Super death chest system

Chapter 151 Sword King One Finger

"Yi Jingcheng?"

Su Jin frowned, "I never thought that you would be willing to be Yun Zihao's lackey?"

He and this Yi Jingcheng had no grievances or enmities, this person came so badly, except that Yun Zihao found him, Su Jin couldn't think of anything else.

"A lackey? Hehe, Yun Zihao alone has the right to let me be his lackey. I just made a deal with him."

Yi Jingcheng smiled dismissively, but his smile was cold, "However, Yun Zihao only asked me to break your legs. Now that you said this, I will also knock out your teeth for free."

While speaking, an astonishing aura erupted from Yi Jingcheng's body, and he was about to make a move.

"slow!"

Su Jin raised his hand.

"Want to beg for mercy?"

Yi Jingcheng's eyes were sinister, and he said with a sinister smile, "It's a pity that it's too late."

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by the deacon when you attack me?"

Su Jin said lightly.

Yi Jingcheng was slightly surprised by Su Jin's calmness, but he only thought that he was pretending to be calm. This kid was bluffing, but he dared to offend Yun Zihao. Apart from bluffing, Yi Jingcheng couldn't think of anything else.

"Little ant, it seems that you don't know anything about the rules of the Holy Court, and you think that I will teach you a lesson and you will be punished."

Yi Jingcheng smiled disdainfully, "Forget it, I'll teach you once with good intentions. Fighting is prohibited on the surface of the Holy Court, but in fact, the unspoken rules are only prohibiting high-level warriors and bullying low-level warriors. Even if there is a dispute between warriors of the great realm, as long as it is not to the extent of murder and arson, the deacon of the Holy Court will not come forward at all."

"You don't really think that the Holy Land is a place where you can practice peacefully."

"I see, that's why Yun Zihao didn't do it himself, but asked you."

Su Jin's eyes rolled, and he was not surprised by Yi Jingcheng's words. In fact, it is impossible for any force to completely prohibit the private struggle of internal warriors. As long as there are no major incidents, they will turn a blind eye Eye.

He smiled slightly, looked at the top of Yi Jingcheng's head, in that long black hair, a golden mark was shining, and said: "In that case, if I just pluck your hair, I will not be punished."

Yi Jingcheng was taken aback, and pulled out his hair. What is this kid talking about?
"Little ant, I know now, there must be something wrong with your brain, otherwise you wouldn't be so crazy."

Yi Jingcheng smiled coldly, the true energy in his body was still gushing out, he was not in the mood to talk nonsense with the guy in front of him with a brain problem.

boom!
Yi Jingcheng's aura instantly filled the entire study room, all the wooden tables and chairs in the room exploded in an instant, and the air swelled wildly, almost exploding.

Terrible pressure suddenly flooded Su Jin's body, squeezing his body frantically.

If it was an ordinary ninth-level martial artist, this pressure alone would be enough to make him vomit blood, but Su Jin didn't feel it at all.

"Your Majesty!"

Yi Jingcheng didn't think too much about it. As soon as he moved his hands, his expression turned cold and his aura was terrifying. He punched Su Jin's face like thunder.

However, at this moment, Yi Jingcheng saw a playful smile in Su Jin's eyes, and he subconsciously froze for a moment, not understanding what the smile meant.

But the next moment, Su Jin raised his hand.

Su Jin stood where he was, and just swept out a slap, but the speed of that slap was terrifyingly fast, and it instantly turned into an afterimage.

Just as Yi Jingcheng's fist was stretched out, Su Jin's slap came first, and landed on Yi Jingcheng's face.

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, Yi Jingcheng's face instantly deformed and twisted, his eyes were full of horror and pain, his facial muscles quickly became red and swollen, turning bruises, several snow-white teeth with blood and saliva collapsed, and then his body also collapsed. Follow up and fly.

With a bang, it hit the wall, and Yi Jingcheng slid against the wall and fell to the ground.

Yi Jingcheng covered his swollen left face, unable to believe that he would be hit by the person in front of him.

With his cultivation level, even Yun Zihao's warriors at the Martial Spirit Realm would not be able to touch him easily. How could this kid actually be able to do it! !
"Ah, ah, bastard, you dare to slap me in the face. No one has ever slapped me in the face. I want you to die!"

Although Yi Jingcheng felt unbelievable in his heart, for a moment, the humiliation in his heart covered his rationality, and endless anger shot out from his eyes, revealing his murderous intent.

The majestic and astonishing infuriating energy suddenly came out of his body, and Yi Jingcheng pointed out a finger towards Su Jin. Suddenly, the dazzling light burst out from his fingertips, turning into an astonishing sword light, piercing through the void, and slashing straight at Su Jin. kill out.

This is the unique skill of Yi Jingcheng's sword king tribe - the sword king's finger, which is amazingly powerful, enough to threaten the strong in the martial arts realm.

"Kill you, little bastard. In my capacity, even if I kill you, I will at most be punished, but not too severely punished."

When he shot to kill, Yi Jingcheng's eyes shone with a vicious light, and he was confident.

Ordinary holy sons who kill people by hand will definitely be severely punished, but he is different. He is a holy son who has awakened the blood of the sword king. Not a problem.

Therefore, for Su Jin, the person who caused him endless humiliation, he directly used his ultimate move without mercy.

next moment--

The sword king, who seemed to be able to kill everything, killed Su Jin's eyebrows with a single finger. The astonishing power seemed to be able to penetrate Su Jin.

However, Su Jin's body stood in place, showing no intention of avoiding it.

"Little bastard, you are dumbfounded, you don't even dare to hide!"

At this moment, Yi Jingcheng laughed wildly in his heart, thinking that Su Jin was too frightened by this move to dare to move, but the next moment, his face froze, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

"Play with all the bells and whistles."

Seeing that the sword light was about to break Su Jin's eyebrows, Su Jin's eyes suddenly lit up, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Playing swords in front of him, did you ask him if he had great sword intent?
A mysterious sword spirit spread out from his body in an instant.

The sword king pointed, and in an instant, it seemed to be frozen, stagnant between Su Jin's eyebrows, unable to move forward.

"This... what is this..."

Yi Jingcheng also felt this terrifying sword intent at this moment, but although he is not short-sighted, he has never seen the Dacheng sword intent. At the first moment, he only felt a wave that seemed to be able to destroy him easily. Something covered his mind.

At this moment, his heart was suddenly filled with panic and disbelief, and he yelled in his heart: "Impossible, this little bastard is just an ordinary martial artist at the ninth level of the martial artist realm, and I am not only higher in realm than him, but also It is absolutely impossible for the holy son who has the bloodline of the sword king, who is unique in thousands, to be defeated by a waste like him! Absolutely impossible!"

Just when Yi Jingcheng's mind was shaking violently, he suddenly saw a black shadow flying towards him at an astonishingly fast speed, and he couldn't even react.

Only at the last moment did Yi Jingcheng see clearly that it was another slap.

(End of this chapter)