I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 608: Destruction Sect!

All six apprentices were so excited, one by one, their eyes glowed red, staring closely at the soul-finishing pill in Yang Fan's hands.

Especially An Sheng and Mu Qianqian, they are spiritual masters, and the demand for the soul-finishing pill is far greater than that of Chu Feiyun and their qi and blood warriors.

Originally, they just got some refining soul pill from Yang Fan and even refining soul refining gold pill to improve their cultivation ability. After experiencing the use of refining soul pill, the general promotion speed is plugged in, and their thirst for refining soul pill is really hot. Extremely fierce, I do not know how to speak and continue to ask Yang Fan.

It’s good now, Yang Fan directly starts to mark the price, as long as enough monsters are hunted, you can exchange for the corresponding level of soul refining pill.

It’s just a pie in the sky!

Although according to An Sheng and Mu Qianqian, the two of them are now cultivated, and want to switch to the high-quality Alchemy Pill that is just suitable for them, they need to hunt and kill all monster monsters, even the demon king. beast.

But as long as they want, these are not things, okay?

Gaopin Alchemy Pill is always out of stock on the market. There is no market for the real price. Under normal circumstances, even if they have enough federal currency in their hands, there is no place to buy it.

Now, Yang Fan is willing to provide them with the soul-finishing pill, and only needs a certain number of demon cores to exchange for it. If it comes to value, is it really the price of cabbage?

Not to mention, this kind of martial welfare alone is enough to crush all the large gatekeepers and famous families of the Federation.

"Master is mighty!"

"I will obey my orders!"

The six young apprentices yelled loudly, one after another, and wished to go out of town now to hunt down the monsters and come back to try another soul-finishing pill.

"When hunting demon beasts, we must do our best. Our own safety should be put first. For the apprentices who the teacher does not want to just receive, in a blink of an eye, it becomes the mouth lunch of the monsters outside the city."

Yang Fan confessed softly, I was really afraid that these trumpets would make Zhizhi faint and greedy one by one, and then gave myself as a snack to the monster.

"Master, rest assured, we can save! Even if you want to go out of town to hunt monsters, you will go in a team, and you will never mess up."

Chu Feiyun nodded cautiously.

Compared with Ansheng and Muqianqian, they are two high-level spiritual teachers, they are no more than third-level and fourth-level martial arts rookies, and the most important thing is to pay attention to the safety of the demon out of the city.

After all, spiritual trainers can not only fly for a long time, but also be good at mental interference. Even if they encounter strong enemies, even flying monsters, they can always run.

Unlike these qi and blood warriors, under the guru, they can only stay in the air for a short period of time. It is difficult to run if they encounter a siege of monsters and beasts.

"Cousin." Wang Zhe suddenly looked out to Yang Fan: "I never knew, what is the name of your school?"

After this line, Yang Fanguang received seven or eight or nine as an apprentice, but he never heard the name of the school he mentioned.

"Yeah, our sect doesn't seem to have a formal name in front of the door." Yang Fan froze, clapped his hands, and screamed, "I'll just say, I feel like I'm missing something. , This is it!"

Yang Fan hadn’t really thought about this problem before. After all, there were not many apprentices, three or two kittens, and even less than one hand. That’s not worth thinking about a martial name.

But now, it seems a little different.

Because of carelessness, Yang Fan’s apprentices have already reached ten, and with him as a master, there are already eleven people.

Although there are still not a lot of eleven people, they are already a small scale. If there is no unified name, it seems that it is not conducive to increasing the sense of belonging and centripetal force of these disciples.

Yang Fan does not care much about the sense of belonging, but the Marriage centripetal force is an excellent thing. If Yang Fan can lie down and upgrade in the future, can he set foot on the peak of his life, the Martial centripetal force is essential.

Hearing Yang Fan's words, everyone's mouth twitched for a while.

You don’t even have the name of the martial arts. You are here to start arbitrarily collecting apprentices, and you have set the rules and the welfare of the martial arts?

Do you want to play like this?

Mu Tianqing and Zhu Huanan were both stunned, looking at Yang Fan a little bit weirdly.

Recently, Yang Fan has been training at a rapid pace, and he also possesses a series of extremely rare special abilities such as healing, formation wizard, and beast trainer.

They thought that behind Yang Fan, there would definitely be an extremely powerful martial art or someone who could rely on it. Yang Fan also got the corresponding inheritance method, so he would have such a magical chance.

However, it seems that there is no such thing.

Inheritance of martial arts.

If Yang Fan really got the martial arts and martial arts inherited from other schools, it would be a cause and effect with others.

Now it looks like this kind of self-produced martial art, but it is a bit unreasonable, and a bad one will cause a huge disaster.

"Boy Yang Fan, the apprentice returns to the apprentice, but this school is not a joke."

Zhu Huanan frowned slightly and looked at Yang Fan.

"You honestly told the husband, before this, have you received the inheritance and favor of other schools, or have you received some secret masters' inheritance instructions?"

"If there is any, before you start a school, it is best to consult others' opinions first, so as not to end up being taboo and disappointed."

Mu Tianyan also nodded gently beside her, which is very similar to Zhu Huanan's statement. At the same time, she was also curious about who and what force stood behind Yang Fan.

Being able to train ordinary high school students in a remote small city into a genius of the same kind as the arrogant peers of a genius in a big city such as Jinghua and even in the federal center city, such a force must not be underestimated.

"There is no power, and there is no grandpa." Yang Fan shook his head directly. These were all considered to be his own, and there was no need to pull any tiger skin.

"I can have such a trivial achievement today, thanks to the hard work of the teachers of South China Wushu School, plus my personal little effort, and I wake up a little late, but it is still worth it It is a good talent."

Yang Fan humbly put gold on his face.

Not bragging at all. There really is no messy hidden force behind him, nor is there a legendary mysterious master or Grandpa Baihu.

To be able to achieve today’s achievements, besides helping the system a little insignificantly, he is more importantly hard-working himself.

Thinking that in order to be able to brush up a little more blood and skill experience during this period, he kept staying up late to watch the guru perform martial arts and hunted monsters and beasts of all levels. .

But it’s better now.

Yang Fan glanced at the baby apprentices standing in front of him happily. After so many trumpets, he was finally able to relax later.

Especially the idea of ​​the master task that he just thought of is absolutely impossible. It only needs to pay a dire soul refining pill that is nothing to him, so that these trumpets can continue to play like chicken blood. To hunt monsters and beasts, and then continue to improve his blood experience.

It is safe to upgrade even while sitting!

"That's right." Yang Fan thought for a while, sucked his mouth, and glanced at the apprentice in front of him, saying: "Since our martial arts was established in Xichu City, and I was deeply influenced by the South China Military Academy The virtue of teaching art, can not forget this."

"So I decided that our sect is called Demon Sect. The purpose of the sect is to kill all the demons in the world, and to return a monstrous union of the human race!"

Destruction Sect!

It's murderous, but it's in line with Yang Fan's always hated attitude toward demon clan.

Clear all the demons in the world, and return a grand universe of the human race!

The slogan shouted loudly, and I was very lifted.

It’s just that the name of the Demon Sect has been with you for a long time. Is there a causal relationship between Xichu City and South China Military Academy?

Zhu Huanan looked at Yang Fan speechlessly. In the first few words, Yang Fan said very lively, and even pushed Xichu City and South China Martial Arts School to the position of his reborn parent.

As a result, the name of the sect has nothing to do with Xichu City and South China Military Academy.

"Destroy Demon Sect?!"

Mu Tianqing narrowed her eyes for a long time, and did not find any memory of the Demon Sect, that is to say, this is not the name of an ancient sect, and the Federation has never heard of it before. Such a martial art.

"Is this the name really just Yang Fan took out casually, behind him, there really are no other hidden forces or peerless powerhouses?"

Mu Tianqing shook her head slightly, and she didn’t quite believe such an inference. Because she is hard to believe that she grew up in a remote town like Xi Chu City, a rare resource-struggling powerhouse.

Even if his talent is outstanding, and he does not have enough resources to support him, he will never be able to reach the guru state before he is 18.

An Sheng is a good example.

As the grandson of the Federation’s No. 1 spiritual teacher~IndoMTL.com~ Ansheng’s talent for spiritual training is outstanding from an early age.

However, with the accidental death of Anle, Anjia's family gradually declined. Ansheng followed Andao from east to west, and finally had to shrink in a remote area like Xichu City.

Without practice resources, no expert teaching, and a spiritual talent, I haven’t been stuck in the realm of first-level spiritual thoughts in the end?

And Yang Fan’s sudden rise is definitely not for no reason, but he doesn’t seem to want outsiders to know.

"Destroy the Demon Sect! Destroy the Demon Sect! This name is pretty good, listen to the gas!"

Wang Zhe repeated the name of Zongmen twice and clenched his fist hard. His expression was a little excited, and he clearly agreed with Yang Fan's idea of ​​exterminating monsters.

It is worthy of his cousin. At any time, he has not forgotten the relatives who were destroyed in Yancheng. He is always thinking of hunting more monsters and avenging his relatives and friends!

"Count me alone!" Wang Zhe looked at Yang Fan seriously and said, "From today, I will officially join our Demon Sect, will my cousin refuse it?"