Chapter 70

"Let go!"

The boy in red, named Jiang Sheng, walks out of the crowd of the fourth peak slowly. After a final step, he stops in front of him. Then a pair of sharp eyes refract from his two deep pupils. Finally, he is fixed on Lin Jingyu, and his strong words come slowly.

"What if I don't?" However, it was Lin Jingyu who responded to him, which sounded rather insipid and mixed with some slight disdain.

"You can try it!" Jiang Sheng's mouth curved and his threatening words came out cold. As the first intermediate disciple, his inner pride was not made out of nothing.

He never paid attention to Lin Jingyu.

"Try it, try it!" Lin Jingyu's fingers curved slightly, and his claws turned into Eagle's claws tightened for a few minutes, which made a blood line appear in the throat of the young man in Qingyi. His face was extremely red, and he couldn't kick out his breath!

As long as Lin Jingyu's fingers move a little more, the youth in green clothes will lose their vitality!

"Elder martial brother Jiang... Help me!" It's a very sad voice!

"To die!"

Suddenly, there was a violent attack, and the fierce momentum roared out of the vast area of Jiang Sheng's body. In a moment, the eight spirits and souls condensed from behind and flew out!

However, after a short period of time, the overwhelming momentum was just like a torrent of anger. It didn't stop at all, and it continued to soar up! Soon, this terror will almost catch up with the spirit of nine!

"This... Is really the peak of eight levels of spirit!"

"I've long heard that Jiang Sheng is the strongest of the intermediate disciples. Today, I saw that he is really overbearing!"

Seeing this, many ninth peak disciples secretly slur their tongue and swallow their saliva carelessly. It seems that the situation is not good!

"You will pay for what you said today!"

With a wave of the palm of his hand, a bright silver gun appeared in Jiang Sheng's hand. The gun was about nine feet long and had silver runes on its body. It looked very good!

"Slow down!"

Tang Lulian stepped lightly and came to the middle of the two groups of people. Her eyes were bright and she looked at Jiang Sheng: "this is my ninth peak's territory. It's not the turn for other people to fight here!"

"Yes, sir?" Jiang Sheng's eyes were fixed.

"Younger martial brother Lin, you should put people down first!" Tang Lu didn't rush to reply, but turned around and looked at Lin Jingyu first.

With the light in his eyes, Lin Jingyu's fingers relaxed. The boy in green turned into a shadow and was thrown into the crowd of the fourth peak.

"Tang Lu, senior disciple of the second peak." Tang Lu shows her identity in time. In her opinion, younger martial brother Lin is not as strong as Jiang Sheng after all. If they collide, terror is not an opponent.

"The sect strictly forbids killing each other with its disciples, and those who violate it will be severely punished. If you start this fight in advance, aren't you afraid that I will join you in front of the elder's pavilion?"

Don Ludao.

Jiang Sheng's face was uncertain, his eyes twinkled. For a long time, he said in a deep voice, "let's go!"

The sect's ban has always been strict, and today they are really unreasonable. So after a moment's hesitation, Jiang Sheng made a decision. Besides, it is because he is a senior disciple. If he really starts, it will be difficult for him to get a bargain today!

But today's festival, Jiang Sheng remembers that it's not too late for a gentleman to avenge. He has plenty of time to clean up the bugs on the ninth peak, so there's no need to rush for a moment!

Just as the fourth peak and others stopped fighting and were ready to leave, a gloomy voice of Jie's smile suddenly came!

"Ha ha! Lin Jingyu, long time no see! " A shadow flashed by and came to the ninth peak crowd. Seeing this, the fourth peak crowd also stopped the pace of turning around and leaving, and looked at it.

"Huh? Zhao Ziyang, what are you doing here? "

Lin Jingyu's eyes are cold. It's Zhao Ziyang who once competed with Lin Jingyu for the first place of new students!

"I come here today, of course, to expose your hypocrisy!" Zhao Ziyang gave a sneer, and his deep eyes fell on Jiang Sheng. He said in a low voice, "elder martial brother Jiang, this man can't stay!"

"Who are you? What do I want Jiang Sheng to do? When will it be someone else's turn to tell me what to do? "

Jiang Sheng was cold and evil, and his words were full of anger.

"Don't be angry, elder martial brother Jiang. I'm Zhao Ziyang, a disciple of the seventh peak. I want elder martial brother Jiang to see something first!"

Zhao Ziyang said with a smile that if he didn't want to kill Lin Jingyu, he would not put down his position and use this tone to please others.

"Bring it up!" Zhao Ziyang clapped his hand, and then two seventh peak disciples came forward with a wooden frame.

There's a dead body on the shelf!

The corpse was pale, mutilated, ragged and disordered, and its neck was bitten by a beast. Although it died soon, a smell of putrefaction still came out, which made many putrefaction flies flock to it!

"Hao'er, how can you..." Jiang Sheng's eyes were wide open and his eyelids jumped. Although the corpse's face was a little rotten, Jiang Sheng still saw that it was his younger brother Jiang Hao. He was filled with grief and indignation. He grabbed Zhao Ziyang's skirt and cried angrily, "who killed my younger brother?"