Everyone's eyes turned their heads at the same time, only to see a young man dressed in white brocade and a rough appearance walking out of the crowd, his body was burly, his rough face revealed a sense of majesty, carrying a scarlet broadsword, the whole person looked extremely fierce, he stared at Yuan Zhong with a pair of tiger eyes, bursting out with a wisp of killing intent.

Yuan Zhong stared at the burly young man with a big sword in his hand, and sneered: "According to what do you mean that my eldest brother is what your Holy Sword Peak disciple said he could kill?" Or did you instruct this disciple to sneak attack my eldest brother?", today's Yuan Chong has already washed away his past timidity, although he noticed the extraordinaryness of the young man in front of him, but Yuan Zhong did not have the slightest heart of retreat, his respect for Lu Jiang has long surpassed gratitude, if there is no Lu Jiang, there would be no Yuan Zhong today.

The rough young man glanced at Yuan Zhong coldly, and his gaze fell on Lu Jiang, who was covered in blood, and sneered: "If six years ago, maybe I might not be able to defeat him, but now, if I want to kill him, I need someone to sneak attack?"

Many disciples looked at this rude young man in astonishment, if there was no battle in Fang City, I am afraid that most of the young disciples of the Heavenly Fortune Sect would dare to say this, but after the battle in Fang City, there were only a handful of people who dared to say such things.

Soon, someone recognized the rough young man and couldn't help but exclaim: "He... He is Meng Yi of the Holy Sword Peak. Known as the Heavenly Fortune Sect, the strongest person of the young generation. ”

"It's Senior Brother Meng Yimeng, no wonder he dares to say such a thing to Senior Brother Lu. ”

"If it is Meng Yi, perhaps, as he said, it is easy to kill Lu Jiang. ”

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Many disciples not only discussed, but Yuan Chong's face became solemn when he heard this, this Meng Yi's murderous reputation has long been out of fame, six years ago he claimed to be invincible in the young generation of Tianyun Sect, it can be seen that his strength is fierce, although Yuan Chong has stepped into the middle stage of the Melting Weapon Realm, but against such a master, he has no certainty, even if it is so, Yuan Chong will not retreat half a step, he said coldly: "If it wasn't for your instructions, why didn't you stop him when he did it before?" Although he has become a master of the Melting Weapon Realm and a leader of the younger generation of the Heavenly Fortune Sect, the experience of Broken Moon City has already made a ruthless mark in his soul, and in the face of the strong, Yuan Chong instinctively is a little afraid.

"Why should I stop it?" Meng Yi sneered, he didn't allow Yuan Chong to say more, and said indifferently: "Behead my Holy Sword Peak disciple, the crime deserves death, for the sake of the Berserk King, bow three times and bow to my Holy Sword Peak disciple to apologize." The words are plain, but it is incumbent on them and cannot be violated.

"Three knocks and nine bows?" Yuan Zhong laughed angrily, if he really knelt down today, what kind of face would he have Zaijian Crazy Battle King? How to gain a foothold in the Heavenly Fortune Sect? But because of Meng Yi's strength, Yuan Zhong said: "He is at fault first, why am I wrong..."

"Kneel!!" Meng Yi's eyes opened and closed, and he screamed, and he bloomed with great power, forming a surging liliang enveloping Yuan Chong, and forcibly made Yuan Zhong kneel.

If Yuan Zhong was still the same as before, he must have knelt down at this time, but today, he is not the same as before, this is not based on strength, but he kneels, then it will definitely make his master the Berserk King become the laughing stock of Tianyun Sect, in Yuan Chong's heart, the Berserker King is the same as Lu Jiang, he is regarded as the most respected two people, he would rather die than let the Berserker King become a laughing stock.

Clenching his teeth, the majestic liliang weighed on Yuan Zhong's body trembled, his eyes stared at Meng Yi deadly, and suddenly he screamed, and the big sword in his hand buzzed and vibrate, turning into a ray of light and blasting towards Meng Yi.

"Insect carving skills. Meng Yi sneered, as if he was watching a clown, when the big sword attacked, he swung his right hand violently, and a powerful blade instantly blasted the big sword away, and the power exuded by Meng Yi's body was even stronger, and the pressure of Yuan Zhong trembled, and even, the sound of bone dislocation came out.

Yuan Zhong didn't expect his blow to be so easily defused by Meng Yi, which also made Yuan Chong see the gap between the two clearly, and felt desperate, if he wanted him to kneel, he was extremely unwilling, thinking back to the good Shizun to himself for more than a year, Yuan Chong clenched his fists and resisted Meng Yi's might, at this time, he just wanted Shizun to be able to come forward, otherwise, he didn't know how long he could hold on.

Yuan Zhong didn't know that on the Furious Battle Peak, the Berserk Battle King was holding his hands behind his back, looking at the place where Lu Jiang lived, his expression was flat, as if he was blind to the humiliation that Yuan Chong was facing at this time.

"Kneel down for me!" Seeing that Yuan Chong resisted to the death, Meng Yi shouted fiercely, only to hear a sound above Yuan Chong, Yuan Chong only felt that there was a big mountain pressing on his heart, the qi and blood in his body were boiling, and he resisted with the strength of his whole body, and his knees made a sound of bone dislocation, zuihou, Yuan Zhong had to kneel on one knee, he took out a spirit sword and stuck it on the ground, supporting his body and kneeling incompletely.

When Yuan Zhong resisted Meng Yi's coercion, Lu Jiang, who was immersed in the Dao pattern of decay, actually appeared a faint whirlpool in the spiritual sea, and the pan force in the spiritual sea poured into the body along the meridians, and the thousands of fragments and pan power that the Panyuan bead shattered poured into Lu Jiang's body, and under the fragments of the Panyuan bead, Lu Jiang's body underwent silent changes.

No one knew what extent Lu Jiang's perception of the Decaying Dao Pattern had reached at this time, and even he himself didn't know that Lu Jiang's thoughts that were immersed in the Dao Pattern extended with the derivation of the Decaying Dao Pattern.

At the same time, Yuan Chong, who was kneeling on one knee, was already at the end of the strong crossbow, his heart was full of anger and unwillingness, and he was a little sad, he didn't know why Shizun didn't come to save him, in this year or so, Yuan Chong's experience has changed dramatically, so that he is extremely dependent on the Berserker King, and this time, the Berserker King did not appear, which made the Yuan Chong full of loss.

"Perhaps, the master is to deal with important things. Yuan Zhong comforted himself, at this moment, he took a deep breath, his eyes burst into light, and said secretly: "If this is the case, then I can't let my master down, let alone disgrace my master." As he spoke, Yuan Chong stared at Meng Yi fiercely, his whole body shone brightly, and a strong battle intent erupted from his body.

"Blood Battle Body!" Yuan shouted heavily, his whole body bloomed with a pale red light, and with the surging battle intent erupted, he actually forcibly stood up.

Seeing this, Meng Yi sneered and said: "If your senior brother Wang Zhan uses the body of bloody battle, he may be able to resist my coercion, as for you, now kneel down honestly for me." With Meng Yi's cold shout, the coercion that enveloped Yuan Zhong suddenly increased, and the struggling Yuan Zhong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the sound of bones breaking in his body sounded, and he knelt down on one knee again with his spirit sword.

When the disciples around saw the scene in front of them, they all sighed, they were worthy of Meng Yi, who had beaten the invincible opponents of the younger generation six years ago, but they could suppress the disciples of the Berserker King like this by coercion alone, which made many disciples frightened, but many disciples were also very puzzled, whether Meng Yi's move would offend the Berserk War King They were also uncertain, but what they could be sure of was that as long as Lu Jiang woke up, he would inevitably have a bad relationship with Meng Yi.

And judging from Meng Yi's words before, it should not be that he instructed the eighth generation disciple of the Holy Sword Peak to sneak attack Lu Jiang, if this is the case, then why did the disciple sneak attack Lu Jiang? Many disciples smelled a smell of conspiracy.

Furious Peak.

"Master, why don't you let the disciple stop it. A young man in blue appeared behind the Berserker King, his face full of anger.

"Why stop it?" said the Berserker King indifferently.

"Although Meng Yi's strength stopped in the Yunling Realm, he obtained that terrible thing, and with the strength of Senior Brother Yuanzhong, he couldn't resist his coercion at all. If the junior brother really knelt down, then what kind of face would I have in the Heavenly Fortune Sect?" the blue-clothed young man said in a deep voice.

"Face? If you can lose face and let Yuan Zhong grow, then what's the use of asking for this face? In Tianyun Sect, you can protect him for the teacher, but what about you out of the Tianyun Sect? Remember, Wang Zhan, for the teacher, can protect you for a while, but not for a lifetime. No one's cultivation path can be smooth sailing, and within the control of the teacher, why don't you let you experience more? Perhaps, only in this way can you gain a foothold in the Dao Source Realm. The Berserker King said with a long gaze.

Where Lu Jiang lives.

"Boy, how long can you resist? Are you waiting for the Berserker King to come? Today, even if the Berserker King is here, you have to bow three times and bow nine times!" Seeing Yuan Chong struggling to the death, Meng Yi snorted coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, a blade blasted towards Yuan Chong's right foot with a sonic boom, forcing Yuan Chong to kneel on both knees.

Just as Yuan Zhong was staring at Meng Yi fiercely, a bloody right hand suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Chong's right foot, resisting the blade, and then, a cold voice sounded: "Really?"