Chapter 1405: The death of Jing Xuan

The first thousand four hundred and five chapter Jing Xuan's death
At this point, Jing Xuan felt that his head had become much more sober, and he was no longer in that kind of hazy state.
"Enough! Damn junior, you dare to do this to me, I want to kill you!" Jing Xuan's momentum suddenly changed, no longer suppressing the cultivation base, completely releasing the semi-sacred realm cultivation base, and the whole body strength suddenly released. , Yang Teng is about to fly.
"Huh!" A white light flashed before Jing Xuan's eyes, and then he felt a chill on his neck.
Yang Teng's sarcasm laughed in his ears: "Young Master Jing, finally couldn't help, do you want to use your semi-sacred realm cultivation base? I said that you can't beat me by suppressing cultivation base, but you don't believe it! There are also below. People said, you Jing Xuan is a shameless thing. As expected, fortunately, I was prepared for a while, so you were able to succeed."
Yang Teng stood up, Tianhuang's knife rested on Jing Xuan's neck, signaling Jing Xuan to stand up too.
The powerful force returned to Jing Xuan's body, but it did not give him a sense of security. Jing Xuan did not dare to check whether he was faster or Yang Teng's long knife was faster, so he stood up from the ground according to Yang Teng's request.
Under the arena, countless pairs of eyes looked at it.
Seeing Jing Xuan's tragic situation, the monks all inhaled air-conditioning.
My goodness, is this still the personable Jing Xuanjing.
Both eyes were beaten to cover their eyes and the corners of the mouth were broken, as if they had lost two front teeth.
The face has already become a pig's head.
Not to mention his body, his clothes were in dilapidated condition, and blood was leaking from many places.
These injuries may not be fatal, but they look miserable.
Yang Teng looked at Jing Xuan with a smile, "Young Master Jing, it feels good to be beaten."
"Yang Teng! I warn you not to go too far!" Jing Xuan's voice was a bit hoarse, and Yang Teng punched his throat, almost smashing his throat.
"Excessive? You have the face to say too much! Young Master Jing has the face to say too much! If I did not succeed in occupying my treasures, I was allowed to board the arena to fight you. The duel is nothing, you just fight by your ability. Suppress the Congenital Eighth Heaven in the Juyuan Period, but you finally let go of the suppression, and you want to fight me with the semi-sacred realm cultivation base, you are worthy to say that I am too much! You are talking about what I am too much!"
Yang Teng's words resonated with the cultivators in the audience. Regardless of the aspect of this matter, Yang Teng did not act excessively.
Fighting Jing Xuan is even too much, what about the monks who were killed in the arena.
"Yang Teng! Hurry up and let go of my family, if not, the Jing family can't spare you!" The old Qi in the audience threatened Yang Teng loudly.
Yang Teng smiled, "Okay! Jing Xuan couldn't beat me, so he moved out of the Jing family behind! It turns out that there is such a rule in the competition arena, right?
Yang Teng glared at Old Seven in the audience, "If I kill this with a single blow, will the Jing family do anything to me?"
"Dare you! I advise you to understand the situation clearly, so you are worthy to fight against the Jing family!" Old Qi said disdainfully.
He didn't believe that Yang Teng dared to kill him. How could the majesty of the Jing family be violated by a random kid!
The prestige is based on the fall of one by one opponents. How many people have tried to challenge the reputation of the Jing family and eventually become ghosts under the sword, which can only add greater glory to the Jing family.
"Hahaha!" Yang Teng laughed up to the sky: "A small Jing family dare to be so presumptuous. If I fear even a Jing family, what kind of government universe is he talking about!"
Yang Teng's laughter was full of violent murderous intent. This feeling made Jing Xuan's heart tremble under the Tianhuang Sword, and he felt a strong murderous intent.
"Don't do it!" Jing Xuan couldn't hold back, begging for mercy.
"It's late! I'm going to provoke you, the unprovoked Jing family."
Huh! The knife light skyrocketed, and Yang Teng took the knife down.
He heard a puff, a human head flew high, and blood rushed into the sky.
The flying man's head was staring, and some could not accept the fact that Young Master Jing was killed by this little monk!
what! The old Qi in the audience and the other Jing family powerhouse who protected Jing Xuan, their eyes widened, watching this scene, they couldn't believe that the young and old were just killed?
With a grunt, Jing Xuan's head fell under the arena.
With a sad voice, the old seventh rushed to Jing Xuan's head, "Young Master! Why did you die like this! You can't die! I want to avenge you and kill that bastard!"
With a strange cry, the old Qi flew into the arena.
"Bang!" Old Qi rushed to half of his body, and was blocked by a huge force. This force slapped him severely in front of him, slapped him with a dusty face, and tumbling on the ground for a few times before he stood up.
"Old Qi!" another strong man in the Jing family shouted.
"Fourth brother, I'm fine, don't worry about me." Old Qi said from his mouth, the pain in his body was only clear in his own heart. The sternum must have been interrupted several times. Fortunately, it was not a fatal injury. A little movement of the aura can take care of the injury. cure.
"Something unruly! Do you dare to disturb the rules of the arena." A cold snort came from Old Qi's ear.
Old Qi followed the voice to see that it was the old man who wounded his hands.
"The old immortal! You provoke the majesty of my Jing family several times, are you looking for death!" The old seven was also angry. Da Shao Jing Xuan died tragically under Yang Teng's hand. He and the old fourth have an unshirkable responsibility. If you can't avenge him , What face do they have to confess to the family.
"Hahaha!" The old man laughed wildly: "There are not many people in this world who dare to say that my old man is looking for death, but you are not included!"
With the old man's laughter, the next moment, the old man appeared in front of Old Qi.
"You!" Old Qi, like a ghost, backed away quickly.
The dignified saint-level powerhouse was frightened like this, which shows the pressure this old man brought to the seventh.
"If you let you run away, don't want the old man's face!" Seeing how the old man exerted his strength, he raised his hand.
Old Qi screamed, "Ah!"
The body struggled violently, but couldn't escape the shackles of the old man's big hands.
"Asshole, think that with the power of the Jing family, you can behave nonsense? Today, the old man is doing harm to the people!"
"Puff!" As the old man's voice landed, Old Qi's body was crushed.
Frightened the surrounding monks closed their eyes, this is a powerful saint, who didn't even have the chance to struggle, and was squeezed by this humble old man.
What the is this guy?
The monks present, whether they are a peerless genius or a strong man who has been famous for many years, no one recognizes this old man.
It's too strange, when did such a peerless power appear in Tianxu Domain.
Judging from the process of squeezing the old seventh, his cultivation is at least in the realm of the saint king. The ancient saints absolutely have no such strength, and can squeeze a saint in one go.
There are only a handful of powerful Saint Kings in the Tianxu Realm.
The appearance, age, style and characteristics of speaking and doing things, etc., have long been known to people, and almost every monk can memorize it. As long as you see a strong person in this state, you can immediately determine who it is.
No one could recognize the one in front of him.
The old man looked at the fourth with a smile on his face, "Your elder and seventh are dead, are you going to collect the bodies of them, or avenge the old man."
The old four tried his best to suppress his anger. He was very clear about his abilities. In front of this mysterious powerhouse, he would not have the opportunity to make a move. How could he have the strength to seek revenge.
Perhaps only the ancestor Jing Zhongtian could find revenge for this old man.
"This senior, please also tell me how to call it, so the Jing family will know which strong person has a grievance with." The fourth man thought well, first figure out the identity of the other party.
"My old man is a nameless man. Those unworthy things in your Jing family are not worthy of knowing the name of the old man! When the tortoise Jing Zhongtian appears, he will know who the old man is!" The old man said proudly, completely Do not put Jing Jia and Jing Zhongtian in the eyes.
The surrounding monks were hiding far away, a saint strong, could not bear this slap, who would dare to approach the old man.
Hearing what the old man said, the monks were even more shocked. What is the origin of the old man!
At this time, Yang Tengfei jumped off the arena and came to the old man.
"The predecessor's shot is extraordinary. A saint can't bear your slap, the younger generation admires it." Yang Teng slapped the old man.
The old man curled his lips, "Boy, don't come with me, the old man still doesn't understand that you are so careful. Isn't it just that the Jing family will trouble you? This little thing still needs such a trick. Wait ten thousand The annual party is over, the old man went to Darkmoon Continent and destroyed the Jing family easily. Once and for all, no one will trouble you anymore."
The monks next to them were scared to death.
My goodness! That was the Dark Moon Continent's Jing Clan. It is no exaggeration to say that the Jing Clan was the number one power in the Dark Moon Continent.
What the old man said is too easy, isn't it so easy to destroy the Jing family?
Not to mention, there is also a peerless strongman in the Jing family, Jing Zhongtian, who is said to be a powerful saint king who is attacking the realm of Quasi-Emperor.
Even if you are in the realm of the Saint King, the Jing family may not have the power to fight.
The old four silently picked up Jing Xuan's body, cleaned up the stump of old seven, and then quickly left the arena.
Needless to say, it must have ended this ten-thousand-year gathering ahead of schedule, returned to the Dark Moon Continent, and reported to the Jing family.
The monks whispered, and there must be a good show to watch next, the Jing family confronts this mysterious strong man, it is destined to be a battle between dragons and tigers.
"Senior, I have killed Jing Xuan according to your instructions. Can we watch the peerless genius competition with peace of mind next?" Yang Teng asked with a smile.
The old man's eyes suddenly cast into the distance, "I'm afraid it's not that easy. Someone doesn't want to make my old man peaceful."
As the old man's voice landed, a terrifying and powerful aura came from a distance.
Yang Teng's heart trembled, this breath was frightening, and he couldn't raise the heart of confrontation at all.