Everyone Wants to Kill Me and Sermon [Transmigration Book]

This is planning to kill two birds with one stone.

To turn the artifact into an unowned object, Zeng Haoran must be killed. This kind of killing does not refer to the elimination in Qiongzhou's dense column, but real death.

So only those with the highest authority can do it.

If someone else made the move, Zeng Haoran could be eliminated, leaving Qiongzhou Milie with the artifact to go to a wider world.

Those who attacked Zeng Haoran all paused slightly.

Naturally, everyone present was curious about the identity of the person with the highest authority.

Everyone knows that this talent is Qiongzhou Milie's biggest competitor in this trial.

Zeng Haoran didn't move. Although he just left the secret realm, his current situation is extremely bad.His breathing was very weak, his body was also covered with scars, his hair was already messy, he was holding the artifact in one hand, and the other hand was supporting his natal artifact.

One-fifth of the sword body had already sunk into the ground, it seemed that Zeng Haoran had no more strength in his body, and it was only because of the sword in his hand that he didn't fall down.

It is extremely difficult to successfully win the artifact from so many people.

As long as you see Zeng Haoran's current appearance, you can imagine how fierce the competition in the secret realm is.

"Fellow Daoist Mogan, are you the one who has obtained the highest authority?" The monk who had spoken before asked Mogan.

As soon as he said this, the expressions of everyone present changed a little.

Mo Gan is recognized as the person most likely to obtain the highest authority.

The already white-haired youth shook his head lightly.

"Friend Lin Yi, is that you?" The monk frowned and continued to ask.

"No."

"Friend Lanyun, but you?"

"not me."

"Friend Liu Yu?"

……

The names of Tianjiao who are famous in the world were read out, but all the answers they got were negative.

The faces of the monks present became more and more ugly, and some cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the young man who shouted, "No more, except for that Yetong from the Yaozu, the only other possibility is..."

He swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty, "There is only Zeng Haoran."

As his last trembling voice fell, the monks gathered around Zeng Haoran all took a step back in unison.

Although according to the rules, the fall of the person with the highest authority will also truly fall.But Zeng Haoran is notoriously ruthless, every step he makes is on the flesh and blood of others and him, they want Zeng Haoran to die, but no one is willing to be the leader.

Fu Jia didn't speak quickly, he quietly looked at Zeng Haoran who was covered in injuries but seemed indestructible.

Zeng Haoran was protecting the divine weapon very carefully. His natal spiritual weapon was about to be shattered, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body, but he still spent his spiritual power to set up a spiritual power barrier around the divine weapon.

Fu Jia's eyes drooped slightly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zeng Haoran ignored the speeches of all the other monks, but slowly moved towards Fu Jia's direction.

The movements were really slow, and with every step he took, the breath on his body became weaker.

"What are you afraid of! Hurry up, Zeng Haoran is already like this now, is it possible that he can beat us?"

"You also said that besides him, there is Ye Tong. What if Ye Tong is the one with the highest authority?"

"I want to go up to you."

The monks around became noisy because of Zeng Haoran's actions, but Zeng Haoran's movements did not stop, he was still walking slowly towards Fu Jia's direction.

It was Lin Yi who broke the deadlock first.

He slowly walked in front of Zeng Haoran, and immediately looked down at him, Lin Yi's voice was a little chilly, "Zeng Haoran, if you are more sensible, you can hand over the artifact to me, otherwise your life will be worse than death .”

But Zeng Haoran ignored him and just bypassed him.

Lin Yi frowned, and he grabbed Zeng Haoran's wrist holding the natal artifact.

Almost instantly, Zeng Haoran's body trembled, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Zeng Haoran, you admit that you are very qualified. From the first time we met to the present, it only took you such a short time to climb to your current position. But people can't be too greedy, and fate will not always favor one person Human." Lin Yi held Zeng Haoran's wrist, and he said as if warning, "You should stop and rest."

Zeng Haoran coughed lightly, but waved Lingli's hand away with his spiritual power.

Lin Yi frowned, and continued to say word by word, "Whether I can get this artifact is really important to me."

"It's the same for me."

Lin Yi frowned even more. He stood in front of Zeng Haoran and unleashed his coercion without hesitation.

The coercion made Zeng Haoran turn pale again, and his figure began to shake slightly. He seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and his whole body was very tired hanging on the sword in front of him.

Fu Jia finally made some moves, he walked towards Zeng Haoran.

When he moved, everyone present was stunned for a moment.

Including Lin Yi.

"Why did Hua Jia pass by?"

"I don't know, hasn't he left yet? Isn't the current Zeng Haoran obviously unable to protect him?"

"Hua Jia?" Lin Yi's expression finally showed some fluctuations.

Fu Jia ignored him, just walked over slowly, and said softly, "Get out of the way."

His voice was very soft, and there was no aggressiveness in his words, but everyone present was stunned.

"Hua Jia, how can you talk to Fellow Daoist Lin Yi like that?" The monk next to him who didn't like Fu Jia took the opportunity to provoke.

Fu Jia glanced at that person indifferently, continued to look at Lin Yi, and repeated what she said just now, "I told you to get out of the way."

Lin Yi's expression changed even more.

He just felt that the scene in front of him was very familiar, as if he had experienced it before.

The inner demon was unconsciously touched again, and the suppressed spiritual power in Lin Yi's body spit out blood without warning.

The person who provoked the incident just now frowned, "Hua Jia, what qualifications do you have to participate in this matter, you have sneaked into Qiongzhou Milie, I advise you to be more knowledgeable, and quickly find another backer."

But after he finished speaking, he was stunned, along with all the monks present.

"But didn't you just want me to show up quickly?" The good-looking boy spoke softly again.

what?

Everyone present was stunned.

They obviously didn't mention Hua Jia much just now?

They let those who showed up obviously get the highest——

"What qualifications do you have? I have obtained the highest authority." Fu Jia's voice was still very soft, but at this moment, these words were tantamount to thunder.

Everyone's pupils shrank involuntarily.

How can it be?

How can it be!

But Zeng Haoran's actions in the next second made them have to believe it.

"You came to me again."

The young man with a cold face and blood on his face showed a very sunny smile, "It was also during the sect qualifying match, when I was covered in injuries and felt that my life was dying, you walked towards me, Then he told me the best sentence I've ever heard in my life."

"You said, you will help me, you will help me recover my qualifications, and you will help me become stronger."

Fu Jia looked down at him, "But I said something else." He said he was a very bad person, so Zeng Haoran must not be deceived by his appearance.

"Yes, there is one more word."