My talent is resurrection

Chapter 463
Chen Jiu's eyes began to burst into golden light, starting from the core of the eye, filling the entire pupil, bright and shining.

He grabbed Le Sheng's ankle with one hand, lifted it from his head abruptly, and turned over.

Le Sheng looked at Chen Jiu, frowning slightly. Although he didn't use all his strength, Chen Jiuneng, who was suppressed by him, suddenly burst out with such great strength, which really surprised him.

"You want to defy the school?" Le Sheng asked, with his hands hanging by his side, looking at Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu supported his head with his hands, his face was distorted, his mind was very chaotic at the moment, it seemed that someone was muttering in it, and there was only one sentence in his words.

kill him.

Chen Jiu shook his head violently, wanting to get rid of the raving, but couldn't ask for it, his mind gradually became confused, while Chen Jiu returned to normal and nodded towards Le Sheng.

Le Sheng sneered, "I don't know how to live or die."

With a flash of his figure, he gathered Tianyin with one hand and grabbed Chen Jiu's head.

However, Chen Jiu only stretched out one finger, on which the martial arts were majestic and rich, in the shape of a swirl, wrapped around the finger, just like that, it just touched the palm of Le Sheng's grasp, firmly resisted, and then opened his mouth again, with Smiling tone said.

"Nothing goes wrong."

The martial arts at Chen Jiu's fingers began to circle wildly, and the tip of the spiral condensed into a very small point, like dust invisible to the naked eye, and then poured all the martial arts on this point.

Blood burst out.

Le Sheng withdrew his hand, looked at a little blood on the palm of his hand, his complexion changed slightly, and he recovered quickly, and the wound healed as soon as his spiritual energy condensed, then looked at Chen Jiu, and asked with cold eyes.

"You want to kill me?"

Chen Jiu nodded without hesitation, and replied in a flat tone: "It's not just about killing you."

The monks present looked horrified and couldn't believe it. They really didn't expect this black-robed man to be so courageous, even daring to say such words directly. Now, it is justifiable for Le Sheng to kill this black-robed man.

Le Sheng stretched out both hands hanging by his side, stretched out one hand, pressed the other to his chest, and said disdainfully.

"If you feel that the little trick just now is enough to compete with me, then I will let you see the real killing power of the peak of the thirteenth realm."

After saying this, the demon master sitting at Chen Jiuxin Lake distractedly smiled, retracted the ravings that controlled Chen Jiu, and decided to leave the beating to Chen Jiu himself.

However, with just such a short period of control just now, the demon master can feel Chen Jiu's high talent, and he feels like the master of martial arts in the world. This is also the reason why the demon master can use his skills to break Le Sheng's moves.

If you can make a big difference with a small one, you have to have this small one.

If it's just the appearance of an ant, how can it be said that it is small and broad, it has been crushed long ago.

But in the face of the serious Le Sheng, the demon master is still not ready to use his small skills to make a big fortune. It's not that he can't fight. After all, Chen Jiu's two talents of god, man and immortality have not yet been developed. Although he can't fight, he certainly can't lose, and In the end, it must be Le Sheng who retreated first.

But the demon master didn't want to do this for a simple reason. It just wanted to see Chen Jiu get beaten up, especially by the sages in the academy. After all kinds of conditions accumulated, the demon master could get the Chen Jiu he wanted.

Chen Jiu, who is full of hatred for the academy.

When Chen Jiu was in a trance, Le Sheng moved suddenly, and pinched Chen Jiu's head with his outstretched hand, and put his palm on Chen Jiu's chest. There was a sudden shock, and a golden sound wave pierced Chen Jiu's body come out.

The sound waves shook Chen Jiu's five internal organs, blood flowed backwards from his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, almost dying.

Le Sheng pinched Chen Jiu's head. Although he wondered why Chen Jiu didn't guard against it, his movements were not slow, and the sound of panic was attached to his fingers, and he suddenly pointed towards Chen Jiu's heart.

Tianyin's killing power was so powerful that he tore open Chen Jiu's heart like a hole through thin paper, and splashed blood all over the ground.

Chen Jiu's hands were hanging down, his body was weak, his pupils collapsed, and he just let Le Sheng carry it.

All the onlookers shuddered, thinking that a big monk like the man in black would be nothing more than a beheading in the hands of Le Sheng.

The power of a saint is so terrifying.

Le Sheng let go of Chen Jiu with one hand, clapped his hands casually, as if he didn't care about crushing a bug, pulled the fairy sword in the sky, forcibly pulled him to the front, and said majesticly to the monks present.

"I don't understand the negotiations in the universe. Before this, the fairy sword was kept by my school. I think everyone has no objection?"

After Yue Sheng finished speaking, he looked around, and all the monks he saw bowed their heads in fear and remained silent.

"I don't agree!"

An abrupt sound sounded, like throwing a boulder into still water, attracting the attention of all monks.

Le Sheng heard the sound and looked.

Jiang Ci looked at him with stubborn eyes, and shouted again: "I don't accept it!"

With his hands behind his hands, Le Sheng was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of heavenly voices, and Chao Jiangci asked softly, "Why?"

Jiang Ci Liu Yemei condensed like a straight knife, and the whole person looked very sharp. He shouted to the Le Sheng: "This is my senior brother's flying sword, what qualifications do you have to keep it?!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the monks present were in an uproar. They all knew that the fairy sword was the flying sword of Tao Li, the eldest disciple of the old sword god, and this woman threatened that Tao Li was her senior brother, so she is the young disciple of the old sword god? !
The monks present were surprised, and felt relieved after looking at Jiang Ci. No wonder Jiang Ci dared to scold Le Sheng directly. It turned out that he was the disciple of the old sword god.

But then the monks present sighed for Jiang Ci again, because the old sword god had already fallen, and Jiang Ci, who dared to scold Le Sheng like this, would definitely be taught by Le Sheng, but due to the existence of Taoism, Le Sheng should not kill him Kill Jiang Ci.

Thinking of this, some of the monks present sighed again. If the old sword god was still there, this Le Sheng would dare not fart. It is a pity that not only the old sword god is gone, but also his eldest disciple Tao Li, who is said to be the most arrogant Chen Jiu's whereabouts are even unknown, leaving only such a young disciple.

Le Sheng's face was flat, and he asked again: "So, you should be Yao Tianchang's disciple, but why have I never heard of this news, could it be that some nameless rats dare to come out and pretend to be your identity while Yao Tianchang is dead? gone."

Jiang Ci's eyes were firm, and he didn't answer Le Sheng, but just like Chen Jiu, spit out two words, "Let go."

Yue Sheng frowned, and moved to Jiang Ci in an instant, the shadow of his tall body shrouded him, looking down at Jiang Ci, with Tianyin wrapped around his hands, he raised it high, and said in a gloomy tone.

"I'll give you a chance to admit your mistakes and correct them, or don't blame me for being too harsh."

Jiang Ci's already scarred body was crushed by Le Sheng's Tianyin, his face was distorted in pain, but his words did not lose the wind at all, and he was still firm.

"let go!"

Chen Jiu's body, lying in the pit, suddenly trembled, and a golden light spread from the pierced ventricle to the whole body, covered with lines, mysterious and shining.

"I don't know how to repent." Le Sheng let out a gloomy voice, then dropped his raised palm and slapped Jiang Ci.

Chen Jiu in the pit suddenly opened his eyes, and the golden light overflowed and shone brightly.

Jiang Ci closed his eyes, ready to die.

But nothing happened.

She opened it in surprise.

A figure covered in jet-black light stood in front of her, blocking Le Sheng's palm with one hand.

The black robe of the figure swayed in the sounds of the sky, and the sound was overwhelming.

(End of this chapter)