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The red-clothed youth named Jiang Sheng slowly walked out from the crowd of Fourth Peak s. He stopped his last step and stood still in front of him, and following that, a pair of extremely sharp eyes reflected out from their deep eyes. In the end, they were locked on Lin Jingyu's body.
"What if I refuse?" However, what responded to him was Lin Jingyu's voice that sounded rather ordinary yet contained a little disdain within.
"You can try!" Jiang Sheng's mouth curved into a smile, and his threatening words came out cold. As the number one of Intermediate Disciple, the arrogance in his heart wasn't born out of nothing.
He had never placed Lin Jingyu in his eyes before.
"I'll give it a try!" Lin Jingyu's five fingers bent slightly, and the sharp claws that had turned into eagle claws instantly tightened, causing a line of blood to appear on the throat of the green-clothed youth.
As long as Lin Jingyu moved his finger even a little bit, the green-clothed youth's vitality would completely dissipate!
"Senior Jiang ?" "Save me!" An incomparably mournful sound rang out!
"You're courting death!"
Suddenly, an explosive shout came out, a sharp and violent aura swept out from Jiang Sheng's body, covering an area of a few tens of feet. Right after, eight essence energy soul fragments condensed behind him, and flew out!
However, that overwhelming aura was like a raging river after a short while. It did not stop and continued to soar! Very quickly, this terrifying pressure was almost at the level of Ninth Stage of the Qipo!
"This... He is actually at the peak of the eighth level of the Spirit Realm! "
"I've long heard that Jiang Sheng is the strongest person among all of Intermediate Disciple.
Seeing that, many Ninth Peak disciples secretly clicked their tongues, and accidentally swallowed their saliva, seems like the situation was not good!
"You will pay the price for your words today!"
With a wave of his hand, a bright silver spear appeared in Jiang Sheng's hand. The spear was nine feet long and had silver runes engraved on its body, making it look extraordinary!
"Stop!"
Tang Lu leisurely walked to the center of the two groups of men. His eyes were bright as he looked at Jiang Sheng, "This is my Ninth Peak's territory.
"May I ask who you are?" Jiang Sheng focused his gaze.
"Junior apprentice Lin, put him down first!" Tang Lu did not reply anxiously. Instead, he turned and looked at Lin Jingyu.
A bright light flashed past his eyes and Lin Jingyu's fingers loosened slightly. The green-clothed youth directly turned into a shadow and was thrown into the crowd of Fourth Peak in an extremely miserable manner.
"Second Peak High Disciple, Tang Lu." Tang Lu revealed her identity in time. In her opinion, Junior apprentice Lin's strength was not comparable to Jiang Sheng's.
"The sect strictly forbids disciples of the same sect from killing each other, and violators will be severely punished. However, your Feng family has instigated this battle in advance, aren't you afraid that I will teach you a lesson in front of the Elder Pavilion?"
Tang Lu said.
Jiang Sheng's face became gloomy, his eyes flashed, and after a long while, he said in a low voice: "Let's go!"
Therefore, after a moment of hesitation, Jiang Sheng made a decision. The reason was because the person in front of them was a senior disciple, and if they were to fight, it would be difficult for them to win against them today!
However, he, Jiang Sheng, remembered today's conflict. As the saying goes, ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. He, Jiang Sheng, has plenty of time to take care of Ninth Peak's bugs, so there was no need to be hasty!
Just as Fourth Peak and the rest stopped their movements and prepared to leave, a sinister laughter suddenly came!
"Haha!" Lin Jingyu, it's been a long time! " A human figure flashed by and arrived in front of the Ninth Peak. Seeing that, the people in the Fourth Peak stopped and turned to leave as well.
"Hmm? Zhao Ziyang, what are you doing here? "
Lin Jingyu's eyes shone with a cold light. The person in front of him, was none other than the person who once competed with Lin Jingyu for the number one disciple among the freshmen, Zhao Ziyang!
"Of course I came here today to expose your fake mask of goodness!" Zhao Ziyang laughed coldly, as his meaningful gaze landed on Jiang Sheng, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Jiang, we cannot leave this person alive!"
"Who are you? What have I, Jiang Sheng, done?
Jiang Sheng's face was cold and evil, his calm words carried a bit of anger.
"Senior Brother Jiang, don't be angry, I am seventh peak's disciple, Zhao Ziyang. I want Senior Brother Jiang to see something first!"
Zhao Ziyang chuckled, if he did not want to put Lin Jingyu to death, he would not put down his pride, and use this tone to please others.
"Bring it up!" Zhao Ziyang clapped his hands, and then two disciples of the seventh peak walked over with a wooden frame.
A corpse was placed on the wooden shelf!
The corpse's face was pale and its limbs were badly damaged. His clothes were in disarray and his neck was bitten by a wild beast. Although he hadn't died for long, a rotten stench still emanated from him, causing many carrion flies to flock to him.
"Hao'er, why are you ?" Although the corpse's face was a little rotten, Jiang Sheng could still tell that this was his brother Jiang Hao with a single glance. With mixed emotions, he grabbed onto Zhao Ziyang's clothes and shouted angrily: "Who killed my brother!"