Chapter One Hundred and Nine

The head of the Qingyan faction

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What's that black press?

It's screams of rage, and there's the sound of revenge.

Tens of thousands of flying demon beasts had directly passed through the barrier of the Qingyan Ancient Sect and gathered in the sky above Qingyan Peak.

This was just the sound from the sky, and the trembling under his feet came from far away from the demon beast mountain forest.

Far more than the black pressure in the sky, the demon beasts that poured into the Qingyan Ancient Sect like a wave completely occupied the Qingyan Ancient Sect where these Qingyan disciples who thought they were high!

"Are these lowly demon beasts going to rebel?"

A mentor said with disdain to the demon beasts in the air.

Immediately after that, a black shadow flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and the mentor screamed, and was already taken into the air by a fifth-order demon beast, throwing him fiercely into the group of flying demon beasts.

The blood rain fell from the sky, and the man was instantly eaten by hundreds of demon beasts, and there was not even a single bone residue left.

There is no one who does not feel fear at the scene in front of him.

The fear of a life was enough for those people to stop their egos.

Staying there in place, no one made a move, to be exact, no one dared to do anything more than those Qingyan Ancient Sect's mentors and disciples, because once the war started, the side that was unfavorable in the battle would definitely be them.

This is still under the Qingyan Peak, and those demon beasts that are active on the ground are not involved.

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"That's the game you were talking about?"

Duanmu looked at the sky and asked Jiang Liu'er on the side in shock: "That game of chess that I can't understand?"

"Do you understand now?" Jiang Liu'er said, "Why did your master help those demon beasts to be slaughtered in the first place.......

"Got it......"

Duanmu said: "Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention that they are still demon beasts." ”

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"Who else is going to do it now?"

Jiang Heng's voice lowered, he didn't need to shout at this moment, it was enough to use the words he said to let those people understand what kind of existence this cripple in front of them was.

He slowly walked to the edge of the platform, and the teachers and disciples around the edge of the platform in front of him had retreated.

Jiang Heng looked up at Heng Song Zhenren and the others: "Is this competition now won by my two apprentices?"

"Two against one, it's not fair!"

There are always those guys who are afraid of coming to them and trying to show themselves in vain, and that guy is Qin Binyu.

After being seriously injured by Jiang Liu'er, he retreated to the inner door.

At this moment, when everyone didn't dare to say anything, he felt that this was the only time he had the opportunity to show his heart for the sect in front of the head of the sect, so that he could be taken seriously.

But he was still wrong......

"Fair?" Jiang Heng glanced at him disgustingly: "Is it fair for the four of you to fight alone?"

He looked around at the disgusting guys:

"Is it fair for you to win or lose in private?"

"Is it fair to have to pay to enter the inner door?"

"It's fair that he attacked my junior brother?"

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He looked at the head Heng Song Zhenren who was standing there coldly on the stage, and he shouted without any scruples:

"Heng Song, do you think it's fair?"

"Bold! Dare to call the head of the house by his name!"

In an instant, the disciples of the Qingyan Sect, who had originally calmed down, raised their weapons again.

"Uncle You!"

Immediately after Jiang Heng scolded angrily, tens of thousands of demon beasts had already jumped to Qingyan Peak and surrounded thousands of Qingyan Sect disciples.

The situation may begin to turn into a battlefield in a moment.

The silent, cold-faced head Heng Song Zhenren finally slowly opened his mouth like a stone: "Let him speak ......."

His deep voice reached everyone's ears.

Especially in Jiang Heng's ears, he looked at Jiang Heng, although his eyes were indifferent, with a hint of anger, but he was more curious, curious about what kind of accident this unexpected guy could bring.

Jiang Heng opened his mouth, and every word he said was criticism, against the criticism of the head Heng Song Zhenren:

"Heng Song, as the head of the house, aren't you ashamed?"

"Looking back on the past, what a majestic Qingyan Ancient School! What a status! The reputation has spread all over the countries! The heroes of all countries are vying to vote!"

"Even if he is decaying...... But he can still be revived again!"

The green bamboo stick swept over the outer disciples, inner disciples, and mentors who seemed to be angry but none of them dared to step forward:

"Look at these miscellaneous fish now, all of them are roe deer-headed rats! Can they take on the heavy task of reviving Qingyan, can they restore the status of the protector of the state court again?"

"Protector of the Throne, do you think it's just a title?"

He straightened his waist and shouted loudly at Heng Song and the others on the high platform, at all the disciples and mentors inside and outside:

"This is the glory of our ancestors for many years!"

"It's a brainchild!"

"It should not be history, but the present, and it should be the future!"

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It's just that after the shout, there was a helpless sigh, as the end: "Look what you have made the Qingyan Sect look like now!"

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That sigh pierced Heng Song Zhenren's vital point like a sharp sword.

Maybe he didn't think about this, he didn't think about reviving the past glory of the Qingyan Ancient School.

But the hardships of the road ahead are not something he can do on his own.

At this moment, when the underlying pain in his heart was revealed by this young man, he was no longer angry, but a kind of impatience.

It's just that no one can see this, only he knows what he needs to do at this moment!

The burning heat behind those cold eyes is something that only those who know can understand.

And that person who knows is Jiang Heng in the audience, and Jiang Liu'er, the seven or eight-year-old child next to him......

After that flash of mental exchange.

He jumped and jumped down from the high platform, and his figure fell onto the platform, standing face to face with Jiang Heng.

It is like two stone statues standing between heaven and earth, but the onlookers know what kind of shock these two stone statues will bring, and what kind of wind and waves will be caused by this Qingyan Mountain Range, which has been immersed in the sky for eleven years!

"Main ......"

He spoke, but hesitated, and then spoke again: "Let's have a fight, if you can still stand within ten moves......"

Jiang Heng didn't expect Heng Song Zhenren to use this way to solve the situation in front of him, but he had to say that this was the easiest way:

"What if you could stand?"

Heng Song Zhenren said in a firm tone: "You are the deputy head of the Qingyan Ancient Sect in the true sense, and the entire Qingyan Mountain Range is all obeying your orders except for me!"

"Credentials?"

"I hereby swear to heaven and earth!"

Heng Song Zhenren's finger was raised, and a golden light rushed into the sky.

It was a high cultivator who made a vow for practitioners to protect them with life and death.

After the oath spread into a firework in the sky and began to take effect, Heng Song Zhenren spoke again, pointed to Jiang Heng's hand to accept the ring, and said in a cold voice:

"If you lose, hand over the Qingyan Order! It shouldn't fall into the hands of unqualified people!"