"Kneel or die!"

Jiang Chen said with a cold face.

His voice was cold and sonorous, and every word seemed to be a sharp sword blade rushing towards Yun Haoran.

The breath of death enveloped Yun Haoran in it, and the cold metal coming from the Qingfeng Sword made Yun Haoran feel that he was close to death, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Under the altar, there was an uproar.

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring at the two people on the altar with incredible faces, and some couldn't believe what was happening in front of them!

Yun Haoran, the envoy of the dignified Holy Martial Sword Sect and the supreme powerhouse of the True Martial Realm, was actually defeated by Jiang Chen?

"I've also seen some geniuses in the Magnolia Mansion, and they're able to fight beyond the ranks. But...... I've never heard of a martial artist with a martial arts realm being able to leapfrog and defeat a true martial realm, it's a miracle!"

"I didn't expect that my Yandu City could give birth to such a genius, God bless my Yandu City!"

"The Jiang family gave up such a genius for a Jiang Ziyou, it is really a group of stupid fools......" Sima Tao sighed, which resonated with everyone.

Everyone looked at Jiang Tai and Jiang Ziyou, all of them shaking their heads and sighing, or showing disdain......

The sound of everyone's discussion echoed in his ears, which made the faces of Jiang Tai's father and daughter difficult to see the extreme.

Jiang Tai clenched his fists, his shoulders trembled slightly, his eyes flashed with strong shock, and he said to himself in disbelief: "How can this be? He is obviously a waste, how can he become so powerful? Impossible, this must be an illusion, it must be ......"

It's just that everything in front of him is so real, like a palm slamming into his face, reminding him that all this is true.

Jiang Ziyou looked up at the young figure on the altar, her eyes gradually lost focus, and were occupied by a thick confusion.

She couldn't believe how that waste, who had never been taken into account by herself, had become so powerful. Even, the current Jiang Chen is so powerful that she can only look up.

She could feel the disdain and mockery in the eyes of everyone around her as they looked at her.

It was like an invisible slap on her face.

Hurt.

It hurts.

It hurts a lot!

Jiang Ziyou looked up at Jiang Chen with difficulty, she only felt a trance in front of her, as if the waste that had never been put in her eyes had turned into a towering mountain, which was insurmountable.

A heavy feeling of depression blocked her heart, and she was a little out of breath.

She bit her lip tightly, even if it had been bitten and bleeding out.

Bai Ling on the side put away his shocked thoughts, and when he heard everyone's voices, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Ziyou, the corners of his mouth raised, and he sneered with a touch of disdain: "Although you can be selected by Senior Brother Lan Haochen, you must have your own uniqueness." But judging from the fact that you used Jiang Chen to abandon him, your vision and your character are really not very good!"

"You ......"

Jiang Ziyou's face was extremely ugly, and he glared at Bai Ling angrily.

Bai Ling snorted disdainfully, clasped his hands in front of the towering twin peaks, squinted his eyes, and looked in the direction of the altar.

............

"Defeated, I was defeated?"

"How is this possible? I'm a genius of the True Martial Realm, how could I lose to this waste? All this must be an illusion...... But why is this illusion so real? They are all saying I lost? Is it ...... Did I really lose?"

"I—I'm really losing, losing to this piece of shit?"

After a moment of distraction, Yun Haoran finally regained his senses, and raised his head to look at Jiang Chen with difficulty, Yun Haoran's voice was trembling: "No, I didn't expect that I would lose in the hands of you waste......"

"I'm a waste, then what are you, my subordinate, what are they?" Jiang Chen glanced at him with disdain, and said lightly, "Less nonsense, in the end, I chose to kneel, kowtow to me to make amends, and beg for my forgiveness." Let me solve your dog's life with a sword, make a decision!"

"Bold Jiang Chen, I am a disciple of the Holy Martial Sword Sect, a person of the highest people, high up, how dare you ......"

Yun Haoran struggled to get up, but as soon as he moved, a palm fell on his face.

Smack-

A hot pain began to spread from his face all over his body, Yun Haoran's body trembled suddenly, his eyes widened and stared at Jiang Chen, his eyes flashed with a thick color of disbelief, "You, you dare to hit me in the face?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

Jiang Chen sneered.

Yun Haoran was furious, and roared hysterically: "Bastard, you dare to slap me in the face, I will break your body to ......"

Before the last word 'break' was finished, it was interrupted by a crisp snapping sound.

Jiang Chen stepped on Yun Haoran's chest with one foot, stomped him on the ground, and his palm turned into a series of afterimages, constantly slapping his face.

Left slap!

Right slap!

Left and right fan......

Jiang Chen hit until his hands were numb, and then he stopped.

At this moment, Yun Haoran's whole face was swollen like a pig's head, his mouth full of steel teeth was shattered, and blood flowed down his mouth and nose uncontrollably.

What a tragic word!

"Are you still calling?" Jiang Chen said.

"You, you're dead......" Yun Haoran slurred.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another snap......

After more than three hundred slaps, Jiang Chen stopped, shook his hand, looked down at Yun Haoran, who had no love, and spitted: "it, the most annoying thing is that you are a cheap bone, and if you don't fight, you won't be honest." You have to force me to be rude, and I have to beat you up until I'm cool before I can talk to people obediently, right?"

Jiang Chen raised his foot suddenly, fell suddenly, kicked Yun Haoran to the ground with one kick, and stomped on his broken shoulder wound, blood splattered.

The wound on the broken arm had been stopped bleeding by Yun Haoran, but at this moment, the wound was torn, and the blood was flowing everywhere, and he was confined in pain, screaming again and again: "Stop, stop...... I don't dare, let me go, please let me go......"

Jiang Chen didn't bear it at all, and said indifferently: "It turns out that you will also be in pain, and you will also beg for mercy! Then it seems that you, a person who is a high-ranking person, are no different from me, the waste in your eyes!"

"Jiang, Jiang Chen, let me go, as long as you let me go, all the grievances between you and me will be written off. And, and I also promised to return Jiang Ziyou's Saint Martial Order to you, so that you can become a disciple of the Sword Sect, how about it?" Yun Haoran raised his pig-headed face, squeezed out an ugly wry smile on his pale face, and compromised.

Jiang Chen's strong strength, as well as the crisp and neat hundreds of slaps, made him feel desperate and threatened with death.

Face and life!

Yun Haoran wisely chose the latter!

Jiang Chen leaned over slightly, squinted at Yun Haoran, and said lightly: "A write-off? and let me become a disciple of the Holy Martial Sword Sect? What a tempting condition!"

"That's right, how many people dream of wanting to join the Holy Martial Sword Sect, as long as you let me go, I guarantee that you will be able to enter the Sword Sect, and ......" Yun Haoran said with a happy face, "There are many factions within the Sword Sect, and if the newcomer has no backer, he will be exploited and oppressed. As long as you let me go, when you come to the Sword Sect in the future, you will naturally have this seat to protect you and keep you safe!"

Hearing that Yun Haoran actually wanted to return the Holy Martial Order to Jiang Chen in order to save his life, and took him to the Holy Martial Sword Sect.

This made everyone under the altar frightened.

Jiang Ziyou was shocked, revealing a look of disbelief, her face instantly turned pale, her facial features were distorted, with strong resentment and anger, and she roared hysterically: "The Holy Martial Order is mine, and no one can snatch it." ”

"Shut up!"

Yun Haoran glared at Jiang Ziyou fiercely, and said in a low voice, "With Senior Brother Lan here, even if you don't have a Holy Martial Order, you can become a disciple of the Sword Sect, what are you anxious about?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ziyou quieted down, but there was still a deep sense of humiliation and unwillingness in her eyes.

Looking at Jiang Chen's gaze, it became more and more vicious, with an extremely cold killing intent, eager to break Jiang Chen's body into ten thousand pieces.

"If you say that, I'm a little moved!"

Jiang Chen glanced at Jiang Ziyou with interest, the corners of his mouth raised, and said, "I can let you go, but I have to add one more condition." ”

"What conditions? You said, as long as you are willing to let me go, I will definitely meet you!" Yun Haoran replied.

Jiang Chen pointed at Jiang Ziyou: "As long as you take action to abolish this femme fatale woman's cultivation and deprive her of her qualifications to go to the Holy Martial Sword Sect, I will let you go." Otherwise, the sword in my hand will pierce your heart!" As he spoke, the tip of the sword in Jiang Chen's hand was already against Yun Haoran's heart.

"This, this ......"

Yun Haoran suddenly looked embarrassed, and said worriedly, "Jiang Ziyou is the person who Senior Brother Lan named and wants to bring back, if I, if I can't take her back, Senior Brother Lan will take my life......"

"So you're afraid of that Senior Brother Lan, but you're not afraid of me?" Jiang Chen sneered.

"No, it's not like this......" Yun Haoran gritted his teeth and hesitated.

Damn it!

No matter how strong Senior Brother Lan is, he can't save me!

As soon as he thought of this, Yun Haoran showed a trace of ruthlessness on his face, and slapped Jiang Ziyou with a palm: "Jiang Ziyou, in order to save my life, I can only stand with you." ”

He is preparing to abolish Jiang Ziyou's cultivation!

However......

Just as his sharp palm was about to abolish Jiang Ziyou, a faint blue light suddenly erupted from Jiang Ziyou's body. Turning into a pillar of light that reached the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, as if with a divine aura, a blue figure slowly condensed in the sky.

And then there was the voice that was indifferently like a god's command, which exploded in everyone's ears......

"Jiang Ziyou is the person who is protected by this seat, you tried in vain to harm her life, and this seat will give you a capital crime!"