Jing Ping said, "My friend, we are 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 ginsengs."
Although he was extremely unwilling, Jing Ping knew that these people could not be offended at all, so he took out three blood ginseng plants and gave them 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.
"Snapped……".
Who knew that Zuo Haoyang raised his right hand and slapped Jing Ping hard on the face.
Jing Ping's body moved five to six meters laterally and fell to the ground, spurting out a large mouthful of blood. Half of his face was swollen from the beatings, and his head was even dizzy from the beatings. He couldn't get up for a long time.
"What is it? Is it worthy of getting close to me? I said it's five blood ginseng plants. Hand it over quickly, otherwise you won't be able to leave today."
The corner of Zuo Haoyang's mouth curled up into a sinister smile.
"Big brother".
When the disciples of Butian Peak saw Jing Ping being humiliated in this way, they quickly ran over and helped Jing Ping up. Seeing Jing Ping in such miserable condition, they clenched their fists tightly, showing their incomparable seniority.
"You have gone too far."
Qi Nanrong bit her lip and said.
Although Qi Nanrong and Lin Feng joined Butian Peak, he was not very beautiful, but he was kind-hearted. Now that he saw Jing Ping being beaten like this, he couldn't help but feel angry.
"Too much?".
The corner of Zuo Haoyang's mouth raised a grim expression, "This is the secret realm of Thunder Knife, a place where the weak prey on the strong. Without strength, even if you are killed, it is only because of your own incompetence."
"Okay, we give"!
Jing Ping said.
Everyone gritted their teeth and was filled with humiliation.
However, even if you suffer such humiliation, you must endure it.
Because it is really too easy for Zuo Haoyang to kill these people in Butian Peak.
"It's too late to give now."
Zuo Haoyang's lips curved into a sneer.
"What do you mean?" Jingping's expression changed.
"Five blood ginsengs, and then let those two girls pay for the loss of the master for one night, and spare your lives!"
Zuo Haoyang pointed at "Shi Weizhu" and "Zhen Ying".
Both of these two were first-class beauties, and they were spotted by Zuo Haoyang.
Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying's pretty faces suddenly turned as pale as paper.
"It's too much. We would rather fight to the death with you than give in."
Wang Hu roared, his face twisted. He had a fiery temper and had suppressed the anger in his heart for a long time. Now he heard that Zuo Haoyang wanted Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying to pay him for the night.
, how can you still endure it?
"I don't know whether to live or die, don't move those two beauties, and kill all the others."
Zuo Haoyang ordered with a cold expression.
The conflict here had already gathered a lot of people, but the onlookers looked at the conflict here indifferently. There were even disciples from other peaks of Qingyun Sect in the crowd, but they saw that the other party was a member of the "Ten Thousand Immortals Sect"
, no one dares to take action.
"No! Don't sacrifice everyone for us." Shi Weizhu said with a pale face.
Zhen Ying also had a desperate expression on her face. She looked at Zuo Haoyang and said in a trembling voice, "I hope you keep your word."
Many people sighed, obviously Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying were afraid that they would not be able to escape the murderous hands.
Zuo Haoyang smiled lewdly and said, "Don't worry, I always tell the truth."
"Absolutely not".
Jingping and others shouted loudly, and they stopped Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying.
"It's shameless. If this is the case, then there is no need for me to spare you and take action."
Zuo Haoyang waved his hand.
"yes".
Those people from the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect looked at the nine disciples of Butian Peak with ferocious smiles.
"Senior brother, why is this necessary?" Shi Weizhu said with a pale face.
"If something like that really happens, we would rather die," Wang Hu gritted his teeth and said, "We will never live in humiliation."
The others also nodded heavily.
"If I am really desperate, even if I commit suicide, I will not choose to be humiliated," Shi Weizhu said, biting her pale lips.
"Me too," Zhen Ying said with a trembling voice.
"How can it be so easy to die?".
Zuo Haoyang sneered.
Seeing the nine Moutian Peak disciples who had been completely cornered, the indifferent onlookers could not help but feel a trace of pity at this moment.
But even though they had some sympathy for these people, no one dared to help people like Butianfeng.
That would offend the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect.
Who dares to offend a superpower like the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect?
………………………
At this time, more than twenty monks from the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect were already attacking the nine people from Butian Peak.
Shi Weizhu and others had already prepared to die.
Seeing that the war was about to break out, a cold voice suddenly echoed through the mountains and forests.
"How can the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect really deceive everyone in our Qingyun Sect?".
Hearing this familiar voice, Shi Weizhu and others had expressions of surprise 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 and others all looked at Lin Feng in surprise.
They knew how powerful Lin Feng was.
…
"This guy is here".
When some disciples of the Qingyun Sect saw Lin Feng coming, their eyes lit up slightly.
Although there are some fights and conflicts within the Qingyun Sect, after they come out, the Twelve Peaks of Qingyun will share the same hatred. However, these people of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect are too powerful, and the disciples of the Qingyun Sect do not dare to take action.
"A boy from the third level of the King of Martial Realm?".
"Is this guy out to die?".
"You're not stupid, are you? If you dare to come out to the third level of King Wu's realm, isn't this asking for death?".
Many people sensed Lin Feng's strength and suddenly showed disdain.
In their eyes, there is no difference between Lin Feng and seeking death.
"What kind of cat or dog dares to jump in front of me? Qin Zheng, kill this kid." Zuo Haoyang laughed ferociously.
"Yes, Senior Brother Zuo".
A cultivator from the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect who was at the fifth level of the King of Martial Realm jumped out and came to Lin Feng, with a sinister smile on his face, "You dare to run up in front of Senior Brother Zuo, you don't know how to live or die. Go to hell."
The monk named Qin Zheng punched Lin Feng, and a terrifying aura filled the air. The punch made bursts of sonic booms, directly covering Lin Feng, and he continued to kill him.
"One punch actually caused the sound of a thunderstorm. Isn't this punch too terrifying? That kid won't be killed by one punch, right?"
Many people exclaimed, looking at Lin Feng as if they were looking at a dead person.
This chapter has been completed!