Chapter 349

Besides, they are also the outer disciples of the 36th Jianfeng who can be bullied by anyone, just factotum.

"Hiss..."

Zhang Qing's voice did not fall, and Su Yi's figure in front of him had disappeared like a ghost, as if it had turned into a remnant, and had arrived in the distance.

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It is still the connected ancient courtyard, with mottled bluestone floors, bearing the vicissitudes of years.

Some of the dozen boys and girls were lying on the ground, unable to get up, with bloodstained mouths, pale faces, and disheveled hair.

There are several others, reluctantly supported by swords, supporting each other.

But the corners of his mouth were dripping with blood, his hair was disheveled, and his front skirt was dyed red with blood, embarrassed and miserable.

Xu Jiahui was also present, bleeding, and her hair was stained with blood. Her face was as white as gray, and her body was lying on the ground, unable to climb up, but the stubborn color in her eyes did not diminish.

"Xu Jiahui, toast and don't drink. I really think you can rest easy with that boy. I said, I'll never let that boy go!"

The voice of resentment was harsh. Tengming stood beside Xu Jiahui, looking down at Xu Jiahui, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

At this moment, Tengming's right hand has been tied with a bandage, which seems to be taking the healing pill, and his pale complexion is much better.

Xu Jiahui struggled and half sat up, supported the sword in her hand, looked at the eyes of more than 50 teenagers at the moment, glanced, and said, "you are too much. When elder Su comes back, you will not be let go."

"It's a joke that old Su will stand out for you just because of you factotum."

Tengming sneered, and when he saw his hand wrapped around the bandage, the hatred in his eyes increased.

"Tengming, is that boy here?"

Not far away, a teenager of almost eighteen or nine years old opened his mouth. His face was quite handsome. He was a beautiful teenager with a little temperament set off by a tight fitting gown, but his eyes were a little more gloomy.

Beside this boy, there are seven or eight young people of the same age, who wear different clothes, but their overall temperament and breath are obviously stronger than the remaining forty teenagers.

Looking at the tight dressed boy, Teng Ming immediately turned back, with a smile on his face, with a hint of flattery, and said, "senior brother Wang Qi, the boy should be coming soon. Please teach the boy a good lesson and revenge for me!"

"Elder martial brother tengguang and I have a good relationship. They are all four brothers in the same school. You are his brother. If you are bullied, I will naturally help you out."

The boy called Wang Qi nodded faintly, looking at Tengming's eyes, but he was a little more contemptuous.

If it weren't for his brother Teng Guang, how could he come out for this.

But the other party is just an outside disciple. It's a little effort. At that time, it's a big favor in front of Teng Guang.

Once Teng Guang really became a pro disciple, naturally his benefits would be indispensable, and this account would not lose money.

Listening to Wang Qi's words, Tengming had more confidence in his heart. The boy dared to hurt him and let him fall home this time, losing face.

Especially when he was injured in his hand, he couldn't participate in the competition in the sect soon, which means that he will lose the opportunity to become an inner sect disciple, which makes Tengming's heart how can he not hate!

"Hiss..."

There was a breaking wind, and in the distance, a figure was rushing in.

One after another, they immediately looked straight ahead.

That figure quickly appeared in the field in a few breaths, with black hair and shawls. The figure was thin but tall, with deep eyes, and a broken sword on his back, which was very eye-catching.

It was Su Yi who came quickly. Hearing that Xu Jiahui was badly hurt and was about to lose her cultivation, she immediately came here.

When she looked at everything in the field, Su Yi's face was gradually turning blue, and the faint red light in her eyes was shaking.

"It's him, it's the boy."

Among the forty or fifty disciples of the outer gate who came with Tengming, there were a few mornings when they had suffered a heavy loss. Looking at the young man who came, he had lingering palpitations and immediately cried in a low voice.

Wang Qi and other eight or nine older teenagers, their eyes immediately fell on Su Yi curiously.

When looking at such a junior outer disciple, Wang Qi and others didn't take it to heart, but all showed a faint sneer on their faces.

Beside Wang Qi, the faces of several teenagers were full of schadenfreude and a cheery smile.

On the contrary, more than a dozen external disciples on the 36th sword peak, who were seriously injured, looked at Su Yi coming. A little joy appeared on his dignified face, with expectations in his eyes.

"Su Yi, you go quickly. There are many of them, and there are inner disciples. You... Can't beat them!"

Looking at Su Yi who came, Xu Jiahui's pale and charming face changed greatly. There are so many inner disciples and dozens of outer disciples. No matter how strong Su Yi is, how can she be the opponent of so many people.

An inner disciple is already very strong.

Any inner disciple can be above the level of yuan xuanjing, and Xu Jiahui has to worry about Su Yi.

"Poof..."

When the words fell, the blood in her body surged, and Xu Jiahui opened her mouth again and spit out a mouthful of blood.

His fists were slowly clenched, and he looked at Xu Jiahui, who was seriously injured. Su Yi's face had become more and more iron blue.

Tengming saw Su Yi for the first time, and his instinctive heart trembled, with an inexplicable fear, like seeing a tiger's mouse.

The invisible breath, especially looking at the eyes, Tengming's heart palpitations for no reason, want to shrink back.

But thinking of Wang Qi at the moment, and these several inner disciples, 40 or 50 outer disciples on the mountain, so many helpers, can't you still deal with this boy?

Thinking of it, transparent took a deep breath secretly, suppressed the fear in her heart, sneered at Su Yi and said coldly, "Jie Jie, boy, have you finally appeared? I said, I won't let you go, you won't jump for long!"

Su Yi stared straight at Tengming, his fists were clenched, and a 'crackling' voice came from his fist joints. Then he looked at Xu Jiahui, walked forward step by step, and asked, "Miss Jiahui, how are you?"

"I'm fine. Go away quickly. I don't care about it. They dare not do anything to us. After all, our external disciples are also disciples. They dare not really take our lives!"

Xu Jiahui worried and asked Su Yi to leave.

Xu Jiahui knew that Tengming came with Wang Qi to seek revenge from Su Yi, and would never let Su Yi go easily.

In the morning, because of them, Su Yi took advantage of Tengming.

In the final analysis, this is their business, which has nothing to do with Su Yi.

"Shut up, toast, don't eat, punish, bitch, don't dare to kill you, you can be abolished!"

Looking at Su Yi who came forward step by step, an invisible pressure was getting closer and closer, Tengming changed color, and his heart trembled. Listening to Xu Jiahui's words, he was afraid to be brave, and immediately kicked Xu Jiahui severely.

"Bang!"

Xu Jiahui's figure was kicked directly, and with a 'poof' in her mouth, another mouth of blood spat out, and then fell heavily to the ground.