Jiang Zheng brought all the menial disciples of Lingxi Sect and crossed the entire outer sect of Lingxi Sect. "What happened? Why are so many menial disciples rushing up the mountain?" "You don't know?" An outer sect disciple lowered his voice and said, "Da Liu Wenhao killed a few menial disciples today. Judging from their posture, they must have gone to seek justice!" "Yes, I heard that too. Judging from their direction, it should be pretty close..." "Humph, you still dare to ask for justice? Liu Wenhao is the number one in the outer sect. Killing a few menial disciples is just a waste of time. His grandfather is the elder of punishment!" "Let's go and take a look..." The news quickly spread outside the sect. The menial disciple actually dared to seek justice from the number one person in the outer sect. Once this news spread, it immediately caused an uproar, and even some outer disciples who were still in seclusion walked out of their caves and rushed to the mountain. There is no one who doesn't want to join in the fun. For the outer disciples who have practiced hard for many years, this is undoubtedly an extremely exciting show.
Soon, more and more outer disciples rode their flying swords and followed the team of menial disciples. One, two... In a short period of time, almost all the outer disciples gathered here, and they talked unscrupulously. "Hahaha, these losers dare to ask for justice?" "I heard that it was the new errand manager who took the lead." "Manager? Hahaha, the ignorant are fearless. It seems that the number of dead is not enough..." When Wang Zhengfeng heard the mockery above his head, he stopped and turned to look at Jiang Zheng with a very ugly expression. "Master Steward, we really have to..." "Keep leading the way." Jiang Zheng didn't take the mockery above his head to heart at all, and said coldly: "It's just some idle chatter. When I draw my sword, they will shut up!" "yes" Wang Zhengfeng lowered his head and continued to lead the way. Although the errand disciples behind him also heard the outer disciples' unscrupulous ridicule, they still followed Jiang Zheng firmly. Their waists have been bent for too long, and today... no one wants to bend any further. The gray crowd, carrying the sword lights all over the sky, came to a slightly flat mountain. If you go further up, you will reach the top of the mountain, where the inner disciples, elders and sect leader practice. There are few ancient trees here, and it seems to have been opened up by humans. The flat terrain is more than enough to accommodate all the menial disciples. A towering stone wall cuts the platform in half, with a stone door on it. Compared with the caves of other outer disciples, it looks particularly grand. Wang Zhengfeng stopped and pointed at the stone door on the stone wall in front of him, then turned to look at Jiang Zheng. His heavy heart made him unable to utter a word. As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Zheng interrupted him.
"Is this the place?" "My Lord, Liu Wenhao's cave is right here." Jiang Zheng nodded slightly, then raised the long sword in his hand and slowly walked towards the stone gate in the distance. Occasionally, gravel on the ground would hit the tip of the sword, splashing sparks in the dim night. One step, two steps... He approached the stone gate slowly and could clearly feel that there was someone inside, but Jiang Zheng was not in a hurry. "He's crazy! What's he going to do?" "Does he really dare to offend Liu Wenhao? He is courting death!" "I can't sense any spiritual energy from him. There are only two possibilities: he has no spiritual power or he has a very high spiritual power..." "High level of cultivation? What a joke, he is just a chores disciple manager, he doesn't know how to live or die. If Senior Brother Liu gives the order, I will be the first to kill him!" "Don't brag. You dare to do this with so many disciples watching you?" Most of these outer disciples had cultivation levels not exceeding the sixth level of Qi Refining, and were simply unable to see through Jiang Zheng's Qi Condensation Technique. No one does not feel that this is a futile attempt. "Who is outside? How dare you disturb my practice? Get out!" Suddenly, an angry shout came from inside the stone gate, and with the blessing of spiritual energy, it was like a thunderclap. But Jiang Zheng remained unmoved and didn't say a word in response. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the sword in his hand glowed with spiritual light and his pace gradually quickened. A strong wind blew up under his feet, and the spiritual energy of the sword in his hand increased greatly. The whole person left a trace of afterimage and rushed towards the stone gate at a high speed. "What is he going to do?!" Before anyone could react, Jiang Zheng took the last step forward. His spiritual energy blew away his robes, and the soil beneath his feet exploded. With the sword raised high in his hand, he looked like a white snake in the dusk, and slashed at the stone gate. “Bold!” There was a loud shout from inside the door. Jiang Zheng remained unmoved, and the next moment, the stone door exploded. He smashed the stone door with one sword! All the menial disciples behind him, including the outer disciples everywhere, were so shocked by this scene that their eyes widened and the scene fell into complete silence. "court death!" A flash of sword light cut through the rubble, and a white figure flew out, also holding a long sword and slashing at Jiang Zheng's head. The moment he saw the other party, the anger in Jiang Zheng's eyes rose again. He gathered all his spiritual energy and swung his sword fiercely.
bite--! The swords collided heavily, splashing bright sparks, the spiritual energy collided, and the air flow exploded between the two people. The young man in white's face changed drastically. He felt an unstoppable force coming from his hands and his body was thrown out. He immediately grasped the sword with both hands and thrust it into the ground, thus releasing the force. He was at a disadvantage in the first confrontation, and this result shocked everyone. "This... the steward is so strong! The other party is the number one person in the outer sect!" Wang Zhengfeng couldn't believe his eyes. Not only him, but all the outer disciples found it absurd that the number one person who had suppressed the outer disciples for several years was actually forced back by a sword of an unknown person! "Who are you?" The young man raised his head, his face solemn. He was the number one person in the outer sect, at the eighth level of Qi Refining, but he couldn't see through the other person's cultivation. There is only one possibility, the other party's cultivation is higher than his own... the ninth level of Qi Refining! But how is this possible? The other party is wearing the clothes of a menial disciple, but how can he be a mere menial disciple with such cultivation level? How could I not have heard of it? "Liu Wenhao?" Jiang Zheng did not answer, but asked in a cold voice. "Yes," Liu Wenhao nodded. He looked at the huge crowd of errand disciples and the errand disciples all over the sky. His mind was full of question marks. He was practicing in the cave just fine. Suddenly a man came and started hacking without saying a word. How could he, the number one man in the outer sect, not be able to defeat him? Knowing that he was no match for his opponent, he suppressed his anger and planned to settle the score later. "I don't know how I have offended you..." "Stop talking nonsense! Did you kill those menial disciples who died in vain today?!" Jiang Zheng stopped him from talking, pointed his sword directly at Liu Wenhao, and didn't want to hear any nonsense. "This...I" Liu Wenhao couldn't answer for a moment, and seemed to understand something. "Heh," Jiang Zheng sneered, "Take my guilt with you and go down to atone for your sins!" As soon as he finished speaking, spiritual energy burst out of his body, and his ninth level of Qi Refining was revealed to everyone without any concealment. "Don't get excited, fellow Taoist!" Liu Wenhao wanted to say something, but Jiang Zheng didn't give him any chance. Like an angry lion, he raised his sword and chopped him down. As a last resort, Liu Wenhao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness and he gritted his teeth to meet the enemy.
The two men collided again, and the long swords in their hands kept slashing at each other, leaving afterimages and sparks flying. Liu Wenhao was forced to retreat again and again. The more he was beaten, the more frightened he became. He kept trying to talk. Jiang Zheng was so furious that he could not hear a single word. Every sword he struck was wrapped in a thick spiritual energy, venting the raging anger in his heart. As Kong Qing laughed excitedly, his eyes turned blood-thirsty. Tiezhu's silly smile and those dead errand disciples flashed through his mind. He had only one thought in his mind... kill!
