Chapter 13: What About Killing?

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That strong physique, that majestic Yuan Force, all enhanced Jiang Haoyu's combat effectiveness.

Looking outside the house, a sneer appeared on the corner of Jiang Haoyu's mouth.

These days, he has seen the changes in Jiangjia Village, and he doesn't say it, which doesn't mean that he is not angry.

"Daddy, you take a rest first, I'll go outside." Jiang Zhen looked at Jiang Haoyu and said with a smile.

Zhong Yang also had to take the Blood Beast Strength Pill, and he couldn't protect Zhong Yang, so he asked Jiang Haoyu to protect Zhong Yang.

They didn't show up for three days, and maybe the people outside had forgotten about their father and son.

A highly poisoned patriarch and a wasted young master.

Jiang Zhen walked out of the attic, and many clansmen looked at him, still pointing from time to time.

"Look, the waste still has a face, if it were me, I would have died a long time ago."

"That's right, if you can't cultivate, forget it, and learn other people's alchemy."

"I heard that he was almost killed in alchemy."

"This kind of person is a waste of our food when he lives, and a waste of our land when he dies."

"Don't say it, he's still the patriarch's son."

"Now that the patriarch may change at any time, who will care about him?"

......

Jiang Zhen listened to the words of these clansmen, and without a trace of anger on his face, he wandered around.

Since his rebirth, he has not visited Jiangjia Village properly, and now, he is ready to visit Jiangjia Village.

Jiangjiacun said that it was not big, and it was not small when it was small.

In the back mountain, there is a broken love cliff, and in the east, there is the Donglin Mountain Range.

The two dangerous places put Jiangjia Village in a natural dangerous place, which is why no other tribe attacked them.

"Yo, isn't this our young master?" At this moment, a cavalry passed by, with a hint of banter in its eyes.

Jiang Zhen looked up at the cavalryman with a hint of calm in his eyes.

The cavalry of their third uncle was also the pedestrian who stopped him at the entrance of the village.

"Uncle Mo, what are you doing here if you don't go on patrol?" Jiang Zhen looked at the desert without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

"Didn't I see that the young master was here, so I came here to say hello." Da Mo looked at Jiang Zhen with a smile, and there was a hint of banter in his eyes: "Now that the patriarch is about to die, you will be the patriarch at that time, we will definitely slap the young master, do you say it is the young master?" ”

After Da Mo finished speaking, the group behind him also laughed.

The patriarch is dead, which means that his backstage is gone.

He wanted to become the patriarch, which was simply impossible.

"My dad is fine, really, he's fine." Jiang Zhen looked at the desert, and there was a trace of seriousness in his eyes.

Da Mo and his party laughed, Jiang Haoyu's situation, they knew very well.

He was seriously injured and dying, and now he is still alive, in addition to his higher strength, there is also a death support.

However, in their eyes, Jiang Haoyu is no different from a dead person.

"Our waste master, I won't play with you anymore." Da Mo looked at Jiang Zhen and patted Jiang Zhen's head with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

When Da Mo patted his head, Jiang Zhen's eyes revealed a trace of cruelty.

In his previous life, no one dared to be rude to him like this, and in this life, he has not treated him like this.

"Da Mo, I want to challenge you." Jiang Zhen was serious and made the standard challenge gesture of Jiangjiacun.

He wants to challenge the desert, because just now, he has offended himself, and the result of offending himself is death.

Da Mo's strength is not high, although he is the cavalry of the third uncle, his third uncle is only a fourth-level warrior, and Da Mo is only a fifth-level H warrior, and he has not entered the samurai at all.

Although he had just reached the level of a first-level martial artist, his strength was comparable to that of an ordinary fifth-level martial artist.

In his eyes, the average fifth-level martial artist is the kind of desert.

He didn't take the desert in his eyes, because the Divine Court Overlord Fist and the Lion Tiger Fist were enough to kill the desert.

These two fist techniques, in his previous life, he used them countless times, and he had already reached the realm of transcendent sainthood.

"You're not kidding?" Da Mo looked at Jiang Zhen, forced a smile on his face, and asked.

"Don't you dare." Jiang Zhen had a hint of indifference in his tone.

Looking at Jiang Zhen's serious gaze, Da Mo was also stunned in place and thought for a while.

"Captain, he's just a waste, since he's going to challenge you, you let him see the strength of the martial artist." A cavalryman behind the desert said.

Da Mo was silent for a moment and nodded.

Since Jiang Zhen wants to challenge himself, if he doesn't take it, the people will definitely think that I am afraid of this waste.

"Okay, I'll take your challenge." Da Mo looked indifferent, looked at Jiang Zhen and said, "Don't say that I bullied you, I don't use weapons, let you have one hand." ”

Jiang Zhen glanced around, these cavalrymen's weapons were very miscellaneous, with knives and swords, guns and halberds, but he was not prepared to use weapons, because now he was the most powerful fist, which was physical strength, and with weapons, he would fall behind.

Looking at the desert, Jiang Zhen said slowly: "I don't need you to let me, if you let it, you will regret it." ”

Hahaha!

Everyone laughed, they were not laughing at the desert, but laughing at Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen is such a waste, he dares to say such a thing.

Don't let it, Jiang Zhen lost faster, let it go, he lost decently.

But in Jiang Zhen's eyes, he won't lose. But in the eyes of others, Jiang Zhen will definitely lose, because he is a waste, a waste without brains.

"Drink!" Da Mo shouted, and a stream of earthy yellow Yuan Force poured out, and the Yuan Force continued to flow on his skin, but Jiang Zhen looked at Da Desert quietly.

The Yuan Force of the Earth Attribute shows that the desert is a warrior who is very trembling and defending or fighting, but Jiang Zhen will not be afraid of it.

In his previous life, he killed no less than three titled martial gods of the earth attribute, and now. The desert of a fifth-level martial artist, he would not take it in his eyes at all.

Jiang Zhen stood in place without the slightest movement.

Those cavalrymen looked at Jiang Zhen with a hint of banter in their eyes, and there was a trace of disdain in their eyes.

A waste, who actually dares to challenge a martial artist.

I don't know if it's because the sky is high or if it's dead or alive.

"Come on, waste." Da Mo beckoned and looked at Jiang Zhen indifferently.

Jiang Zhen took a step forward, he tensed the strength of his whole body, and then, the power that had been hidden in his body suddenly burst out.

One punch.

It's extremely simple, but with the power of this body alone, it has reached the power of a thousand catties.

Thousands of catties of huge strength, this is much stronger than the strength of ordinary martial artists.

Sail!

A punch was blasted out, Jiang Zhen's eyes had a trace of coldness, and when this punch hit Da Mo's chest, Da Mo was instantly knocked out.

The desert was knocked away by Jiang Zhen.

Those cavalrymen were stunned for a moment, looking at Jiang Zhen's eyes with shock.

A waste, a waste that could not be cultivated, actually knocked the desert away.

"I want you dead." Da Mo looked at Jiang Zhen with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Today, Jiang Zhen made him lose face, so he was ready to kill Jiang Zhen.

A waste young master, he once had a good father.

Now, his father is poisoned and on the verge of death. What is he afraid of?

"There were many people who wanted me to die, but in the end, I survived." Jiang Zhen looked indifferent and said calmly.

In his previous life, he had countless enemies, and there were countless people who wanted to kill him.

However, in the end, he survived, better than anyone else.

Da Mo didn't care about Jiang Zhen's words, in his eyes, Jiang Zhen was dead.

"Nine Consecutive Jue Knife!" Da Mo held a knife in one hand and slashed directly at Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen's brows froze, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Although his strength is huge now, he is still a little worse than a martial artist who has cultivated his vitality.

A fifth-level martial artist, this is a challenge for Jiang Zhen, a huge challenge.

Now his strength is comparable to that of a fourth-level martial artist, but compared to a fifth-level martial artist, he is still a little weaker.

"Lion Tiger Fist!" Jiang Zhen did not show weakness, his fists clenched, and a punch was blasted out.

Thundered!

It was like a thunderbolt descending, and I saw Jiang Zhen's eyes murderous and fast.

One punch, one knife.

The two did not stop at all, and attacked their opponents directly.

The knife was sharper and faster than the fist, but Jiang Zhen didn't dodge it at all.

"Poof!"

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Zhen's fist landed on Da Mo's lower abdomen again, but Da Mo spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of disbelief.

His knife hadn't been cut yet, but Jiang Zhen's fist had fallen.

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't understand it.

At the moment when he was about to approach, Jiang Zhen's speed suddenly skyrocketed, making him unable to react at all.

Those cavalrymen took a deep breath, and looked at Jiang Zhen with a hint of jealousy.

Although they didn't understand the scene in the desert just now, these cavalrymen saw it clearly.

At the last moment, Jiang Zhen's speed skyrocketed, and a punch landed on the lower abdomen of the desert.

Brush!

Da Mo's eyes were red, and the knife in his hand was slashed down at once, Jiang Zhen looked at the sudden change, and dodged directly.

But the speed of the long knife still tore through his clothes.

Looking at the torn clothes, Jiang Zhen's eyes carried a hint of indifference.

If you had just slowed down, you might have died by now.

In his previous life, the people who hurt him died. In this world, whoever wounds him will likewise die.

"Since you want to say kill me, then you should die too." Jiang Zhen looked at the desert, and there was a trace of murderous aura exuding from his body.

In his previous life, he had killed countless people, and he had gathered countless murderous qi on his body, even after he was reborn, the coercion formed by that murderous aura was not comparable to anyone.

How could a small fifth-level martial artist resist Jiang Zhen's murderous coercion.

"Waste, you can't kill me, I'm the Second Elder's person, if you kill me, you will also die." Da Mo's heart trembled and looked at Jiang Zhendao.

From Jiang Zhen's body, he saw a trace of death and smelled the smell of death. At this moment, he felt scared.

"Young master, the desert is the person next to the second elder, please also ask the young master to look at the face of the second elder and let the desert go, otherwise it will ......." One of the cavalrymen looked at Jiang Zhen and threatened.

Jiang Zhen smiled, he smiled happily.

I saw Jiang Zhen clenching his fists with one hand, looking at the desert without a trace of emotion.

"Divine Court Overlord Fist!" Jiang Zhen let out a loud shout and threw a punch.

It was as if the overlord was born, and he suddenly fell on the chest of the desert, only to see the desert's ears and nose bleeding, paralyzed on the ground, and there was no life.

"What if you kill him?" Jiang Zhen looked at these cavalrymen without a trace of emotion in his eyes.