Jin Sheng's majestic amount of vitality and the martial arts he displayed were more than a little bit stronger than what Jing Yang had used before. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everything in the garden was shrouded in blood red, and when you saw everything, the whole world seemed to have escaped into a sea of blood, and some people began to shout in fear. All the blood lasted for a few breaths before it faded like the tide of the sea, and then the people took away the hand that was blocking their eyes and hurriedly looked at the ring.

Gu Dong is no longer in the ring, and only Jin Sheng is standing in the ring. His king-like gaze looked quietly ahead.

Gu Dong's body was already a blood-red color, and it was all blood oozing from the pores of his skin. The whole person flew out of the ring and smashed into the wall, and then embedded in the wall, like a mural embedded in the wall, and the spider patterns cracked from the wall.

A bright flicker reflected from the knife flickered across everyone's stunned faces, and as Jin Sheng slowly lowered the knife, the trembling buzzing sound of the knife body came out, and Gu Dong's body also fell to the ground like a falling gravel.

A silent scream came from the mouths of the spectators, such a bloody and unexpected way and result of the battle, even those officials who wanted to see the excitement were dumbfounded, their eyes widened, and their bodies were tense like a bow that tightened the strings.

Tongtian Sect A Gu Dong, the only son of Emperor Tongtian, was solved with just one sword? If it were the rest of the powerful cultivators, it would be understandable, after all, the cultivation years and the early realm were there, but it was a young man of the same age as Gu Dong who did this! He is a young man who has not received the long-standing and profound cultivation teachings of the five major sects!

The expressions of Zhang Heying and the others suddenly stiffened as iron, and Qingshen's hands continued to tremble with anger and fear.

Although Gu Dong had only experienced a battle before, and although he had only previously supported the most powerful and terrifying martial art of the Cave Heaven Gate, the "Ringing Sakura Jue", none of the other four Jiayi in the field dared to summon up the courage to say that he could defeat Gu Dong with one move, especially Gu Dong, who showed a far more impression than people held on his level!

The smile on Jin Sheng's face was like a devil, and the gloomy face sitting on Peng Jiuling was also like a demon under the abyss.

Jingyang slowly clenched his fists.

……

Gu Dong coughed up a mouthful of blood, a mouthful of red and thick blood. The blood flowed to the ground, and the dance was a tragic painting, and the lanterns and the moon reflected in the blood flowing from the ground were like flowers in the painting. His face was reflected in it, but it was not a blur in the bright light, just like his face and his thoughts that could no longer be thought.

The sky was spinning, his ears were full of buzzing, he couldn't hear any sound, he couldn't see any picture clearly, only a vague cry of children and women in the chaos could be inserted into it.

He tried to brace himself, but only held up for a few minutes before collapsing again, his face pressed against the blood he had spitted out, making a sticky sound that tugged at a person's heart.

No official of the Ministry of Rites dared to come to help, and these officials of the Department of Rites, who were accustomed to seeing many storms, couldn't help but tremble at this time.

Jin Sheng looked at Gu Dong, his hoarse voice was like sand on the ice field, and his mocking voice was like an arrow shuttling through Gu Dong's heart: "Tongtian Sect Jiayi, it turns out to be so vulnerable." ”

Gu Dong coughed, blood filling his throat, as if the blood would gush out as soon as he spoke. At this time, his robe was shattered, and if he looked embarrassed before, he looked inhuman now, a dog in a ditch that fell into the mud.

His body continued to tremble frequently, and the whole person was like a guzheng being played, and his clenched fists tried to punch again, but he found that he couldn't even lift his arms.

Jin Sheng's tall body stood in the ring, the murderous aura enveloped his whole person, and he was like a demon god holding a knife, and after staring at Gu Dong for a few breaths, he slowly walked towards him.

Stepping down from the high shattered ring, it was like a god and demon descending from the sky.

"Your father deposed my father back then, and now I'm going to do the same thing."

Feeling the terrifying killing intent of Pengbai, and the aura of death that seemed to echo in this voice, the cries of the children in the audience suddenly increased for a few more points, as if they were about to penetrate the sky.

Night.

Moonlight.

Murderous.

Wail.

A terrifying drama circulated on his blood-shining knife, and forward.

Liu Yan and Zhang Heying both slowly closed their eyes. In any case, they are the objects of humiliation tonight.

With Jin Sheng's footsteps, Jingyang's breathing continued to increase, and in Peng Jiuling's almost voyeuristic expectant gaze, he slowly took a step forward.

"Sure enough, young man, I expect you to give him a justifiable reason to abolish you." The corners of Peng Jiuling's mouth were in full bloom, and he smiled as brightly as the blood spurting out of Gu Dong.

However, Jingyang's arm was suddenly grabbed.

I don't know when Qingluo stepped down from the high platform and came to grab his arm. Her face was snow-white, and the snowflake-like ornament on her head swayed like snow as she bit her lip and shook her head.

"Don't go, you can't get out of here today with a victory. You can't be his opponent. Qingluo didn't make a sound, but her gaping lips still made Jing Yang understand what she was talking about.

Jingyang raised his head and looked at Peng Jiu0, who was high on the high platform behind him, strategizing.

Peng Jiuling smiled and nodded at him, his face was gloomy as water, and his smile was like a pot of sewage blooming like mud flowers, and Jingyang's heart suddenly beat like mud.

Jingyang took a deep breath and looked at Qingshen's red eyes.

Indeed, he can't be Jin Sheng's opponent, at least not now. Jin Sheng's ordeal at the forefront of the town's border army was comparable to several years in a month, so the real hardened steel was not something they could compare to at all. Moreover, Jin Sheng's father was originally a great power in the Yuanzun Realm, so he actually had a starting point that was far superior to most of the disciples of their five major sects, and now he was receiving the same resource treatment as a general in the Martial God Prison, so it was impossible for them to compare with such Jin Sheng in a short period of time, let alone defeat him.

In terms of the state of the first one of their five major sects at this time, Liu Yan only had the slightest combat power, and after Zhang He influenced the cherry blossom Jue, his vitality was gone, and he could no longer use any martial arts. He himself only has half of the vitality left to be mobilized, but the half used to deal with Liu Yan needs to be used in a calculating way, and it is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket to deal with Jin Sheng. Although Qingshen has not made a move, and his strength is full, it is impossible to resist Jin Sheng, who is invincible in the Yunyuan Realm. They only have a chance of winning when they join forces when they win all, but now even if they join forces, they can't find the slightest possibility of winning.

Peng Jiuling played a perfect game of chess, a game in which there were almost no mistakes, cutting off all the possibility of them coming out of here with a smile and the scenery of the past, and everything seemed so natural and deserved.

Everything is already unstoppable, after Gu Dong, it will be them who will fall. But Jingyang couldn't let Gu Dong be abolished by Jin Sheng, and it was impossible for him to tolerate being knocked down here.

Qingshen stopped him because if he didn't make a move at this time, he would not be treated like Gu Dong today, after all, Jin Sheng came to seek revenge, and there was no reason to make a heavy move against them, and after the battle, he would lose at most the prestige of the Nine Swords Gate. However, once he intervened in the grievances between the two, then he would not face something as simple as a challenge from the Martial God Prison Prisoner.

But Jingyang was unwilling.

Jingyang seemed to see himself standing on the battlefield ten years ago, not Jin Sheng or the Lantern Banquet in front of him, but the million-strong army of Emperor Shenwu, but the corpses in front of Hanyi City, but the arrows that attacked like a plague of locusts, which were deafening killing cries, but the blood flowing like torrential rain in Hanyi City.

The person who lies down is not a shareholder, but the soul of countless loyal people in Dayin who was betrayed by Peng Jiuling eight years ago.

His palms trembled.

Peng Jiu0, you won my Dayin eight years ago, and calculated my Dayin for eight years, today, how can I let you win again?

Do you think you're on the safe side?

Well, give it a try.

Jingyang's expression was firm, just like the Zhicang Pavilion that stood on the top of the peak in the Cangfeng and experienced the storm, the landslide and the ground cracked, and the sword god guard sword who was not afraid of all enemies on the bow of the Dabu River ten years ago, this vast and resolute look made Qingshen's body stagnate.

He also said with his lips: "Always try." ”

Ignoring Qingshen's obstruction, Jingyang turned around and shouted to Jin Sheng, who was already standing in front of Gu Dong with a knife: "Stop! ”

Everyone looked at Jingyang, who was standing under the high platform, looking extremely inconspicuous, but it was Jingyang who had done many crazy and arrogant things that were famous all over the world.

Some women hugged their children tightly and covered their mouths and looked at Jingyang, but their mouths couldn't help but whimper.

The corners of Peng Jiuling's and Yuan Bo's mouths cracked at the same time, and a trace of triumphant chuckle cracked.

Jin Sheng's figure was stunned, he slowly turned his head, and his purgatory-like terrifying and deep eyes looked at Jing Yang, and Jing Yang's back suddenly cooled.

He suddenly felt that he was wrong, and that this man, whose mind had been filled with hatred and violence, and who had taken over his whole life, was far more terrible than Quapin.

"Nine Swords Sect Armor Yijingyang, I know you." Jin Sheng said slowly, "I've heard some things about you, so I'll give you the right to talk to me." ”

Jing Yang squinted his eyes, looked at the burly Jin Sheng, and said slowly: "The grievances of the past generations, there may be some misunderstanding. ”

Jin Sheng said coldly: "Maybe." ”

Jingyang said: "You represent the Martial God Prison, you should know what it means if you really abolish him." ”

"I only represent myself when I go under the knife."

"Nope." In a moment of bated breath, Jingyang shook his head, "Grievances should always be put aside, and if there is any misunderstanding, you can come down and investigate." We all know the character of Emperor Tongtian, and maybe the story is indeed a detail that you don't know. However, if you act rashly, it will only bring about a war between the two forces. And you can't represent just yourself, what you do is not revenge, but to tell the world what is reckless and what is wrongdoing. ”

The cold reprimand words made everyone shudder, and in the face of such a terrifying character, he also said such a natural lesson, this Nine Swords Sect Armor is really crazy!

Jin Sheng looked at him sideways, and said in silence for a few breaths: "I have heard about you. ”

"Your courage deserves my admiration, so I give you the right to speak."

"But that doesn't mean you're qualified to teach me a lesson."

"So, after I deal with this thief, I will let you taste the price of insulting me."

After speaking, Jin Sheng's knife was slowly raised, like a guillotine knife in the execution ground.

"No!"

Qingluo shouted directly. Even Zhang Heying, who didn't like Gu Dong to the extreme, frowned and didn't dare to look at it again. The crowd retreated like crazy.

Jingyang roared angrily: "He is not in a complete state, are you really willing to take advantage of others?!" ”

Jin Sheng's hand froze, and he slowly turned his head to look at Jingyang's eyes that were as bright as the moon in the night.

He said coldly: "On the battlefield, no one will discuss with you whether to win or not to fight. ”

"You have been harboring hatred for more than ten years, and you are really willing to take revenge with such a posture?" Jingyang was unwilling.

Jin Sheng smiled coldly: "A naïve person like you will never understand that many things, no matter what the process is, as long as the result is satisfactory, it is willing." ”

"What you will provoke by doing this is the wrath of the Emperor of Tongtian!" Qingluo shouted.

Jin Sheng sneered again and said, "Your five major sects are actually just rubbish, when do you think I will put you in my eyes?" Teenage hero? Today, I am not only here to seek revenge, but also to tell the world who is the real hero. Don't continue to provoke me, or I will provoke the wrath of all your five major sects!" ”

As soon as the words fell, in the hoarse shout of Qingshen, Jin Sheng's knife suddenly inserted into Gu Dong's dantian, and then the tip of the knife hit the bluestone slab, and the qi core in Gu Dong's dantian that had begun to take shape was instantly shattered, and blood only spurted out of a terrifying wound. A frightened scream suddenly rang out!

On Jin Sheng's face, there was only indifference, he slowly drilled the knife in his hand, looked at Gu Dong's frightened eyes, listened to Gu Dong's painful low hum, and said slowly: "Revenge has just begun." ”

"You are to blame for everything."

He jerked his knife up, and a stream of blood spurted out like a column of water. The ghost head knife pointed at Jing Yang, and the blood of the stained Gu Dong was thrown like a fierce raindrop on Jing Yang's face, which was as pale as snow, like a plum blossom in the snow.

"Next, you."