Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The three apprentices also looked over in shock, unable to believe their eyes.

"Master!"

"Sure enough, Master is only at the Immortal Emperor Realm and cannot deal with the Immortal Venerable Realm!"

"It's impossible. Master can fight with the Immortal Realm for so long, but other Immortal Emperors can't do it."

As long as Xuan Yao Sheng is still peaceful.

The people are also very worried.

"Master Fang! Did he die like this?"

"His death is a huge loss to our Xia City."

"The Wuliang Sect is indeed so powerful. Now it's Saint Master Fang, and next will be all of us."

At this moment, they found a purple light appearing in the dark mist, and they stared excitedly.

"Look, there is still movement inside, Saint Master Fang is not dead!"

Fang Lin's whole body was wrapped in purple fire, but other than that, he had no power at all.

Paikexing stood face to face opposite Fang Lin, motionless, and his expression gradually became very strange.

The people were even more excited.

"Did Master Fang use a move that we can't see?"

"That person is going to die?"

The next moment, a pillar of purple fire burst out of Pak Xing's body and quickly wrapped him up.

Only then did everyone realize that he was indeed Zhong Fang Lin’s trick.

Pa Kexing screamed as he had never suffered such serious injuries since he became an immortal.

"Uh-huh!"

The strange fire is indeed the four-dimensional strange fire, and his body is completely scratched.

He doesn't care about the reputation of Wuliang Sect or winning or losing!

He immediately wanted to rush off the stage.

"Leaving in such a hurry? Sorry!"

Fang Lin sneered, moved quickly, punched and kicked one after another, but refused to let him step down.

After beating Pai Kexing to the ground, he summoned the divine swords to give him an electric shock.

"Excalibur Thunder Jue Formation!"

Boom!

Pa Kexing was trembling all over and couldn't get up anymore, but he was still struggling.

Fang Lin took one of his hands and turned on the Four Symbols Strange Fire to the maximum, completely turning him into ashes.

The people were shocked, and after the dust settled, they burst into the loudest cheers.

"Okay! Saint Master Fang wins, and that person deserves to die."

"It's just the Wuliang Sect. If you dare to come to our Xia City to show off your power, this is what will happen!"

"From now on, when Xiamen is established, it will surely flourish under the leadership of Saint Master Fang!"

The Wuliang Sect members were extremely shocked. They originally came all the way to see the destruction of Fang Lin and Xia Clan, but they didn't expect that they would lose several talented people so quickly, and also damage the sending company!

"Fang Lin is bullying others too much!"

"How dare you kill me, the elder of Wuliang Sect, you are seeking death!"

In an instant, they all stood up and stared viciously at Fang Lin and his party.

When Xia Houle saw Fang Lin's figure, he felt extremely tall.

"Husband, you are so amazing. I admire you so much!"

Ji Wuming, Liu Wenming and Zhao Xiaoming also became excited. The master who can defeat the Immortal Realm is their master.

"Master, you are so awesome!"

"Master, you are great!"

Applause enthusiastically.

Fang Lin also smiled and waved to them. He was very happy to be able to earn honor for them.

Fang Lin and Xia Houle looked coldly in the direction of Wuliang Sect.

At this time, Xuan Yaosheng, Gu Yu, Jin Muqing and others all stood up and stared coldly at the Wuliang Sect members.

"Fang Lin and Xiamen have won three games as planned. Xiamen is officially established today. Are you still looking for trouble in the Infinite Sect?"

"He beat our elder of the Infinite Sect to death. I, the Infinite Sect, cannot accept this matter no matter what!"

Guyu was even more unceremonious.

"I was seriously injured like this. If I hadn't stepped down early, I would have died. Do I deserve to die?"

"You asked for it."

It was really difficult for Wang Chuji to answer, after all, there was another victim right in front of him.

Jin Muqing stared at them coldly.

"It's time for the Wuliang Sect to withdraw."

Under the gaze of so many experts, Wang Chuji, who took the lead in shouting, instantly felt short.

Finally, I saw more Xia City masters standing up and staring at them. I felt that if they moved even a little bit, they would immediately turn into ashes. Then they gave up the idea of ​​revenge and left in despair.

"Forget it, this matter is not over! Fang Lin, you'd better sleep with your eyes open every night."

After saying that, the group of people immediately took off into the air and flew away.

Fang Lin expressed his gratitude to Jin Muqing and others.

"Thank you all friends for your support!"

Then he faced the people.

"Everyone, I, Fang Lin, now announce that Xiamen has been officially established! From now on, we will be a sixth-level sect. Anyone who is ambitious and capable can come to Xiahou's house to sign up."

"I am very confident that within a month, I will upgrade to three levels in a row and make the Xiahou family a third-level sect. Within two years, I will make the Xiahou family a first-level sect! Let's encourage each other."

This is really a big tone.

The people were quiet for a moment, and then applauded enthusiastically.

"Within two years, I went directly from the lowest sect to the highest sect! What a big statement."

"Okay! We are willing to believe that Master Fang can do it, come on!"

"Good ambition. We are just waiting to see Xiamen become the largest sect in Xia City and one of the largest sects in the immortal world!"

Immediately afterwards, the atmosphere at the scene changed. Those excited people raised their hands.

"Master Fang, I am a Golden Immortal, and I am willing to join Xiamen!"

"I do too!"

"Master Fang, look at me. I'm not yet thirty years old, but I'm a six-star golden immortal with extraordinary talents!"

Such enthusiasm was not only directed at Fang Lin's reputation as Saint King Master, but also at Fang Lin's powerful strength and Xiamen's future potential.

"Master Fang, recruit us quickly!"

Xia Houle, Xuan Yaosheng, Gu Yu and others all nodded with great pleasure.

In this way, they no longer have to worry about Xia Clan's students.

Fang Lin was also very satisfied with the current situation, nodded and smiled.

"Everyone, please invite me to the Xiahou family!"

Fang Lin and his entourage returned to Xiahou's house with Jin Muqing and others amid the welcome of the people.

In the afternoon, the door of Xiahou's home was opened wide, and he began to recruit disciples for Xiamen.

As an elder, Gu Yu maintained his dignity and sat in the center of the square, checking on the disciples who were entering.

People who came to ask to become Xia Clan's disciples crowded the outermost square of Xia Hou's house, and it looked like a huge crowd.

It is not easy to become a disciple of Xiamen, but you need to go through three steps.

The first, of course, is to test your own realm. In order to achieve his wish, Fang Lin absorbed experience from Li Shanghuang, and then urgently called a spiritual stone from his sect to test the realm.

Visitors only need to place their palms on the spirit stone and run the exercises to test their own realm. Only those who have reached the first level of the Spiritual Palace realm are eligible to join Xiamen.

Second, those who have passed the realm will go through a bronze man formation to test the physical strength. Only after reaching a certain strength can you be eligible to join Xiamen.

Third, those who have passed the first two levels report their magical skills, and then pass the test of actual people, and those with potential can truly join Xiamen.