Chapter 1405: The death of Jing Xuan (1/2)

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.