Firmament Continent, Qingyun Sect. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The miscellaneous disciple area of the Qingyun Sect, which has always been known for its garbage, filth, and smoky miasma, is now crowded with hundreds of people.

Looking at what they were wearing, they were all disguised as miscellaneous disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

They stood in front of a dilapidated hut and looked at the rotten and closed wooden door, their eyes welling up with excitement.

"Don't rob me! Jiang Lu's contribution point today must be mine!"

"You are a garbage second-grade mystery, you dare to point fingers at Lao Tzu, get out of here!"

In a riot and screams, the second-grade Xuantu, who was the first to shout, became the punching bag of many people and was directly kicked out of the field.

A fierce young man, who was five big and three thick, stepped forward, looked around at the people around him, and said in a cold voice:

"The 1 contribution point on Jiang Lu is Lao Tzu, if anyone dares to fight with me, then don't blame me for being unkind!"

Seeing this person, the scene, which was originally extremely noisy, suddenly quieted down.

Even those miscellaneous disciples who had the cultivation of the sixth-grade Xuantu also showed jealousy in their eyes when they looked at the young man.

"Yang Wei!

What they are afraid of is not Yang Wei's strength, but the person standing behind Yang Wei.

The top boss of the miscellaneous disciples, the miscellaneous steward, Yang Xufeng!

Seeing that everyone was silent and interested, Yang Wei nodded with satisfaction, and shouted at the dilapidated cabin, "Jiang Zhen, Lao Tzu has come to challenge you, don't pretend to be dead, hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu!"

Crunch~

The rotting wooden door, with a screeching sound, opened.

Out of it came a young man dressed in green clothes, with a delicate appearance and a particularly pale face.

The young man's eyes were blank, as if he were a soulless walking corpse.

Seeing this scene, many people secretly sighed, showing some sympathy for the young man in Tsing Yi.

"It's really pitiful that the descendants of the three elders of the hall have become miscellaneous disciples and are bullied every day!"

"Speaking of which, since the mysterious disappearance of Great Elder Jiang Qianlong, Jiang Qianlong's status has plummeted, until not long ago, he was seriously injured, his meridians were all gone, and he was demoted from an inner disciple to a miscellaneous disciple. ”

"Even if you are demoted to a miscellaneous disciple, every five days, you have to endure this one-sided battle......"

"That can't be helped, this is the rule of our Qingyun Sect. If you want to obtain the Martial Arts, weapons, and even specific elder teachings, you need a lot of contribution points. And this competition every five days is the best time to earn contribution points. ”

"That's what I said, but Jiang Lu's meridians are all in ruins, and defeating him is only 1 contribution point, I don't understand why so many people come to challenge him!"

"For this god who once stood in the clouds and was out of reach, now that he has landed in the clouds, how can they not go up and kick two feet to repay the admiration of these years. Not to mention, he used to be Ye Qingling's fiancé. For this alone, there are not a few disciples who want to kill him!"

“......”

Jiang Lu raised his eyes and looked at the familiar figure in front of him, his eyes flashing with cold murderous intent.

In the past year or so, most of his injuries have been due to the people in front of him.

The hatred and hatred of this person has reached a peak.

"Tsk, I see you're recovering pretty well. It should allow me to move my muscles a little, speaking of which, if you lose two more times, it will be a waste of losing a hundred games in a row, and according to the rules of the sect, you will be swept out of the Qingyun Sect. Yang Wei laughed and sneered.

Jiang Yan's pupils suddenly froze, and his face was cold: "Is it Lu Wenxuan who asked you to suppress me all the time?"

"Hehe, Xuan Shao has been busy dating Miss Ye Qingling recently, how can he have time to think about dealing with you garbage?

Looking at the disgusting flattering face, Jiang Lu only felt cold all over, and the future was dark!

He wasn't from the Firmament Continent.

But because of an accident, his soul pierced the dying Jiang Lu and became his continuation in this world.

Become a glorious miscellaneous disciple within the ninth-rate force 'Qingyun Sect'.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect are divided into four classes: true disciples, inner disciples, outer disciples, and miscellaneous disciples.

And the miscellaneous disciples, called disciples, are actually servants, and they are the most rubbish and bottom-ranked existence among the disciples.

In fact, the 'life' Jiang Lu is not so miserable.

On the contrary, the previous 'Jiang Lu' had been the object of envy and envy of countless Qingyun Sect disciples.

Jiang Qianlong, one of the three elders, is his grandfather, the first beautiful disciple of the outer gate, and his fiancée. He has excellent talent and hopes to step into the realm of Xuanwang within a hundred years!

However, all of this quickly dissipated like a bubble after Jiang Qianlong mysteriously disappeared and Jiang Lu was blackmailed and the Qihai Dantian was abolished.

Jiang Lu went from a high-ranking inner disciple to the lowest miscellaneous disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

His fiancée abandoned him, the elders despised and disgusted him, and even the disciples who had seen him sneering at him changed their colors of arrogance and disdain.

Even those lowest-level miscellaneous disciples were ashamed to be with him. He was also dragged out and beaten from time to time.

And because of the challenge to the door rules, he, a waste with a broken sea of qi, has become Tang Seng meat in the eyes of all the miscellaneous disciples, and everyone wants to come up and take a bite.

So, there is this picture in front of you.

"Hey, no more nonsense. Lie down for me!" Yang Wei sneered, and the lightning punch came out, a big fist, hitting Jiang Lu on the left cheek.

There was a roar in his mind, and blood flowed from the corner of Jiang Lu's mouth.

However, this is just the beginning.

Looking at the bleeding Jiang Lu, Yang Wei seemed to be even more excited, punching and kicking, mercilessly.

The sea of Jiang Qi is shattered, and it cannot gather the aura of heaven and earth.

But after all, he had cultivated, and his physical body was much stronger than that of ordinary Xuan disciples.

Even so, it couldn't stand Yang Wei's crazy attack like a drug.

In addition, Jiang Wei was already injured, and within a few rounds, he was completely suppressed by Yang Wei.

Bang!

Yang Wei kicked on Jiang Zhi's calf bone, and Jiang's leg bone was slightly bent, making a 'click' crisp sound.

When Jiang Lu got up again, his leg bones could not stand upright, and his steps were staggering.

Apparently the leg bone was bruised!

"Come again!" Jiang Wei did not flinch, looked at Yang Wei indifferently, and rushed out with a low snort.

"Bang!"

"Come again!"

"Bang!"

“......”

Seeing the tenacity shown by Jiang Lu, everyone on the field fell silent.

Some people even looked moved, frowned, and said, "What is he holding onto? Doesn't he know that if he continues like this, he will be beaten to death?"

If it were someone else, seeing this scene, he might have stopped and left.

But it was Yang Wei who shot this time, and it was Lu Wenxuan's doglegs.

In order to curry favor with Lu Wenxuan, he could even kill Jiang Xuan, let alone the current situation.

"Hehe, I want to see if your bones are hard, or Lao Tzu's fists are hard!"

Yang Wei sneered and didn't fall, and smashed his big fist on Jiang Yan's chest, lower abdomen, and cheeks.

After a while, Jiang Lu's body was scarred, his gait faltered, and he couldn't even maintain a normal standing posture, his hands hung down weakly, and his body was like a puddle of mud.

But no matter how many injuries he suffered, no matter how shaky his body was, his feet were like rocks, nailed deep into the ground, and there was no intention of falling.

"Damn, still playing with Lao Tzu and insisting, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

As this sneer sounded, there was another dense attack, and Jiang Zhen was confused, his legs bent, and he almost wanted to kneel.

Seeing this, Yang Wei showed a smile on his face.

But the next moment, his smile froze slightly.

Jiang Lu supported the ground with his hands and did not let himself kneel.

"Even if you can defeat me, you can't defeat me!" Jiang Lu, whose face was covered in blood, smiled coldly.

"Huh!

Yang Wei smiled cruelly, there was no mercy in his eyes, his legs became windy, sharp as a whip, and he was whipped above Jiang's waist and eyes.

This kick contains all the power of Yang Wei's Xuantu's six products.

Burst out!

With a dense sound of bones, Jiang Zhikou spurted blood, his face was distorted, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, which flew in an instant, passed through the window, and smashed into his hut, arousing a damp and sour smell.

Jiang Lu's consciousness, after the last kick, also completely fainted!

Yang Wei glanced at Jiang Lu, who was lying motionless on the ground like a dead dog, and sneered: "Do you think you are still a high-ranking inner genius? Hehe, don't dream, you are now a miscellaneous disciple and a garbage." I won't kill you easily, I'll torture you to death slowly!"

After sneering, Yang Wei took his followers and walked away proudly!

The other people on the field, you look at me, I look at you, and when I saw that Jiang Lu was indeed unconscious, I couldn't help but sigh softly and left.

They didn't notice, and they didn't find out!

When blood gushes out of Jiang Lu's body, it soaks his whole body.

The stone bead hanging on Jiang Lu's chest suddenly shone after absorbing a large amount of blood.

At the same time, a crisp voice sounded in Jiang Lu's mind.

"Ding!"