Chapter 692: what a pity

"You didn't block it yourself. I stabbed you with a shot. What's the scream?" Jiang Zhou slowly retracted the candle dragon spear, watching Patriarch Sun who had withdrawn.
"It seems that your kid still has some strength, and he can fight hard with my half-step Tianwu..." Patriarch Sun coldly snorted, looking at Jiang Zhou and said.
"Hey, don't be half-step Tianwu half-step Tianwu, just a fake Tianwu, why do you have to put gold on your face?" Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked aloud when he looked at Patriarch Sun.
"Humph! That would be better than your martial artist." Patriarch Sun looked at Jiang Zhou coldly and said in a deep voice.
"Right..." Jiang Zhou shrugged his shoulders and slowly said, "But have you forgotten? You were also a martial artist before taking drugs. Tsk tusk, isn't it contradictory?"
"Boy, you!" Patriarch Sun stared, pointing at Jiang Zhou and shouted angrily.
"I am what I am, just say something." Jiang Zhou laughed, leaning on the candle dragon spear and said.
"The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp, I have nothing to say!" Patriarch Sun shouted angrily, and then swiped the red sword in his hand, slashing straight towards Jiang Zhou, "Only send you to die!"
"Huh?" Jiang Zhou raised his eyebrows slightly, and the candle dragon spear directly pierced out.
Patriarch Sun saw that Jiang Zhou did not resist, but took the initiative to attack and hurriedly avoided sideways.
After all, an inch is strong and an inch is strong. Even if the candle dragon spear is stabbed on his body, he may not be able to cut Jiang Zhou's clothes.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Zhou let out a low voice, clenched the candle dragon spear with both hands, and slammed it out.
Bang!
Right on the chest of Patriarch Sun.
"Ah this..." Sun Qinglong frowned, very unwilling to see this happening.
However, the disciples of Tianjing Academy were very excited, especially Yatian, who cheered directly.
Patriarch Sun coughed slightly, stabilized his figure, looked at Jiang Zhou and said in a deep voice, "Boy, now you have offended the Sun Family to death!"
"Isn't it right from the beginning?" Jiang Zhou shrugged his shoulders, and said indifferently: "Is it just now that I am offended to death? I don't think so."
"Originally, I wanted to keep you alive, but now it seems...no more." Patriarch Sun snorted and stared at Jiang Zhou.
"Oh? Really?" Jiang Zhou grinned and slowly said, "I thought you were going to kill me all the time..."
"Of course not, I didn't mean to kill you." Patriarch Sun stared at Jiang Zhou and said in a deep voice, "But I was very dissatisfied with your later performance, so I decided to kill you... "
"It turned out to be like this." Jiang Zhou nodded with a face suddenly realized, and then said: "But do you think I believe you?"
"You don't believe it?" Patriarch Sun frowned and asked.
"What do you make me believe? So many people surrounded me as soon as I came up." Jiang Zhou sneered, with a disdainful expression on his face.
"That's what you asked for! If you follow us obediently, won't there be so many things?"
"You said this inexplicable thing." Jiang Zhou rolled his eyes, and then said: "The bird thing that has nothing to do with me, why should I clean up when I come up? When I am a soft persimmon, I am so bullied?"
"What you did yourself, do you still want to not bear the consequences? Do you think too much." Patriarch Sun snorted and brought the topic to this again.
As soon as he heard that he started talking about this again, Sun Qinglong's forehead started to sweat again.
"It has something to do with me." Jiang Zhou rolled his eyes, and said with a disdainful face: "What is the cause of this? You can ask your son carefully."
"I asked... he also said..." Patriarch Sun raised his finger to Jiang Zhou and said, "It's your fault..."
"Are you sure you know everything?" Jiang Zhou frowned slightly and asked again.
"I'm sure, very sure." Patriarch Sun nodded, and said with great certainty.
"Okay." Jiang Zhou chuckled, looked up at Sun Qinglong, and asked aloud: "Boy...Are you sure the story of the matter was told in the original?"
"That's, that's natural..." Sun Qinglong said in a trembling voice, sounding unassuming, "I... how can I be such an honest child lying?"
"Have you heard? My son has already said it, and the story has been told exactly." Patriarch Sun stared at Jiang Zhou, and then said: "With me...you are wrong, so you have to bear the corresponding responsibility. ."
"What responsibility?" Jiang Zhou asked aloud with bewilderment.
"Just go to die!" Patriarch Sun yelled, and once again swung his knife straight to Jiang Zhou.
"Good guy, the solution is really simple and rude." Jiang Zhou grinned and directly slammed his gun to meet him.
Dangdang! Bang...
Jiang Zhou was slashed in the chest with a knife, but because the dragon armor's breastplate was thick enough, he didn't suffer any damage, but slipped backwards.
"Boy, you are no longer good, so let's surrender yourself!" Patriarch Sun sneered, and directly pursued the victory, slashing with the red sword in his hand toward Jiang Zhou.
Jiang Zhou was still calm, waving his gun to block the attack while releasing aura to repair the damaged aura armor.
"It's useless to fix it again. The next cut, I will cut it through and slash it on you!" Patriarch Sun looked at Jiang Zhou coldly, and let out a low voice.
when!
Jiang Zhou shot out his gun, took hold of Patriarch Sun's red sword, stared into his eyes, and slowly said, "Old ghost Sun, don't be too confident, it will not do you any good."
"Then give it a try!" Patriarch Sun yelled and didn't press down hard, because he also knew that that would have no effect, so he drew the knife directly, and then held it high, wanting to hurt Jiang Zhou with a knife. .
But Jiang Zhou seized the gap, and the candle dragon spear in his hand pierced fiercely, and the tip of the gun went straight to Patriarch Sun's heart, seeing that this posture was to directly pierce Patriarch Sun.
"father!"
"Big Brother!"
When Sun Qinglong and Sun Erye saw this, they couldn't help yelling out, trying to remind Patriarch Sun to be careful.
I saw Patriarch Sun's movements slightly stagnated, and then hurriedly condensed a cloud of spiritual energy on his chest, trying to protect his heart.
Puff...puff!
The tip of the gun directly pierced into the group of spiritual energy, and then hit Patriarch Sun's chest heavily.
"Uh…"
He hummed and leaned back slightly, but there was no movement under his feet.
"Hey, there was no hit." Jiang Zhou frowned and retracted the candle dragon spear and said.
"Boy, you are already very good." Patriarch Sun frowned, straightened up and looked at Jiang Zhou and said in a deep voice.
"I originally wanted to directly poke you a cross." Jiang Zhou said with a trace of pity on his face.