Asura War Supreme

This was a situation that he did not expect, because in the intense battle earlier, he only had about twenty to thirty percent of his physical strength left. If the person came to snatch his victory, then how would Luo Yuanyuan and himself deal with it?    

Just as this thought flashed through Lin Jingyu's mind, a white figure appeared in front of him first.    

The person who came was a cold male disciple dressed in a white robe. He looked pretty delicate and handsome. He held a sharp sword in his hand. Blood from a beast constantly dripped onto the ground at the tip of the sword.    

Lin Jingyu glanced at him.    

The white robed cold male disciple also looked back and glanced at Lin Jingyu. However, his gaze was filled with contempt and indifference, as if Lin Jingyu was not even there, and after just a glance, he immediately moved and walked to the front of the fallen Red Flames Demonic Lion that was devoid of any signs of life.    

"Chi!"    

The sharp sword thrust out, and the beast blood splashed out. In an instant, the sword tip had directly stabbed into the heart of the Red Flames Demonic Lion, taking out the Red Flames Demonic Lion's fiery red animal core.    

At this moment, the sound of wind being torn apart sounded out as three figures rushed over from the distance.    

"Jiang Hao."    

These three people were respectively a woman and two men. One of them was a pretty female disciple who walked over, she first looked at the white robed male in front of her, then turned her gaze towards the fiery red animal core in his hand. Soon after, an unfathomable look of surprise and joy emerged on her rosy face, and a slight irregular fluctuation appeared on her chest area.    

"Unexpectedly ?" It's really the Red Flames Demonic Lion of the Red Flames Demonic Lion! "    

After the female disciple gave a simple glance, she was basically certain that the owner of this animal core really belonged to one of the first stage's top five ferocious beasts, the Red Flames Demonic Lion!    

"Red Flames Demonic Lion s, I never thought that they would actually fall into our hands. Looks like we won't have to worry about not getting a good rank among the sect's hunting race s this time."    

Hearing the female disciple's exclamation, the other two male disciples also excitedly walked over. One of them was a tall and sturdy man with a rough face and bulging muscles.    

Earlier, they had sensed a rather strong aura of a Star Origin Beast nearby, and hurriedly rushed over.    

He never thought that they would actually be so lucky, and actually let them obtain such a ferocious beast's animal core!    

"Jiang Hao, did you kill this Red Flames Demonic Lion?"    

The female disciple temporarily suppressed the joy in her heart and looked at the somewhat frosty face of the male disciple in white robes with a smile.    

The white-clothed male disciple was clearly stunned for a moment when he heard the female disciple's words. A moment later, he nodded.    

"Good boy, not bad, you are indeed worthy of being the person with the strongest cultivation amongst the four of us. Such a powerful Red Flames Demonic Lion, could actually be killed by a boy like you!"    

Hearing this, the boorish male disciple immediately laughed out loud and patted the white robed male's shoulder in a rather straightforward manner.    

"Yes, Brother Jiang Hao's sword technique has already reached the pinnacle. I think that in the entire Intermediate Disciple of our sect, there probably aren't many who are a match for him." The other male disciple that stood beside the boorish man looked slightly younger as he looked at the cold looking male disciple in white robes. A look of admiration flashed in his eyes as he chuckled and said.    

Hearing the conversation between the four, Lin Jingyu, who was standing to the side and had been completely ignored, had a thin layer of frost slowly condense on his face.    

After a moment, he no longer remained silent. He stepped forward and said: "How do you know that he was the one who killed this Red Flames Demonic Lion?"    

As soon as Lin Jingyu finished speaking, the female disciples and the others finally noticed Lin Jingyu's existence. After which, they turned their gazes over and landed on the former.    

Earlier, all of their attention had clearly been focused on the Red Flames Demonic Lion, which was why they had neglected Lin Jingyu's existence.    

Now, they noticed Lin Jingyu, and their eyes were filled with suspicion at his sudden appearance, hearing him say that, the white robed cold disciple's eyes flashed, and then furrowed his brows, and after a moment, sneered and walked up: "Fellow sect member, you mean to say, I did not kill the Red Flames Demonic Lion?"    

Lin Jingyu's mouth raised into a smile, but that smile was a little cold.    

He never thought that the fruit of his hard work with Luo Yuanyuan beside the cave for half a day, the result of him risking his life to obtain, would actually be turned around by someone and forced into his pocket without wasting any energy. At this moment, even though Lin Jingyu was easy-going, he still could not stand the humiliation!    

It's black, it's not white! If it was white, it naturally wouldn't be black either!    

Lin Jingyu knew that he had never done anything shameful before, so why did he have to endure it this way?    

He was not only doing it for himself, he was also doing it for the Luo Yuanyuan who had temporarily collapsed on the ground!    

Hearing that, the white robed disciple dressed in cold robes chuckled, he then looked at Lin Jingyu and sized him up, and said with a cold face: "Fellow sect member, I think you are a low level disciple, right?"    

"So what?"    

Lin Jingyu's brows suddenly tightened, he could also feel that the eyes of the cold male disciple were fixated on the bronze tablet on his waist.    

The bronze medallion represented the identity of a lowly disciple.    

At the same time, Lin Jingyu also released his spirit force to sense the cultivation levels of the four disciples in front of him.    

In next to no time, he had a result.    

The four of them had extraordinary strength, and their cultivation had reached the seventh stage of the Qipo. As for the white clothed male disciple called Jiang Hao, his cultivation was actually a bit higher than the other three, at the Peak of seventh Qipo stage realm!    

In that moment, Lin Jingyu's heart was moved. In the last battle between him and Zhao Ziyang, although the strength of the two had finally reached the power of the seventh stage of the Qipo, it was obvious that they were not the true foundation of his cultivation. In terms of the true realm, Zhao Ziyang was Sixth Stage of the Qipo, and Lin Jingyu was only the Fifth Stage of the Qipo!    

It looked like the four people in front of him were undoubtedly from the Intermediate Disciple. Thinking up to here, Lin Jingyu's face darkened as he said to Jiang Hao, "I'm a low-level disciple from a sect.    

"A low level disciple is also this time's participants in the sect's hunting race s and of course, he has the right to hunt Star Origin Beast s. However, this Red Flames Demonic Lion is a first class Star Origin Beast and it is possible that an ordinary martial artist would be torn to pieces by this brutal fellow if they were to face it."    

Jiang Hao sneered, then continued: "Junior brother, I just sensed that your cultivation, seems like you only have Sixth Stage of the Qipo, and you only just broke through to the sixth stage, and have not consolidated it yet, this level of cultivation, tsk tsk, hitting a wild rabbit is alright, hunting a Red Flames Demonic Lion, isn't that a little laughable?"    

The moment Jiang Hao's words fell, the female disciples, the boorish male disciples, and the male disciples who were slightly younger also used their peripheral vision to size up the surrounding area. A moment later, they all sensed the strength that Lin Jingyu had on the surface;    

From their point of view, although Jiang Hao was exaggerating a little, there was indeed no leeway for Sixth Stage of the Qipo to compete with the Red Flames Demonic Lion. Even if it was them, the group of seventh stage of the Qipo disciples, without absolute confidence, didn't have the mood to fight with a fierce beast like the Red Flames Demonic Lion, let alone someone at the Sixth Stage of the Qipo realm who was even weaker than them.    

When they thought about it, and how Jiang Hao was a part of their group, everyone firmly believed in Jiang Hao.    

The change in expression on everyone's faces was reflected in Jiang Hao's eyes.    

Just then, Jiang Hao opened his mouth again: I saw that Red Flames Demonic Lion wanted to take your life, but you were no match for her, so I showed great kindness and saved your life and took that ferocious strike for you, and then with the power of my sword technique, I took the opportunity to kill the Red Flames Demonic Lion! That was how the danger was resolved!    

Hearing Jiang Hao's words, Lin Jingyu's face immediately became cold, and he shouted: You're slandering me!    

"I'm spitting blood? "Junior brother, saving others is the duty of our disciples. Moreover, you are my junior brother too, so I originally didn't want you to repay me in any way. It is just that I didn't think that you would actually be so aggressive and invert right and wrong ?"    

After saying that, Jiang Hao shook his head and sighed: "If junior is greedy for the Red Flames Demonic Lion, then you can just tell me. For the sake of being in the same sect, I can give you half of the exchanged points.    

Although there was no obvious anger in his words, but every single word he said, was aimed at Lin Jingyu!    

With just a few words, he had portrayed Lin Jingyu as an ungrateful and ungrateful villain, while he, Jiang Hao, was portrayed as a selfless and magnanimous person!    

These words were filled with sharpness and malice. These calm and peaceful words were filled with a deep chill. It was truly vicious!    

It was obvious that he wanted to put Lin Jingyu in the place of public criticism!    

Although Lin Jingyu's heart was not filled with bad intentions, he did not display it on the surface. He asked calmly: "Red Flames Demonic Lion, if it is as strong as you say, then what evidence do you have to prove that you killed this Red Flames Demonic Lion?"    

This Red Flames Demonic Lion was extremely powerful, according to Lin Jingyu's estimations, at least a Ninth Stage of the Qipo Ranker would have the confidence to fight with it, and as for this Jiang Hao in front of his eyes, he did not have that foundation or cultivation!    

"Humph!" Junior brother, you are too arrogant! My sword techniques are superb, my skills are superb, my cultivation has already reached the astonishing Peak of seventh Qipo stage, and although it is not considered the pinnacle of Intermediate Disciple amongst all the people, I am still one of the most outstanding people. Yet today, a low level disciple like you has belittled and questioned me.    

After he said that, a sharp aura burst out from Jiang Hao's body, and his tone also contained a bit more anger.    

"Hmph, hypocritical!"    

Hearing the fake words that Jiang Hao had said, the corner of Lin Jingyu's mouth rose into a cold smile, but he did not agree with it.    

"Alright, junior brother, since you suspect that the Red Flames Demonic Lion was not killed by me but by you, then can you explain why the Red Flames Demonic Lion is in my hands and not in your hands?"    

Jiang Hao acted as though he was forcefully suppressing his anger in his heart, his heart became calm and he restrained his powerful aura, and said slowly.