Chapter 80: The Fault of the Son Who Doesn't Learn from the Teacher
A figure from the North Point hurried over.
This person was originally in the city to discuss matters, how did he hear that Huang Chun smiled when he met Wei Xin and other four people in the city, and he naturally knew the apprentice's ability to be a master, not to mention who killed them, he would definitely be able to get out of the way, after hearing that Huang Chun killed someone in the city, he didn't pay attention to it at all, just one or two small people, and if he died, he would die, but in the future, he would give some money and let Zhongyan face go by, and when he heard that Huang Chun was facing Jinyiwei, this old guy's skin and flesh trembled.
Others didn't know, as a high-ranking person on the mountain, and he didn't know how many battles he had experienced, he deeply understood the strength of Jinyiwei, so he hurriedly rushed over.
Just arrived, the old guy saw such a scene, Huang Chun was relieved by the brocade guard and knelt on the ground, what did the kid with the iron sword want to do, was he joking?
When he killed the monk on the hill in the street, did he not want to live?
This person's surname is Bu Mingxing, he is the number one elder of the Wind Roar Valley, and he is also Huang Chun's protector, he roared lowly, raised his hand and shot out a strong wind, this wind sword roared, and the power of the Grandmaster Realm was enough to crush the young man into meat powder.
Jing Ming raised his head and hesitated slightly.
Seeing the old gang who came in a hurry.
Seeing the wisp of the wind sword that wanted to put it to death.
A sneer appeared on the young man's face, is the monk on the mountain amazing, if this old man can talk about it as soon as he comes up, maybe the young man will hesitate to weigh it, but he comes up is a killing move, then he is still talking about a fart, at this time the young man noticed Li Yubai's eyes, this guy is also a master of leisure, enough to block Bu Xing's wisp of wind sword.
Jing Ming's legs are spread apart and he is in a good posture, this time he is serious, he must kill this guy who despises the law of Zhongyan under the sword, and he will be cut off when the sword is raised.
Bu Xing's wind sword arrived early, and at this time, he glared at Li Yubai who had already taken a step and shouted: "You dare?"
Li Yubai went down the mountain and entered the battlefield, following the great general Jing Chen for so long, there was nothing to dare to, besides, he still had the innate arrogance of Qingshan Sword Cultivation, and the sword flicked and made a clanging sound, and the wind sword suddenly dissipated.
The old guy is going to blow up.
Huang Chun is his beloved apprentice, he was beaten off by Zhongyan and knelt on the ground, it was a slap, at this time Li Yubai dared to block his wind sword and another slap, that bastard stinky boy dared to rob in front of so many people, and he still wanted to cut Huang Chun in front of him It was another loud slap.
Three slaps came down, and the anger in Bu Xing's chest almost ignited his hair.
"You're all going to die for me..."
With this old man as the center, a circle of wind nets was stirred, and these nets surged around like a tsunami, and Li Yubai's eyes provoked a low roar: "Shield array...."
Jin Yiwei acted as soon as possible, the formation spread out to take Jing Ming in, the angry old man was too angry with this little bastard who slapped him three times in a row, Jing Ming was in the eye of the storm at this moment, where could Jin Yiwei rush in, Jing Ming looked back and ordered: "Dun Cheng... Captive. ”
The Jinyi guards never dragged mud and water when they carried out the order, and in an instant, all the Jinyi guards gathered together to form a huge shield array, and the strong wind cut on it and made a clanging sound, like a drum.
Tian Wei poured a sip of wine: "Mom", and hurriedly found a low wall to squat.
Don't look at the well-dressed Wei Xin, who is clean and doesn't look good, he can't take care of his image at this time, he caught a glimpse of a kennel in the corner of the wall, and rushed over to drive the dog out and hide inside.
Zhao Ping is the most chic, from the time the old guy Bu Xing appeared, he quietly retreated.
Li Yubai is from the Qingshan Laoshan lineage, and he is good at cultivating qi and internal strength, and he is the most long, and it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to prevent such a large-scale attack.
His sword blooms like a flower, and he can't swing it, forming a wall of sword qi, and when the strong wind blows, the sword wall shakes slightly, and it can be regarded as resisting.
Zhongyan's houses are mostly made of civil structures, where can they withstand such a violent wind, and within ten meters of the time square, except for the little place where Li Yubai blocked it, all the others were razed to the ground.
Those men who hid in the house to watch the play regretted that they didn't hide far enough.
Jing Ming was restrained by the wind net, like a mad lion, regardless of his own injuries, he kept slashing with his sword, but he was shocked back by the wind net many times.
"Hey, hey.... At this time, Huang Chun picked up the confidence he should have again, and said with a sneer: "The mountain is the mountain, you are just ants..."
The eighteen points in Jing Ming's body were heated together, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he stabbed out with the sword in his hand, only to see the sound of "squeak", the seemingly impossible wind wall was indeed broken, Huang Chun's eyes widened, he couldn't figure out if this kid was evil, he was able to break the shackles of the master, fortunately, he was not slow to react, and avoided the key point in time, Jing Ming's sword only pierced into the shoulder, even so, it hurt and he shouted: "Master save me." ”
Bu Xing's big move shocked Fengtian, he thought that Sihai was convinced, but he didn't want to hear Huang Chun's voice, thinking that Li Yubai was going to kill him, and shouted inside: "Apprentice, don't panic, Li Yubai, you dare?"
Li Yubai stood in front of the building, his eyes were confused, I didn't do anything.
Seeing that it was Jing Ming at this moment, the old guy's eyes rolled angrily, and he roared: "Little bastard, do you want to die so much?"
As he spoke, he pointed out a finger, which was the famous fingertip wind roar in the Wind Roar Valley, and I saw a thin pole appear under his finger, and when it popped out, it swayed up and down like a swimming fish, and the air burst along the way.
Jing Ming's face was gloomy, and he wanted to pull the sword back with all the force in his hand, but he didn't think that it was indeed stuck by the wind wall, so he let go of his hands and raised his fist to defend, probably because he felt that he couldn't stop the old guy's full strength under the madness, so he simply gave up, held the sword again, and stabbed Huang Chun to death for the funeral.
Before he died, the boy thought so much.
And so much more.
He undoubtedly didn't have the time, and as soon as his hand was on the hilt of his sword, the Wind Roar Finger was in front of him.
Just when the boy thought he was dead, a miracle happened, the terrifying wind roar finger hovered at a distance of a fingernail on the young man's forehead, and something strange happened, Bu Xing's martial art 'Wind Howling World' was indeed backwards at this moment, and it began to roll backwards towards himself from all sides and finally bound him firmly.
On the corner stood a well-dressed scholar.
Yu Jingyang, the first assistant of the Zhongyan Dynasty, a master of the Flying Ascension Realm, borrowed the sword of the real person sword to kill the existence of Kunpeng, the great protector of the Immortal Island, and he finally came.
"Yu Jingyang, do you want to die?" Bu Xing shouted angrily, after struggling left and right, this person was not too stupid, sobered up, this was a not very common Flying Ascension Stage Great Cultivator in front of him, even if the Gu Master saw him, he had to be polite, and quickly changed his words: "Mr. Yu, what do you mean by this?"
The reader's face was gloomy, and it was really terrifying.
He walked slowly towards Jing Ming, when he stepped on the ruins of this roof tiles, his expression became more and more gloomy, when the brocade guards retreated to the shield array, Huang Chun had already stood up, and when he saw Yu Jingyang at this time, he couldn't help but tremble when he was so proud that he couldn't hold it anymore, and he knelt directly on the ground.
Yu Jingyang walked up to him and said, "If you don't learn, your master's fault, your master's fault today is ten times that of yours." ”
Bu Xing, who was bound by his own Dao wind, flew in front of Yu Jingyang, this person is an old Jianghu in the end, and he is not in chaos, and said: "Yu Jingyang, what do you want to do, I am the great elder of the Wind Roar Valley, and I am here today to discuss with you Zhongyan about the enrollment of students, is this your Zhongyan hospitality?"
At this moment, the street, which was not very lively just now, has many more figures at this moment.
Tian Wei and Wei Xin, who were hiding under the low wall and in the kennel, came out, and each of them stood his own protectors, these men were pure and refined, and the women were extremely dusty, and they could be seen at a glance that they were all monks on the mountain, and they were all standing in their respective camps, and they were all secretly arranged in this Yandu City by taking the opportunity of Fengtian Qing's arrogance.
They all looked at Yu Jingyang.
I really want to know what this Confucian Zhongyan State Shoufu will do with Bu Xing in the Wind Roar Valley.
Yu Jingyang's face did not change, and said: "According to the Zhongyan order, what should the criminal do when he sees Shangguan?"
Jing Ming stood on Bu Xing's left side with his sword and said, "Kneel...."
Bu Xing shouted: "I am the Great Elder of the Wind Roar Valley, and I am your honored guest of Zhongyan. ”
Li Yubai didn't care which valley he grew in, he kicked unceremoniously in the crook of his knee, no wonder he was arrogant, his body staggered and did not fall, he was already unkind, naturally he would be polite, another kick, at this time, the noble elder couldn't bear it, and the two knees knelt in front of Yu Jingyang, and their shoulders were held down by Li Yubai.
Yu Jingyang said: "According to the Zhongyan Order, what punishment should the bad guys be under if they destroy people's houses in the market?"
Jing Ming said: "If the circumstances are heinous, they should be arrested and imprisoned and wait for the punishment department." ”
How could Bu Xing enter Zhongyan's prison, he immediately struggled strongly, but he couldn't break free from Li Yubai's shackles, his eyes were red and his face was hideous, and he roared: "You dare, Yu Jingyang, aren't you afraid that I will seek revenge in the past?"
A few more figures fell on the street, and the martial arts on the mountain gathered more and more.
Yu Jingyang asked again: "According to the Zhongyan Order, what punishment should a person who kills someone in the downtown area be punished?" ”
Bu Xing finally changed color, guessing that Yu Jingyang didn't want him to be put in prison to lose face, but to kill him, and Lise scolded the young man: "Little bastard, don't think that if you are Jingchen's son, I won't dare to kill you." ”
Jing Ming's face remained unchanged, and he said, "Cut it!"
At this moment, not only Bu Xing panicked, but even the monks on the mountain who were watching were surprised, Yu Jingyang really wanted to kill Bu Xing, did he dare? Tian Wei took another sip of wine, and said to himself: "Awesome, these two are kind." ”
Yu Jingyang glanced at the sky, the originally gloomy sky was bright again, and when he was low, his face was solemn, and he said: "If you don't learn, the teacher's fault, the fault of Bu Xing, the murder of Bu Xing in the downtown of Huangchun, the destruction of the market and the killing of many people, the circumstances are bad, and the punishment should be executed." ”
He paused and said, "Where is the Lord of the Brocade Guard?"
Jing Mingjian stomped heavily on the ground and said, "The Lord of the Brocade Guard will be Jing Ming." ”
Yu Jingyang said, "Chop...."
Jing Ming's sword was raised high above his head, and the sun shone on the swarthy sword, but at this moment it was shining with a strange sharp luster, no matter what kind of arrogant neck he had under this sword, he would die.
The monks on the mountain didn't dare to breathe, did they really dare?
Bu Xing was trembling, still yelling.
At this time, a person who looked like a eunuch arrived and said in a loud voice: "Lord Shoufu, the emperor has an order...."
Jing Ming's hand was raised high, and it fell in an instant, only to see the blood light fly up and down, and the head gurgled and rolled down, and Bu Xing finally whimpered: "Spare your life...."
He's dead!