Chapter 11: The Young Master Is Possessed by Demons

Within the Cangyun Sect, there is no objection to disciples fighting in private, because only such an environment is more conducive to the cultivation of disciples.

As long as no one is killed, the sect will not care.

Cangyun Sect is still martial, so disciples fight from time to time, and whenever there are disciples fighting, it will always attract a lot of audiences.

Not only to watch the excitement, but also to learn new fighting skills from the competition of fellow disciples, and also to play the role of a referee.

Once the two sides of the fight are red-eyed and about to cause death, these spectators will rush up and pull the two sides apart.

At this time, the battle between Lin Xiaoyao and Zhang Anping only lasted for a short while, and many people came over.

After all, the fact that Lin Xiaoyao was able to cultivate and make a war letter with Chen Lin quietly spread throughout the Cangyun Sect overnight.

The clearing on the edge of this purple bamboo forest had already gathered dozens of Cangyun Sect disciples.

One by one, they watched the battle situation in the field intently.

When they saw that Lin Xiaoyao was not falling behind in the face of Zhang Anping, who was exerting his full strength, many people were dumbfounded.

"After hearing that rumor, I thought it was a false rumor, but I didn't expect that the young sect master would really be able to cultivate."

"Not only that, the young sect master has not fluctuated in the Xuan power in the past few days, which shows that the young sect master has only started cultivating in the past few days, and in just a few days, he will be able to fight against Zhang Anping, who is the double of the Xuan Realm, without falling behind."

"This is really impressive for three days."

Everyone sighed while staring intently at the situation in the field.

At this time, Lin Xiaoyao had already avoided Zhang Anping's fierce slap in front of him.

Seeing this scene, another exclamation sounded in the crowd.

Looking at Zhang Anping, who was already a little crazy in front of him, Lin Xiaoyao's heart was also instantly on fire!

This Zhang Anping is really a mad dog!

Do you really think that I, Lin Xiaoyao, am still the waste who can't cultivate?

And just when Lin Xiaoyao's anger rose from his heart, a burning feeling came from Lin Xiaoyao's dantian.

A violent force erupted from the dantian in an instant, filling Lin Xiaoyao's whole body in an instant.

This feeling of being full of strength made Lin Xiaoyao excited and at the same time lost his mind.

The powerful force almost made Lin Xiaoyao's consciousness lose his mind.

In an instant, Lin Xiaoyao's left eye instantly turned red, and a small piece of pure white exoskeleton instantly condensed above his eyebrows.

It was like a fragment of a mask clinging to the side of his forehead.

At the same time, a huge coercion emanated from Lin Xiaoyao's body.

This kind of coercion is not the suppression of the realm of strength, but a boundless evil aura similar to that of killing from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and it is a power that is inherently terrifying!

Looking at Lin Xiaoyao in front of him, who seemed to have suddenly changed a person, Zhang Anping, who was about to take the opportunity to pull out the short dagger in his boots, was also stunned for a moment.

And Lin Xiaoyao was not comfortable at this time, the feeling that his consciousness was about to get out of control made Lin Xiaoyao very uncomfortable.

There seems to be a demon whispering in his ear:

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill all these ants! Kill all these stupid ants! Shinto hates these foolish creatures! ”

Lin Xiaoyao felt that his soul was about to be torn apart!

The sharp pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and came from the soul made Lin Xiaoyao about to collapse, he gritted his teeth and hugged his head tightly with both hands.

A black-red bloody aura erupted from Lin Xiaoyao's body, spreading dozens of feet in an instant.

Where have the onlookers seen such a scene? One by one, they were dumbfounded.

And when the red-black evil qi penetrated through the body, the disciples all felt like falling into an ice cellar.

The red-black bloody aura was like a thick mist, and it was like a realm unfolding!

With Lin Xiaoyao as the center, it spreads beyond the range of dozens of zhang around.

From the sky, in the clearing on the edge of the purple bamboo forest, a black-red circle with a diameter of dozens of zhang suddenly appeared.

Although this bloody aura permeated a wide area, the height was only up to everyone's knees, like a thick fog close to the ground.

Even so, everyone felt extremely cold, and wanted to move their bodies, but found it extremely difficult, as if they were stuck in a swamp.

Especially those freshmen who were also in the first realm of the Xuan Realm, they found that they couldn't move a single inch in this strange black fog with all their strength.

And some of the senior brothers who ascended to the Xuan Realm were able to barely move with effort.

But what surprised everyone the most was that in this strange black fog, they felt that the flow of Xuan Li in their bodies seemed to be frozen.

Not only is it extremely difficult to move the body, but even the mobilization of Xuan Li is extremely difficult.

"What kind of exercise is this??? A senior brother asked tremblingly.

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

"The young master seems to be possessed by an evil spirit!"

……

Lin Xiaoyao felt that his consciousness was about to be lost, and Zhang Anping also realized that something was wrong, and desperately wanted to escape from here.

Fortunately, this strange black fog did not seem to be able to completely restrict Zhang Anping's movements, and Zhang Anping crawled behind him with all his might, frantically trying to escape from this place.

Zhang Anping was sure that Lin Xiaoyao in front of him must have been possessed by demons! If you don't run again, you will probably die on the spot.

And Lin Xiaoyao's face at this time could no longer see the slightest pain, not only that, Lin Xiaoyao's face even showed a sinister smile.

"Heh......"

This smile, this laughter, made everyone even more frightened!

Scarlet nails began to grow on Lin Xiaoyao's fingers.

Lin Xiaoyao slowly raised his right hand to his chest, slowly clenched his fist, and then instantly opened his right hand and threw it back!

The wind is blowing!

A disciple holding a sword in his arms suddenly opened his eyes!

Because his saber was unsheathed in an instant! And flew towards Lin Xiaoyao's hands!

This disciple wanted to cry without tears, this was the Xuan-level Spirit Sword that he had exhausted his family wealth and worked hard to get in exchange! In order to raise the sword, I was reluctant to draw the sword out of the sheath for two years, but I didn't expect that I was just coming to see the fun, but I gave over the sword that I had worked hard to raise for two years!

The spirit sword was unsheathed, and the sword was like a streamer, and it flew into Lin Xiaoyao's hand in an instant.

Lin Xiaoyao held the sword in his hand, and countless bloody qi like silk threads began to entangle and entangle this spirit sword.

This spirit sword seemed to be unable to withstand it, and the body of the sword shook and clicked.

At the same time, the condensed exoskeleton on Lin Xiaoyao's eyebrow bone, which looked like a fragment of a mask, also increased by a few points, and began to grow upward.

Today's Lin Xiaoyao, his eyes are full of contempt for all arrogance, full of a kind of arrogance that doesn't seem to take everything in the world in his eyes.

Looking at Zhang Anping, who was desperately fleeing, Lin Xiaoyao slowly swung a sword.

In an instant, a jet-black half-moon-shaped sword qi burst out furiously!

No one could have imagined that this seemingly slow and fluttering sword would have such earth-shattering power!

Looking at the pitch-black terrifying sword qi that flew with the momentum of ten thousand jun, Zhang Anping's eyes widened in despair.

He couldn't figure out why Lin Xiaoyao had become so terrifying. A waste that can't cultivate, it's so terrifying in just a few days after being able to cultivate!?

Zhang Anping was desperate, everything in front of him seemed so unreal.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

And at this moment, a familiar faint cough sounded.

In the next moment, a familiar figure appeared instantly, like a swimming dragon, and instantly tore through the black fog that trapped everyone!

Then this person instantly appeared in front of Zhang Anping.

Even in the face of the terrifying sword qi, his expression was still flat.

He covered his mouth with one hand and coughed a few times, while with the other hand, he stretched out a finger and waved it casually, and an even more powerful and sharp sword qi burst out! In an instant, it shattered the pitch-black sword qi that Lin Xiaoyao had slashed out!