Ling Bo decided to use the strongest move of his current Shura incarnation.

"Shura destroys life!"

The eighteen Shura incarnations above Yang Sheng's head suddenly turned into one and became one.

Originally, the eighteen phantom incarnations were translucent, but when the eighteen were one, an almost substantial body was revealed, and this body was not Ling Bo's original appearance, but a demon body with a hideous complexion, fangs in the mouth, and terrifying colors, really like a purgatory Shura, and the Shura incarnation at this moment really had the name of Shura.

Then the Shura stretched out his bright red palm, and in an instant, he clawed on the side of his palm, revealing nails as sharp as the tip of a sword.

Purple flames ignited from his claws, and Shura's body reversed his palm, and his five fingers were towards the top of Yang Sheng's head directly below, and then he pressed down suddenly.

I saw that its fresh red claws passed directly through the purple flames, as if they were sublimated, and instantly descended a pair of giant claws transformed by purple flames, and pressed straight down, like a mountain pressing the realm, the stars fell to the ground, and the sky collapsed, that kind of terrifying coercion, which only made everyone present feel frightened, and the power of the purgatory Shura made people tremble in their souls.

The surrounding onlookers all subconsciously retreated a few big steps, for fear of being affected, and even some of the cultivators even had a feeling of kneeling and worshipping at this time.

"Is this the true strength of the Shura incarnation?"

Almost all of them muttered to themselves.

At this time, Yang Sheng also had a solemn expression, this was the most powerful opponent he had encountered since he cultivated, and even that Bishop Fang Yan didn't give him such a big sense of threat.

He was standing directly below the giant claws of the purple flames, feeling it more than anyone else.

But he didn't feel frightened, on the contrary, he even felt a trace of heat, he had never felt the urge to warm his blood before, but at this time, there was, and the eighteen-in-one of Shura's incarnation just gave Yang Sheng a clear goal.

"Fight!"

A strong battle intent erupted, Yang Sheng stood tall and tall, standing in the wind and waves, like a peerless god king, not afraid of everything, indomitable, his eyes suddenly widened.

In an instant, all the Xuan power in the whole body boiled, like a boiling river, running along the running route of the Xuanyun Jue, and then converging on the right arm.

In an instant, his entire right arm turned golden, as if it had been poured gold.

"Fight!"

With a loud shout, Yang Sheng seemed to be pushing the 100,000 mountains with great difficulty, and he used all the mystical power in his body to push his entire arm towards the giant claws of the purple flame illusion directly above.

"Boom!"

The purple and gold collided together, and in an instant, the astonishing fluctuations of the Xuan Power turned into a monstrous wave, which instantly swept through the entire refining hall hall.

The main hall shook violently, and the ground shook as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

But at this moment, the golden plaque engraved with the words "Refining Hall" hanging at the door burst out with a brilliant golden light in vain, and then the entire hall stabilized, no longer affected by the huge wave.

Those onlookers who had already taken a few big steps back were shocked by this huge wave and took a few steps back again, and some of those with low cultivation were directly shocked and spit out blood.

One by one, as if looking at the gods, they looked at the brilliance that erupted in the field, and a deep sense of fear spread in everyone's hearts.

"Is this still the Transformation Realm?" everyone asked.

When the brilliance dissipated, I saw Yang Sheng fall to the ground, and Ling Bo, although disheveled, was still standing, but his chest rose and fell violently, obviously very consumed.

"Is it a defeat after all?"

When the people around saw this result, they were all amazed by Yang Sheng's strength, and being able to fight with Ling Bo to this extent could no longer be described as terrifying.

Ling Bo slowly walked up to Yang Sheng, and saw that he was fine, but he was exhausted, so he secretly exhaled a breath.

At this moment, a stunning beauty walked out of the back hall of the refining hall, graceful and graceful, with a graceful figure, but the high hair made people sigh somewhat, such a beauty actually thought it was a woman.

The person who came was Zhuang Rong, and her appearance made the nerves that were still tense in the lobby suddenly stretched, and even many male students secretly swallowed and spit, and some of them had dry mouths.

"Bishop Zhuang Rong!" the students saluted her.

"It's all gone!" she didn't say much, but it echoed throughout the hall, and no one heard her.

Soon all the onlookers dispersed, and even Senior Brother Gu was carried out, leaving only Ling Bo, Yang Sheng, and her on the scene.

She slowly moved to Yang Sheng, and saw that Yang Sheng was untidy and covered in blood, and frowned, very displeased.

Seeing Zhuang Rong frowning, Ling Bo smiled slightly, and said, "He's fine, he's just exhausted!"

Zhuang Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, but her face quickly turned pale.

"Hmph, I just asked you to test it, who let you hurt him?"

Ling Bo scratched his head helplessly and said, "If I don't use all my strength, I really can't control him!"

Zhuang Rong raised her eyes and looked at Ling Bo when she heard this.

"Do you think he's up to the task?"

Ling Bo changed his expression and said solemnly: "If he has entered the blood clotting pool, I am not as good as him!"

"Oh?" This answer surprised Zhuang Rong, Ling Bo was not a person who easily accepted defeat, but it was really not easy to give Yang Sheng such an evaluation at this moment.

That's when it happened.

"Bishop Zhuang has accepted a great apprentice!"

A middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded at the door of the main hall with a strange tone of yin and yang.

When Ling Bo heard this, he hurriedly saluted and said, "Elder Gu!"

The middle-aged man named Bishop Gu stepped forward slowly, nodded at the same time and said:

"How can you explain your good apprentice slapping my grandson in the face?"

He looked directly at Zhuang Rong and did not back down.

That's right, the person who came was Gu Mingran, the grandfather of Gu Yue, who was swollen by Yang Sheng, as the Great Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Zhuang Rong disagreed, and said: "If you hit it, you will fight, what is there to explain." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and left, not giving Gu Mingran face at all, although he was a great elder of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Gu Mingran was angry for a while, and said: "I have heard for a long time that Bishop Zhuang is empty-eyed, and today is considered to be a guide, but shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Zhuang Rong stopped his body and said without looking back: "Your grandson is going to detain my apprentice without asking questions, this is lawlessness and abuse of power for personal gain, shouldn't he be beaten like this? If I do, I will abolish him!"

When Gu Mingran heard this, his teeth itched with hatred, and he really wanted to go up and hammer her, but he knew that his identity was not enough, so he immediately said: "The reason why my grandson was able to do such a thing was all because of the idea of the chief of your refining hall! ”

Zhuang Rong waved his hand and said, "Whatever!" and then strode towards the back hall.

Gu Mingran only stomped his feet angrily, he could be regarded as having learned what it was to be empty-eyed today.

Ling Bo hurriedly said on the side: "Elder Gu, don't be too angry, Gu Yue is not a big problem, and Bishop Zhuang does have a special identity, it is really impossible to get along with her!"

"Hmph, Ling Bo, although you are directly under the command of Vice Dean Mei, don't forget who you are, I am still your nominal direct superior!"

Gu Mingran was angry, and Ling Bo became more and more angry the more he persuaded him.

Ling Bo lowered his head and said, "Ling Bo doesn't dare!"

Gu Mingran looked at Ling Bo, he was angry, he also knew that Ling Bo was no longer under his control.

He snorted coldly and brushed his sleeves away.

Ling Bo looked at Gu Mingran's back, shook his head helplessly, and then walked out of the main hall as well.

At this time, only the unconscious Yang Sheng was left in the hall.

....

I don't know how long it took, it was already dark, Yang Sheng woke up suddenly, he touched his body randomly, and found that it was fine, just a little weak.

"Haha, my Yang Shengfu has a big life!" he laughed out loud.

"What's the name of the ghost?"

A coquettish shout.

Yang Sheng looked at it violently, and saw that Bishop Zhuang Rong was sitting not far away.

He hurriedly stood up, and then saluted Zhuang Rong, this was not a false politeness, but he sincerely thanked Zhuang Rong.

Zhuang Rong nodded, and then said: "I am very satisfied with your performance today, my apprentice must be bloody, otherwise, even if I accept you as an apprentice, I will not hand over my refining method." ”

Yang Sheng scratched his head with one hand and said, "Ah? So you saw it all today?"

"Nonsense, don't look where this is, it's weird if I didn't notice such a big movement. ”

"Hehe, that's right!"

Zhuang Rong continued: "You go back and have a good rest first, and then come to me in three days, and I will pass on your method of refining weapons." ”

......

After Yang Sheng went back, he prepared some food and drink, and decided to practice behind closed doors, making good use of these three days, and spending all his time on cultivation.

After this big battle, he realized that his strength was still far from enough, and he was a little proud because of his strength by leaps and bounds.

"I still have a big revenge to avenge!" Yang Sheng secretly clenched his fists, and then entered the cultivation state.

During these three days, a mythical story suddenly spread throughout the Western Academy.

"Have you heard? A demon-like figure suddenly broke into the Refining Instrument Hall, kicked Zhuo Yun, slapped Gu Yue, and finally even Senior Brother Ling Bo came, and the general suppressed him. ”

"What? are you talking about Zhuo Yun, Gu Yue, the chief of the Refining Weapon Hall, and the grandson of the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall?"

"Oh my God, Ling Bo, the first person of our younger generation, how can there be such a ruthless person?"

"What does that guy look like?"

"What? How did I hear that it was Zhuo Yun, Gu Yue and Ling Bo couldn't defeat it together, and in the end, Bishop Zhuang Rong came forward to mediate the matter. ”

"How can there be? I heard that the person beat Senior Brother Ling Bo like playing, Zhuo Yun, Gu Yue was directly blinded by a slap fan?"

....

For a while, rumors spread everywhere, saying everything, and the more it spread, the more it spread, the more it became more and more divine, but of course Yang Sheng didn't know during this period.