wang, including Snooze Master.

Fang Wang said calmly: "My name is Fang Wang. How about you and I compete first and the winner is qualified to fight everyone alone?"

As soon as these words came out, some people immediately started booing. Everyone present had a background in a family that cultivated immortals. Although they did not dare to speak out rashly, they were still very excited when they saw that someone had underestimated Gu Li's face.

Most people are wary of the name of the Gu family in Luobei, but the remaining people are just cautious. They feel that if they rush to compete for personal disciples, they may not even be qualified to be a sword-wielding disciple. Being besieged by fifty-one people, they may not have time to show off. His own strength was defeated.

Snooze Master stood aside, squeezing his beard, looking like he was watching the fun, and he had no intention of stopping it.

Gu Li took two steps forward, raised his hand and pulled out a thin sword from behind. It was two fingers wide but four feet long. The blade shone with cold light.

"Then give it a try!" Gu Li said forcefully, and she raised her sword and pointed at Fang Wang.

Fang Wang raised his right arm and raised the flying sword in his hand, but he quickly let go and saw the flying sword floating in the air.

Gu Li narrowed his eyes, immediately swung his sword, and slashed out with a sword. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and he looked towards the direction with an unstoppable killing force, rolling up dust and sand along the way.

Fang Wang swung his right hand violently, and the flying sword burst out with extremely terrifying speed. Like a cold light, it shredded the sword energy in front of it, dispersed the wind and waves, and stopped in front of Gu Li's forehead almost instantly.

The sword wind blew away Gu Li's bamboo hat, and the veil was torn apart, revealing a beautiful face. At this moment, this delicate face was full of astonishment.

Looking at the flying sword floating in front of her, Gu Li's whole body stiffened. The sword tip was reflected in her eyes, like stars shining coldly, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Everyone was frightened, even Zhou Xue couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Sure enough, I didn't misjudge him, it's just that this kid's sword control skills..."

Based on Fang Wang's performance that night, Zhou Xue felt that Fang Wang's true strength was not limited to his cultivation, so she pushed Fang Wang out. She was surprised that Fang Wang had practiced sword control to such an extent. Even some spirit-shaping realm monks may not be able to achieve this speed.

Also, Fang Wang used an ordinary sword at that time, but now he has a magical sword in his hand.

However, this magical sword is considered the most common kind, and it allows him to display such power. What is the upper limit of this kid?

Master Snooze was also shocked. He stared at Fang Wang closely, his eyes gleaming.

"Such overbearing control, such fierce speed, able to stop in an instant, even I almost didn't react just now." Master Snooze was secretly afraid, if Gu Li died here, it would be troublesome.

The Gu family in Luobei is not someone to be trifled with!

He had to brace himself and stare at Fang Wang, for fear that this kid would strike too hard.

The disciples of the Taiyuan Sect behind him all looked like they had seen a ghost. Is this kid really in the Qi-nurturing realm?

Fang Wang did not look at Gu Li, but glanced at the others and asked: "I am a candidate for direct disciple, who disagrees?"

No one dared to respond, they all looked at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and even silently began to take out their own magic weapons.

The corner of Zhou Xue's mouth curled up slightly, and she thought to herself: "This boy is really energetic. He usually looks reserved, but he is so powerful when it's time to fight. If he hadn't died on the night of the family's destruction in his previous life, what height would he have reached?"

After thinking about it, she also took out the magic weapon, which was the yellow talisman used by the Taoist in Qingyi before.

Fang Wang caught a glimpse of this scene and his heart skipped a beat. You're not serious about it, are you?

Hello!

One of our own!

Fang Wang turned his right hand inward, and the flying sword hanging in front of Gu Li's forehead suddenly retracted and fell into his palm.

Gu Li's heartbeat was beating like a drum, and she was in a trance as she looked at Fang Wang.

At that moment, she felt the breath of death. If the other party wanted to kill her, she would definitely not be able to escape.

Why is the gap so big?

She hasn't even used her Five Sacred Sword Techniques yet...

At this moment, she remembered her father's words: "Taiyuan Sect is on the verge of taking off, and talented people will surely emerge. Once you get there, you must not be careless."

Fang Wang didn't pay attention to Gu Li's thoughts. When he saw the others moving and surrounding him, he knew that sword control skills alone were not enough to deal with the current situation.

After thinking about it, he pierced the flying sword in his hand into the soil, facing the surroundings from all directions with his bare hands.

mad!

This was what everyone felt. Just when someone couldn't hold it any longer, Fang Wang raised his right hand with his palm facing down.

boom!

A domineering aura erupted from Fang Wang's body, dust roared up under his feet, and three fireballs condensed behind his head, like a small sun hanging, his robes fluttered, and his expression became grim.

"This is……"

"How can it be!"

Snooze Master and Zhou Xue were both shocked. The former was a surprise, and the latter was pure shock.

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Xuanyang nerve!

Zhou Xue claimed that she had not practiced it before her ascension, which was to scare Fang Wang. In fact, she had trained Xuanyang nerve to the sixth level, but later gave up due to other reasons.

It took her decades to reach the sixth level alone. How long had Fang Wangcai been practicing?

Looking at the three balls of flames behind Fang Wang's head, it was obvious that it was not just as simple as reaching the first level. She suddenly suspected that Fang Wang might have reached the seventh level that she had not reached.

No wonder this boy's cultivation has grown so fast, and he has trained Xuanyang nerve to such an extent in just over a month...

Such a genius was born in Daqi. Zhou Xue suddenly felt the power of fate. Perhaps there was a force somewhere that controlled the fate of the Fang family.

If Fang Wang survives this life, then the world will change.

Although Zhou Xue found it unbelievable, it was not unacceptable. After all, she had ascended before and had seen even more evil beings.

"superior!"

The man in black wearing a bamboo hat was the first to speak. As he spoke, he slammed the ground, the bookcase behind him opened, and black arrows shot at Fang Wang.

The others immediately cast their own spells, all choosing to attack from a distance. Even Zhou Xue took action, and the yellow talisman burst out dozens of golden rays of light.

In an instant, colorful lights enveloped Fang Wang.

Fang Wang's eyes narrowed, and he clenched his fist with his right hand. The three fireballs behind his head suddenly exploded, turning into a torrential sea of ​​fire and sweeping away, scattering spells and magic weapons in all directions. The fire waves rose, which was extremely spectacular.

The next second, Fang Wang rushed out with the Jue Ying Step. With the ninth level of Xuanyang nerves, he was no longer afraid of any flames. In just three steps, he came to a monk.

A palm strike was as fast as the wind and as powerful as thunder.

boom!

The monk was knocked directly into the air and vomited blood in the air.

Fang Wang turned around, swept away with one leg, and kicked the female monk next to him. He was not only an immortal cultivator, but also a martial arts practitioner. His physical reaction speed was extremely fast, and his spiritual power was concentrated on his right leg, directly Kick the opponent in the face and make the opponent faint on the spot.

He continued to attack the next person. He wanted to defeat all opponents in the shortest time, because his spiritual power was limited and he could not maintain such fighting intensity for a long time.

The spiritual power of Xuanyang Nerve was extremely domineering. Fang Wang used the spiritual power of Xuanyang to use the martial arts True Dragon Palm. What was displayed was not the dragon-shaped true energy, but a spectacular fire dragon that raged all the way and defeated several monks.

The man in black wearing a bamboo hat rushed behind Fang Wang, trying to sneak up on him unprepared, but Fang Wang dodged with the Shadow Step, causing the long staff in his hand to miss.

Fang Wang turned around and struck a real dragon palm, but he dodged it, but the monks behind him couldn't avoid it.

Several more people were knocked away and their bodies were on fire.

The disciples of the Taiyuan Sect who were watching the battle took action one after another to rescue the new disciples who were burned by the fire. However, they were horrified to find that the fire was not easy to extinguish, so they had to use magic.

Fortunately, the flames suddenly disappeared, letting them breathe a sigh of relief.

This is what Fang Wang did. The ninth level of Xuanyang Nerve Dzogchen can allow him to control the Xuanyang True Fire to the limit, and he is also afraid of burning these people to death.

In less than ten breaths, half of them had lost their fighting power, and the remaining monks jumped away, not daring to get close to him.

Fang Wang was as fast as a sharp arrow, constantly searching for the target. His real dragon palm was too domineering, and no one could block its edge. When Zhou Xue appeared in front of him, Fang Wang did not let go, as if the two of them didn't know each other.

Zhou Xue actually faced off against him!

boom--

The two palms struck each other, and a strong wind suddenly rose. Fang Wang frowned. He felt a sinister spiritual power, like a poisonous snake that wanted to erode his Xuanyang spiritual power. Fortunately, his Xuanyang spiritual power was strong enough.

Master Snooze couldn't help but look at Zhou Xue, his eyes lit up, secretly thinking that he was another genius.

He directly included Zhou Xue among the sword-wielding disciples.

As soon as this thought came out, Zhou Xue vomited blood and flew backwards, falling several feet away. She tried to get up several times but failed.

Fang Wang really admired her, her acting skills were natural.

With that pair of palms just now, he was almost certain that Zhou Xue was not weaker than him.

Thinking about it carefully, it is impossible for Zhou Xue to pass on her strongest skills to him. If he is reborn, it is impossible to cultivate a person stronger than himself.

You can take care of your clan members, but it only makes them better. You cannot devote all your efforts to letting them grow to the point where they lose control.

Once Zhou Xue was defeated, the remaining people were no match for him. Most of them were at the fifth to eighth levels of the Qi-nourishing realm. Only three people reached the ninth level of the Qi-nourishing realm. Among them were Gu Li and the man in black. .

Soon, only the man in black was left fighting Fang Wang. This man's movement was so outstanding that Fang Wang was unable to hit him in a short time.

The man in black felt the same way, and was even more depressed. As soon as his spell came close to Fang Wang, it was scattered by the fireball behind Fang Wang's head, and had no effect. After the two fought for more than ten rounds, Fang Wang's True Dragon Palm The attack came from a tricky angle. Caught off guard, the man in black subconsciously palmed his hand.

This pair is a loser!

After falling to the ground, the man in black clutched his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, and lost the ability to fight.

Fang Wang turned around and looked at Gu Li, who had not made any move. Gu Li was watching the battle from a distance. Feeling his gaze, she shook her head slightly to give up.

"good very good!"

Master Snooze laughed loudly and shouted: "Fang Wang, promoted to direct disciple, is the first new disciple of Taiyuan Sect since the founding of the sect to become a direct disciple!"

His voice echoed under the sky, and the Taiyuan Sect disciples who were watching the battle looked at Fang Wang with complicated eyes.

The Taiyuan Sect values ​​not only cultivation talent, but also combat talent, and the two are often inseparable.

Master Snooze has begun to look forward to what kind of grade Baoling will be after Fang Wang's spirit shaping. Can he catch up with that kid?