Supreme Martial Artist

Chapter 622: Old dog, you still want me to kneel down

None of the disciples in Jixia Academy could bear this tyrannical pressure.

Knees hit the ground, one after another.

The popping sound is endless! The expressions of the elders and deacons suddenly changed, and many people hurriedly shouted: "Mrs. Deng! This is so arrogant!"

"Cheng Buqiu has broken the rules! Mrs. Deng, why don't we stop it?"

But Deng Yangqiu looked indifferent, without turning his head, and shouted coldly: "Noisy!"

"Shut up, everyone!"

Far from being anxious, he actually watched this scene with interest.

Suddenly, the other elders and deacons' eyes were filled with shock and confusion.

No matter how dull everyone is, they can still see that there is something evil in it! "Deng Yangqiu actually doesn't care about the life and death of my Jixia Academy disciples! He must have been bribed by Cangshan Academy!"

"I'm going to find Mrs. Li and seek justice!"

An elder in red robe strode out and shouted loudly.

But before he finished speaking, Deng Yangqiu suddenly turned around, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He stared at the red-robed elder and smiled coldly: "Bitch! How dare you frame me!"

After saying that, he waved his hand casually, and a divine beam shot out, hitting the man's head.

The divine power flashed away, instantly piercing the forehead of the red-robed elder.

The red-robed elder died tragically on the spot! With a pop, the body fell limply to the ground.

The others' pupils suddenly shrank and they no longer dared to talk nonsense.

Although, they all guessed that Deng Yangqiu had been bribed.

But due to the oppression of his strength, no one dared to resist anymore.

The elders were as silent as cicadas.

And in the square, the pressure exerted by Cheng Changxiang is getting stronger and stronger! All the disciples had panic in their eyes, their bodies were pressed to the ground, their heads were lowered, and it was difficult to even breathe.

Many people even began to loudly beg for mercy.

It’s as if they are all scared to death! Only Ye Xinghe stood stubbornly while holding the broken sword hard.

Even though the sword was broken in his hand, it already made an unpleasant squeaking sound and showed faint signs of shattering.

Even though his body burst apart, finger-long wounds were all over his body.

He still never bowed his head! Head raised high! The back is straight! The trembling legs refused to bend even one inch! "Don't want to kneel?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Cheng Bujiu's eyes, and then a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He sneered and said: "Good boy, you have some backbone, right?"

"I want to see how long you can hold on!"

His voice suddenly turned cold, as cold as ice.

Cheng Bujiu had a sneer on his lips as he took one step after another! With every step he took, the pressure on Ye Xinghe doubled! boom! boom! boom! After three steps, the surrounding stone slabs had turned into powder.

All the disciples were crushed to the ground, with many vomiting blood and wailing loudly.

With a sound, Ye Xinghe spat out a large mouthful of blood.

His body was covered with finger-length wounds, densely scattered all over his body.

Blood is flowing everywhere, and he is already a bloody man.

All the bones in the body were crushed and cracked.

Cheng Bujiu raised his head proudly and sneered: "Kneel down!"

"I can also let you die quickly!"

Hearing this, Ye Xinghe's body trembled, and then continued to tremble.

That's not because of fear.

It's because he is laughing! Suddenly, Ye Xinghe looked up to the sky and laughed.

The area between his lips and teeth was stained scarlet red with blood.

That smile looked extremely ferocious.

"Old dog! You're fucking dreaming!"

The flames in Ye Xinghe's eyes were beating slowly and burning brighter and brighter! He smiled coldly: "The man has gold at his knees!"

"I, Ye Xinghe, only kneel to my parents in heaven and earth!"

As he spoke, he spat out blood, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised high: "There is no reason to kneel to an old dog!"

Hearing this, Cheng Bujiu frowned, with a hint of anger on his face, and sneered: "You little beast, you are really not afraid of death!"

"Today, I will kill you!"

After saying that, Cheng Bujiu flicked his sleeves and raised his left palm high.

The divine energy surged above the palm, forming a shadow of the palm more than five meters long and blasting towards Ye Xinghe.

The wind roared in the palm, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air! It has the potential to break mountains and rivers with its palm! If this palm hits Ye Xinghe.

He must die! At this time, Ye Xinghe looked ferocious, gritted his teeth, and wanted to escape.

However, the momentum was pressing on him like a mountain.

He couldn't move! It seems that it is a dead end! The shadow of the giant palm roared down, only three feet away from Ye Xinghe's head! Seeing that Ye Xinghe was about to die! At this moment, a roar was heard from behind Ye Xinghe: "You have become an old thief!"

"If you fucking dare to touch Ye Xinghe, I will fight you tooth and nail!"

Before anyone arrives, the sword light arrives first! A bright sword light flashed across like a shooting star, attacking Cheng Buxiu with the force of thunder.

The sword light bombarded the shadow of the giant palm.

The vast sword light was extremely sharp and struck the shadow of the giant palm, instantly tearing the shadow apart.

Cheng Bujiu's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly waved his sleeves and struck out with a palm, shattering the sword light into pieces.

Suddenly, Cheng Buxiang's momentum was broken! The overwhelming momentum disappeared instantly.

All the disciples in Jixia Academy fell to the ground.

Even after all the momentum was gone, many people were seriously injured and fell to the ground wailing and rolling.

Ye Xinghe's shoulders relaxed, and he suddenly turned his head and looked back.

Cheng Bujiu frowned and turned his head to look.

Others, too.

For a moment, everyone turned to look.

When they saw clearly who was coming, everyone in Jixia Academy was surprised.

"Mrs. Li! It's Mrs. Li who has come to save us!"

"Great! We are saved!"

Cheng Buxiu and others had shocked expressions on their faces.

"Li Chunyang!"

Cheng Buxiu's pupils suddenly shrank, his face full of disbelief, and he exclaimed: "Weren't you suppressed by Wu Bin and Jin Zhanpeng?"

"How would it appear here!"

In the distance, on the horizon, there was a raging wind.

Li Chunyang was holding a long sword, clothes, and walking in the air.

The tyrannical momentum made everyone breathless.

"How could those two losers hold me down!"

Li Chunyang smiled coldly, raised his hand and threw out two bloody heads.

Those are exactly the heads of Wu Bin and Jin Zhanpeng! The two of them had already been killed by Li Chunyang! Cheng Buqiu's face suddenly changed from blue to purple, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

He stared at Li Chunyang and murmured in a low voice: "How can he be so strong?"

"It shouldn't be like this!"

Li Chunyang's face was filled with coldness, and he kept pointing his sword: "You are an old thief!"

"Today, I will take your head!"

The next moment, a bright blue light burst out from the sword blade! The mighty sword power soared into the sky! But as soon as the sword power was raised, it suddenly stalled.

Li Chunyang's body trembled slightly, his face was strangely flushed, and a line of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

He quietly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, trying his best to cover it up.

The next moment, the sword's power increased again! The sword light on the long sword in his hand became more and more brilliant, and he hesitated.

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