Chapter One Hundred and Eight

A scolding determines the winner or loser

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The spinning green bamboo stick cut through the sky and formed an arc, repelling Chenghua's palm force, and it was a blow that hit Chenghua's palm.

The bones seemed to be cracked, who had such force?

forced Chenghua to retract his palm, and immediately after the emerald bamboo stick, an old blue and white robe jumped in front of Chenghua.

The green bamboo stick had already flown back into his hand, and the bamboo stick pointed to Chenghua, and shouted coldly:

"Sneak attack a junior!Is this the style of your Qingyan Ancient Sect elders?"

Chenghua raised his eyes and saw that Jiang Heng's figure had already fallen on the platform, and the murderous aura in his eyes was far stronger than the anger in his chest.

And even so, so what, he's just ......

"A Cripple ......"

Chenghua looked down on the cripple in front of him who only chose the martial arts realm, but was arrogant and ignorant.

At the end of the day, he didn't like such a lame guy in his bones and wanted to be on an equal footing with him.

Do you have a backstage?

Do you have any money?

Do you have any cultivation?

What do you want? With such a lame person, what qualifications do you have to stand there and accuse yourself of the mistakes of an elder of the Qingyan Ancient Sect.

Are you a fool when everyone in the room is stupid?

They can't see what's right and what's wrong?

But so what?

They know better than anyone else that right and wrong are above power, money, and status.

So, none of them intervened, not even a word!

"Don't you understand this?"

Chenghua angrily scolded Jiang Heng: "Little cripple, before I get rid of the killer, take these two little guys of yours and go back for me......."

At that moment, it was like a flood beast blasting open the door of the prison that locked him.

There was a roar between heaven and earth, the roar that had been suppressed for many years, and at that moment, it was like the heavens and the earth shook, and it was scolded, but this was just the ...... Is:

"Fuck you!"

Chenghua was stunned!

Everyone present was blindfolded!

Their eyes showed that they understood what this vulgar word meant! It's just that self-possessed practitioners would never say such a thing, because they felt that it was a lowly way and had no effect on the practitioner at all. He even seems to be extremely vulgar.......

It's just that Jiang Heng wants to take this vulgarity to the extreme at this moment, and after Chenghua was shocked, when his anger rose again: "You !!"

Jiang Heng jumped directly in front of Chenghua and continued to scold: "Grass, your uncle, old Zamao! Did you grow up drinking gutter oil? Have your brains grown crooked? Why can't you look down on Lao Tzu! What's wrong with Lao Tzu being lame? Cripple recruited you to provoke you! Did you occupy your mother, or dug up your ancestral grave! You fucking opened your mouth and closed your mouth to insult me with a cripple! What happened to Lao Tzu being a cripple? Your uncle's ...... I look like I'm sick and depressed, and I don't go to Lichun Courtyard in Qingyan City in private, right? A lustful slut has to pretend to be sanctimonious, do you pretend to look like it? Grass your uncle's ......"

Everyone present was stunned and completely went crazy.

"Get out! drive this lowly person out of the Qingyan Ancient Sect!"

The repulsion of the layers in unison came like a wave.

Even the Dao He Zhenren on the high platform didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, but he felt that Jiang Heng was scolding a little too much at the moment. Even Shidong Mountain and Heng Song Zhenren frowned.

But Jiang Heng was angry, and continued to maintain his appearance of wanting to scold people to the end.

"Cheap your uncle's yarn!"

Jiang Heng roared angrily, like a tiger roaring and a dragon's groan, instantly suppressing the reprimands of the audience.

With the green bamboo stick in his hand, he looked around at the disciples and mentors who were scolding him for being lowly, and shouted coldly: "Say that Lao Tzu is low! What the fuck are you! Lao Tzu is the head of the Qingyan Sect! What qualifications do you have to dare to say that I am a lame and lowly here!"

"Bastard, you dare to insult the old man with such dirty words!"

Chenghua went crazy, and made a heart-destroying fist towards Jiang Heng's back.

Even after many of the disciples inside and outside were scolded by Jiang Heng, the disciples and mentors who couldn't suppress their anger also stood up and wanted to jump onto the platform.

It's just that before they had time to jump up, they froze in place with Elder Chenghua, who flew out upside down.

With a muffled sound, Jiang Heng turned his head strangely, and the green bamboo stick in his hand swept away like a sharp sword.

The next moment, the heaven and earth were together, and the sun set in a round, and the two forces gathered together in an instant and hit Elder Chenghua's chest.

Hit by this unguarded and close sword strike, Elder Chenghua had no idea that Jiang Heng's instant burst of power would be comparable to any level of strength in the Zen Martial Realm.

And what I didn't expect was ......

What he did turned out to be lost for eleven years—

"Changhong Sunset!"

"It turned out to be the Changhong sunset that shook the Qingyan country when Ludang!"

The surprise of the elders on the high platform made everyone stunned.

Because they had all seen how powerful this move really was, and realized that even the elders were shocked and stunned, it was obviously not something they could handle!

"Remember it clearly for Lao Tzu!"

Jiang Heng withdrew the green bamboo stick and looked at the Chenghua elder who was seriously injured by a single move, and shouted: "Lao Tzu is the head of the Qingyan faction!"

As he spoke, he held a green bamboo stick and walked towards Yongde.

jumped up in one step and jumped onto the three-zhang long Fan Tie black rod.

Along the iron and black rod, he approached Elder Yongde, who couldn't get out of his body at all at this moment, and threw the green bamboo stick in his hand with a stick.

It was thrown into Elder Yongde's face, and the whole face instantly bloomed.

Yongde's whole person fell under the platform......

Jiang Liu'er restrained himself first, Jiang Heng hit him head-on like this, he couldn't dodge it at all, but he didn't expect that the force of that blow was beyond his estimated capacity.

In the state of blood on his face, his whole body fainted on the spot because of the rapid attack......

The disciples of the two elders of Chenghua and Yongde saw this.

They all jumped out of their positions and rushed to their respective masters.

First insulted the elders in such a vulgar way, and then injured two elders in a row!

Jiang Heng was like this, obviously angering the rebels of the Qingyan Ancient School.

Under that high platform, thousands of disciples inside and outside showed their weapons one after another at the instigation of their respective mentors.

The seat where Qi Shushu left gathered at the edge of the platform, surrounding Jiang Heng, Jiang Liuer and Duanmu on the platform.

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"How?"

Jiang Heng's eyes swept away, the green bamboo stick in his hand moved, and the cold light splashed: "Are you planning to compare with whom?"

"Come out!"

Jiang Heng held up the green bamboo stick and roared angrily......

The entire Qingyan Mountain Range began to tremble, as if a great catastrophe was about to befall them.

Looking into the distance –

The black pressure was filled with fear, accompanied by a piercing scream, and it was flying at great speed......