I just became a ghost, and someone danced on my grave

There were a total of thirty people in the main hall.

They are all the strongest people in Jixia Academy.

Among them are eight elders and twenty-three true disciples.

The weakest ones have already reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm.

With so many people taking action at the same time, one can imagine the power.

However, facing the people rushing towards him, Chen Xuan just smiled disdainfully.

He snorted coldly, and thunder suddenly sounded on the ground.

Without even seeing how Chen Xuan took action, the thirty or so people flew out at a faster speed.

Chen Xuan stood there with a sneer from the beginning to the end.

"How could it be so strong?"

Nan Hua's face changed wildly, and then he raised his palm to release the awe-inspiring righteousness given to him by Ya Sheng.

But in the next moment, Chen Xuan disappeared from the place.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Nan Hua, and slapped him with a palm.

Ya Sheng gave him The Haoran Zhengqi given to Nan Hua was slapped to death in the hall before he could use it.

Countless people looked horrified.

Nan Hua is a strong man in the divine realm, and he has the Haoran Zhengqi given by Ya Sheng in his hand, which is enough Fighting against the realm of gods.

Now he was killed so lightly.

The moment Nanhua was killed, a roar suddenly came from

"Who dares to kill my disciple?"

But that ball of Haoran's righteousness is secretly connected to Yasheng.

When Haoran's righteousness was destroyed, Yasheng already knew it.

The terrifying momentum rose from the forbidden area and swept across the sky.

What happened in the entire Wuji Dojo shock

"The master of the hospital is out of seclusion!"

"Master, Master, he is about to appear."

Everyone who had already fallen into despair now had a look of joy on their faces.

Chen Xuan directly opened a hole in the roof of the hall with one palm and flew out. The remaining people in Jixia Academy also ran out of the hall. Outside.

I saw a terrifying momentum coming from the small world like a rolling river.

A figure in white walked out step by step.

He was the Confucian Young Sage.

It was the Taoism he left behind that enslaved the Xuanhuang World. More than 10,000 years ago.

Yasheng appeared with great momentum, but at this moment, his eyes were filled with endless anger.

"You dare to kill my disciple, you are so brave!"

The other party walked towards Chen Xuan step by step.

Each step clearly fell in the air, but there seemed to be invisible steps supporting his body under his feet. He was close in an instant.

"Are you Ya Sheng?"

Chen Xuan looked at the other person up and down.

At the peak of the Heavenly God Realm, his cultivation level is no worse than that of Gong Yangmu, the leader of Abimen, and his aura is even more terrifying.

This is definitely an outstanding person.

"This may not be the first time we meet."

Chen Xuan smiled slightly

"You must also be curious about who killed several of your disciples in the Xuanhuang world, and who destroyed your arrangements in the Xuanhuang world."

After the words fell, Chen Xuan slowly raised his palm, and in his palm, a simple and unpretentious Confucian carving knife appeared.

Yasheng's pupils shrank and he exclaimed:"Is it you? That ghost ancestor, you actually left the Xuanhuang world."

After a brief shock, Yasheng suddenly burst into laughter:"You really don't know how to live or die, you know. You killed my disciple, why can I allow you to live until now?"

"You have been recognized by the Heavenly Dao, and if I want to go to the Xuanhuang World, I must seal my cultivation, so I can only send my disciples there"

"I didn't expect that you didn't know whether to live or die, left the Xuanhuang world, and came to my Wuji Dojo to act wild."

"It just so happened that the carving knife should be returned to its original owner."

In fact, in Ya Sheng's heart, the carving knife has always been his. The reason why he left the legacy in the Xuanhuang world is for this carving knife.

In his heart, Chen Xuan is the thief who stole his carving knife.

"hehe! Since I appear here, I think that even without the help of heaven in the Xuanhuang world, you, Ya Sheng, are no match for me."

Chen Xuan shook his head.

Although the opponent's strength was strong, it was obviously not enough in front of him.

"Arrogant!"

Ya Sheng was furious. He took a step forward and rushed towards Chen Xuan with a billowing momentum.

Chen Xuan slowly raised the carving knife and waved it lightly in front of him.

The next moment, Ya Sheng, who had originally rushed forward, was covered with blood. His momentum collapsed instantly.

The whole person flew backwards at an even faster speed.