Immemorial Dragon Elephant Art

Jing Ping said, "This friend, we are the disciples of the Qingyun Sect. As the saying goes, we are all brothers in the four seas. Since we meet today, it is fate. Please accept these three blood ginseng with a smile."

Although extremely unwilling, Jing Ping knew that these people could not afford to offend at all. He took out three blood ginseng plants and handed them over to Zuo Haoyang, hoping to keep the other two plants.

Although the disciples of Butian Peak were angry, there was nothing they could do. They were not strong enough and could only be bullied by others.

"Snapped……".

Who knew that Zuo Haoyang raised his right hand and slapped Jing Ping's face fiercely.

Jing Ping's body moved out five or six meters, fell to the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood, half of his face was swollen, his head was even dizzy, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

"What? It's also worthy of being fitted with this young master? I said it was five blood ginseng lines. Hurry up and hand it over, otherwise, you will not be able to leave today."

The corner of Zuo Haoyang's mouth evoked a sinister smile.

"Big Brother".

Seeing Jing Ping being so humiliated, the disciples of Butian Peak quickly ran over and helped Jing Ping up. Seeing Jing Ping's miserable appearance, they clenched their fists tightly, incomparably senior.

"You are too much".

Qi Nanrong bit her lip and said.

The Heaven-Mending Peak that Qi Nanrong and Lin Feng joined together, although not very beautiful, but kind-hearted, and seeing Jing Ping being beaten like this, he couldn't help but feel angry.

"Excessive?".

The corner of Zuo Haoyang's mouth evoked a stern expression, "This is the secret realm of Thunder Sabre, where the weak eat the strong, and there is no strength. Even if you are killed, you can only blame yourself for your incompetence."

"Okay, let's give"!

Jingping said.

All gritted their teeth, full of humiliation.

But, even if you are humiliated like this, you have to endure it.

Because Zuo Haoyang wanted to kill these people in Butian Peak, it was really too easy.

"If you want to give it now, it's too late."

Zuo Haoyang's mouth curved into a sneer.

"What do you mean?". Jing Ping's expression changed.

"Five strains of blood ginseng, and then let those two chicks pay for the master for one night and spare your dog's life"!

Zuo Haoyang stretched out his hand and pointed to "Shi Weizhu" and "Zhen Ying".

These two are first-class beauties, and they were targeted by Zuo Haoyang.

The pretty faces of Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying suddenly turned pale as paper.

"It's too much. We would rather fight you to the death than give in."

Wang Hu roared, his face was contorted, his temper was originally a hot type, and he had already suppressed the anger in his heart, but now he heard that Zuo Haoyang asked Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying to compensate him for one night , where can you bear it?

"I don't know whether to live or die, those two great beauties don't move, and the rest will all be killed."

Zuo Haoyang commanded indifferently.

The conflict here has gathered a lot of people for a long time, but the onlookers are also looking at the conflict here indifferently. There are even disciples from other peaks of Qingyunzong in the crowd, but they see that the other party is a person from the "Wan Xianjiao" , no one dared to take action.

"Don't! Don't sacrifice everyone for us." Shi Weizhu said with a pale face.

Zhen Ying also had an expression of despair on her face. She looked at Zuo Haoyang and said with a trembling voice, "I hope your words will count."

Many people sighed, obviously Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying were afraid that they could not escape the poison.

Zuo Haoyang said with a wicked smile, "Don't worry, this young master always speaks the truth."

"Absolutely not".

Jing Ping and everyone shouted loudly, they stopped Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying.

"Shame on you, since this is the case, then there is no need for this young master to spare you from dying and do it."

Zuo Haoyang waved his hand.

"Yes".

The people of Wanxian Sect looked at the nine disciples of Butian Peak with grinning smiles.

"Senior brother, why is this necessary?" Shi Weizhu said with a pale face.

"If something like that happens, we'd rather die." Wang Hu gritted his teeth and said, "I will never live in humiliation."

The others also nodded heavily.

"If I'm really desperate, even if I kill myself, I won't choose to be humiliated," Shi Weizhu said, biting her pale lips.

"Me too," Zhen Ying said in a trembling voice.

"How can it be so easy to die?".

Zuo Haoyang sneered.

Looking at the nine Heaven Patching Peak disciples who had been completely driven to a dead end, those onlookers who had originally looked indifferent, couldn't help but feel a trace of pity at this moment.

But even if there is some pity on these people, no one dares to help these people in Bu Tianfeng.

That would offend Wanxian Sect.

Who would dare to offend a superpower like Wanxian Sect?

……………………

At this time, more than 20 monks from the Wanxian Sect were already besieging the nine people at Butian Peak.

Shi Weizhu and others have already embraced the heart of mortal death.

Seeing that the war was about to break out, an indifferent voice suddenly resounded in the mountains and forests.

"What a ten thousand immortal sect, really deceive me in the Qingyun Sect?".

Hearing this familiar voice, Shi Weizhu and the others showed maddened expressions on their faces.

Everyone looked into the distance and saw a handsome young man walking towards this side step by step.

"Junior Brother Lin"!

"Senior Brother Lin"!

…

Shi Weizhu, Jing Ping, etc., all looked at Lin Feng in surprise.

They know how tyrannical Lin Feng's strength is.

…

"This guy actually came."

Some disciples of Qingyun Sect saw Lin Feng coming, and their eyes lit up slightly.

Although there are some battles and conflicts within the Qingyun Sect, after coming out, the Qingyun Twelve Peaks will share the same hatred.

"A boy from the third level of King Wu's realm?".

"Could this guy come out to die?".

"The head won't be stupid, right? You dare to come out of the third level of King Wu's realm. Isn't this self-defeating?".

Many people sensed Lin Feng's strength, and immediately showed a disdainful expression.

In their opinion, Lin Feng is no different from courting death.

"What kind of cat or dog dares to jump up in front of this son, Qin Zheng, kill this boy for me." Zuo Haoyang laughed wickedly.

"Yes, Senior Brother Zuo".

A cultivator of the Wanxian Religion who was in the fifth stage of the Martial King Realm jumped out and came to Lin Feng with a grinning expression on his face, "Things that don't know whether to live or die dare to jump up in front of Senior Brother Zuo and die for me."

The cultivator named Qin Zheng slammed towards Lin Feng with a punch, and a terrifying aura filled the air. That punch made a burst of sonic booms, directly enveloped Lin Feng, and slammed down.

"One punch actually caused the sound of thunderstorms. This punch is too terrifying, right? That kid won't be killed by one punch, right?".

Many people exclaimed, looking at Lin Feng one by one as if they were looking at a dead man.