Chapter Three and Four Four

The members of the Wang Dao League were completely shocked by Xiao Fan's murderous aura before, even if Xiao Fan was lying on the ground now, they did not dare to advance rashly.

"He really can't move!" When he walked ten meters away from Xiao Fan, one of them brightened his eyes, his soul power enveloped Xiao Fan, and he found that Xiao Fan hadn't moved.

"I see, he was deliberately delaying time before, so that there will be resistance, we were deceived by him!" Some people in the crowd showed a daze.

"Quick, kill him!" Ning Zhe's roar sounded again.

"Don't worry, leader, he is dead!" Several people were very excited, and others were also inexplicably excited. Many people who survived the Wang Dao League rushed up.

"Are people in the Battle Soul Academy used to bullying more than less?" A faint voice sounded, and a strange figure appeared in front of Xiao Fan.

It was a young man wearing a plain white robe, with thick long hair simply draped behind his shoulders, holding a long sword in his hand, looking very ordinary.

However, that Canruo Xinghe's eyes were something that people did not dare to underestimate.

"Who are you, dare to stop my Wang Dao League!" one person shouted angrily. If they hadn't felt the momentum of the other person, they would have rushed forward.

"Xueyue, Lou Aotian." The white robe youth spoke lightly.

"What the hell, I haven't heard of it, kill him." The people of the Wang Dao League rushed up with a look of disdain.

Xueyue is naturally the Xueyue Dynasty, just a dynasty, and they really don't care about it.

"Xueyue Dynasty? It seems that the Dayan Dynasty that Xiao Fan belongs to is also from the Xueyue Dynasty, right? They are together?" Someone in the crowd suddenly thought of something.

Only at this time, the people of the Wang Dao League rushed up.

"Stab it~"

There was a burst of brilliant light around, blooming like a brilliant galaxy. At some point, Lou Aotian's long sword was out of its sheath.

"Sword Long Song!"

Out of the sheath, into the sheath!

In one of the simplest actions, the crowd saw the brilliant galaxy annihilated instantly, and disappeared in a flash, as if it had never appeared.

"Boy, are you embarrassing?" The people of the Wang Dao League laughed. This boy, really thinks this can kill people?

Puff puff!

Before the words fell silent, a sharp blood burst suddenly appeared in the void, and the body of the person who rushed towards Lou Aotian suddenly disintegrated, some turned into a **** water, and some were cut into several pieces.

That weird sword energy is not something that the naked eye can catch at all, it seems to be howling out of their bodies.

When Xiao Fan saw this scene, his whole body trembled, because of this sword, he didn't fully see it, only the moment when the light flickered, it instantly enveloped many people's bodies.

All the monks who were shrouded in light died violently, and there were only a few people whose bodies were shrouded in that light. Then, part of the bodies of those people turned into blood mist.

"From the outside to the inside, and then from the inside to the outside, this is a kind of sword intent!" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.

Lou Aotian's strength really exceeded his expectations, even if the shadow wind confronted him head-on a month ago, the winning rate would never be higher than 10%.

But what he didn't expect was that Lou Aotian would actually help himself.

A blast of cold wind blew, and the whine sounded endlessly. The crowd felt all hairy and looked at Lou Aotian with dull eyes.

His white robe surpassed the snow, fluttering in the wind without any stains. He just stood quietly on the street with a long sword in his hand, without any waves in his eyes.

Ning Zhe in the distance saw Lou Aotian, his pupils trembled slightly, "Sword intent, he actually understood the sword intent!"

No wonder Ning Zhe was so surprised, even if it was him, he only caught the fur of the sword intent, but didn't realize the real sword intent.

Once he understands the sword intent, Ningzhe will be able to break through the battle emperor realm, but the meaning of this kind of thing is just an illusory existence, which is more difficult to capture than the situation.

Otherwise, many people with seventh rank battle souls would not stop at the peak of the battle king realm all year round.

It's like the "lifting weight as light" that Xiao Fan suddenly touched before is also a kind of intention, but Xiao Fan only touched the fur, which is not a real understanding.

"Asshole!" Ning Zhe roared angrily, his eyes flashed with unwillingness.

The dozen or so people who were lucky enough to live in the distance looked at Lou Aotian's eyes with fear, even if they met Xiao Fan before, they were not so scared.

"Lou Aotian, there is another enchantment in Xueyue Dynasty!" Yi Yun stared at Lou Aotian with scorching eyes, slightly surprised in his heart.

With just one sword, it broke the courage of the Wang Dao League, which is not terrible in general!

Suddenly, Yi Yun raised his head and looked into the distance, only to see several figures leaping in the air, with a breath of transcendence, and the cultivator on the scene was a little breathless.

The crowd looked up at the same time, but they saw that three figures were slowly falling in the dilapidated pile of waste rocks.

The leader was a middle-aged man, standing there, bursting out of aloofness, without the slightest smoke, like a peerless sword, standing tall and straight.

To the left of the middle-aged man is a burly artillery old man. The old man seems to be bathed in flames, even if his momentum is reduced, it gives people an extremely violent feeling.

On the right, there is an old woman. She has a very calm breath. If Chu Qingkang sees it, she will definitely recognize it. This person is Ruo Liushang's master, the Emperor of Flower!

"I have seen the Sword Emperor, the Fire Emperor, and the Senior Flower Emperor!" Yi Yun hurriedly stepped forward and gave a respectful salute to the three. Without the permission of the three, he didn't even dare to lift his head.

"Sword Emperor, Fire Emperor, Flower Emperor?" The crowd took a few breaths, and their eyes were full of worship at the three of them, and then they bowed without hesitation.

It's no wonder they were so shocked. These three were the three most powerful emperors of the Three Great Wars in the inner courtyard. The ability to have their own titles was enough to prove their power.

Just like the King of War, even if it is the pinnacle of King of War, as long as you don't understand the third important situation, you don't dare to be crowned king.

"What is your name, would you like to worship me as a teacher?" Suddenly, the middle-aged man looked at Lou Aotian lightly.

"What, Master Sword Sovereign wants to accept disciples personally?" The crowd looked at Lou Aotian in surprise, but it was relieved after thinking about it. Those who can understand the fighting spirit in the later stage of the Battle King realm are qualified to be the Sword Emperor. Disciple.

"Sorry." To everyone's surprise, Lou Aotian's face was very calm, and he tactfully rejected the Sword Emperor.

As soon as the words came out, the crowd thought they had misheard them.

Many people even secretly cursed Lou Aotian for not knowing what is good or bad. Lord Sword Emperor personally accepts you as a disciple. This is your great glory. You kid still refuses to agree?

Lou Aotian's answer was obviously beyond the Sword Emperor's expectation, but his face was very calm, he didn't mean the slightest anger, but showed a trace of satisfaction.

"It's okay, if you don't understand anything in the kendo, you can come to me at any time." The Sword Emperor nodded, flicked, and a stream of light shot towards Lou Aotian.