Chapter 385 You Deserve to Die

“…Yes.”

Huo Yang looked embarrassed, and finally suppressed his reluctance and anger, and took the four strong men of the Demon Exorcist Academy to retreat to the side.

If he was facing only the "Seven Sons of Immortality", Huo Yang would not have any scruples, and he could have used his power to force Bai Xingqiu and others to retreat.

However, now he is facing a foreign immortal who can ignore the law and the sky. Looking at the entire Demon Exorcist Academy, only the dean can barely talk to him on an equal footing, and Huo Yang's weight is still a little light.

If Lu Huaiyang hadn't made it clear, he could still pretend to be confused, but now, there is no second choice except to retreat.

This is also the problem that the Demon Exorcist Academy was worried about at the beginning. They wanted to quickly reach an agreement with Yang Fan and protect him. Otherwise, once the foreign immortals of Changsheng Temple and the Sword Saint Family took action, the problem would become extremely complicated.

Huo Yang was secretly annoyed. If he had known this, he would never waste more than an hour on sightseeing. When he thought of the questioning and accusations he would face after returning, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.

After retreating several hundred meters, Huo Yang could not help but look at Yang Fan and was stunned.

This young man, knowing that the Demon Exorcist Academy could no longer be his umbrella of protection, did not change his color at all, and was still so calm and composed, unperturbed by praise or criticism?

Reason kept telling Huo Yang that in the face of such a situation, Yang Fan would never have any chance of winning, but for some reason, he could not help but have an inexplicable expectation for this young man in his heart - he could still be so calm until now, could it be that he really had a powerful trump card that could turn the tables?

Outside the Chenxin Palace, Liu Jingyu, Jian Xinyi, Liu Zhengde and Wu Tao rushed out one after another, all looking up nervously into the distance.

"That old man is Lu Huaiyang!" Liu Zhengde's pupils shrank and he took a breath.

Liu Jingyu and others were all shocked, and at the same time, a turbulent wave was set off in their hearts.

In fact, even Liu Jingyu and Jian Xinyi, who knew a lot about Yang Fan, had some reservations about Yang Fan's so-called whim and finger calculation, and were skeptical.

Especially Jian Xinyi, after her bloodline awakened, she had already inherited Li Qiankun's "Book of the Earth", which included the profound secrets of "Calculating the Sky with Five Fingers". Therefore, she knew that even the ancestor Li Qiankun had not cultivated the "Calculating the Sky with Five Fingers" to the fourth finger when Yang Fan was this age!

So, if Yang Fan can really tell good and bad luck by pinching his fingers, doesn't it mean that his talent and progress in Feng Shui have surpassed Li Qiankun, who is regarded as the ancestor of Feng Shui?

How is this possible!

In Jian Xinyi's heart, the ancestor Li Qiankun is a god. She has never thought that there will be anyone in the world who can surpass Li Qiankun in Feng Shui!

And now, Yang Fan not only accurately calculated that Changsheng Temple would attack at this time today, but also determined that the leader must be Lu Huaiyang. This ability that seems to see into the future has broken Jian Xinyi's concept cognition.

Elder Wu Tao widened his eyes, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Yang Fan was as fanatical as seeing a god.

Outside Dianlong Mountain.

After Huo Yang and others retreated, in the silence of heaven and earth, Lv Huaiyang stared at Yang Fan from afar, and the old voice spread throughout the world: "Are you Yang Fan?"

"Yes." Yang Fan smiled.

"Then you should know that you deserve to die!"

Lv Huaiyang's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the place where the momentum and pressure enveloped the area within a few miles, the temperature dropped sharply, accompanied by the dense air "beep" like the sound of porcelain exploding, the moisture in the air condensed and froze, and turned into countless steel balls like hail from the air crackling and falling to the ground.

[An old book friend who I have known for ten years recommended me a book-chasing app! It's really fucking useful. I rely on this to read and listen to books to pass the time while driving and before going to bed. You can download it here]

Those reporters and innate strongmen who were paralyzed had nowhere to escape. While being hit all over their bodies, they were all stunned.

According to legend, the ancient immortals could call the wind and rain. Now, Lv Huaiyang's thoughts changed the world and the climate in an instant. Isn't it just like the reincarnation of an immortal?