Ning Chuan's eyes looked as murderous as crazy.
When did he suffer such humiliation? There is no reason for this, really there is no reason for this!
Ning Chuan's eyes when he looked at Lin Tianming were filled with resentment and bone-gnawing hatred, as if he wished he could kill Lin Tianming with his eyes right now.
Bastard, bastard, this beastly thing.
Lin Tianming raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a strange smile: "I am dead, and that will be after you -"
The voice fell.
He swung the knife suddenly, and a terrifying blade teared open instantly, twisting and breaking in the air.
Ning Chuan's pupils contracted: "No!"
A scream resounded, and Ning Chuan's head flew out instantly and fell to the ground, unable to die any longer.
Ning Chuan never dreamed that Lin Tianming would dare to kill him?
Why would a new student have such courage? Why would he dare to be so arrogant?
But no matter how he thought about it, he still couldn't escape death in the end.
"Brother Ningchuan!"
When other people in Wuge saw Ning Chuan being killed, veins suddenly surged on their foreheads, and their eyes were filled with resentment.
Since the establishment of their martial arts pavilion, they have never received such a provocation.
This is the first time! !
"Beast, you actually killed people from our martial arts pavilion? You simply deserved to die!"
A burly man stared at Lin Tianming with eyes full of anger and coldness.
"If you kill me, you will kill me. If you people come to kill me, why don't you let me set it up on the spot for you to kill me?"
"The people in Wuge are all old students. Don't you think it's embarrassing?"
Lin Tianming said coldly, staring at a group of martial arts students.
"But there is no need for you to continue living!"
"Kill these guys-"
He spoke in a cold voice. When Chen Yuan heard the words, after hesitating for a moment, the strong murderous intention in his body suddenly turned on and off.
The sounds of popping and popping resounded loudly, and each voice screamed and wailed, trying to defeat Lin Tianming and Chen Yuan.
But his moves seemed extremely fragile.
Blood spurted out from mouth to mouth, and corpses fell to the ground in a mess.
It didn't take long.
The people in Wuge suddenly died and could no longer die.
"hiss."
"So strong!"
"This Lin Tianming is simply overbearing. He doesn't care who is behind them when he kills people."
"And the person standing next to him seems to be Chen Yuan!"
"This person was just an alchemist before, but now he has shown such terrifying combat power. How did this happen?"
Many students in the audience looked at Lin Tianming and Chen Yuan, and their eyes couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
Uh-huh.
And just when they finished killing this group of people, the sky suddenly shook, and a figure appeared in everyone's sight.
This person was wearing a brown robe, with long black hair hanging down his shoulders. He stared at Lin Tianming with cold eyes and said in a deep voice: "You went too far in the martial arts academy!"
Boom!
A terrifying air current swept across this person's body instantly.
King of the Holy Ancestors!
The faces of everyone at the scene suddenly became extremely solemn: "This is Jiang Zhen, one of the ten sage ancestors in the martial arts pavilion!"
Every existence of the King of Holy Ancestors is quite terrifying, and Jiang Zhen is also one of the ten King of Holy Ancestors in the Wuge.
His strength was much more terrifying than that of Ning Chuan who had just fallen.
Lin Tianming looked at the man in brown robe, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a faint smile: "Tell me, why did I go too far?"
Jiang Zhen said coldly: "Coming to the Supreme Martial Arts Academy to kill people is too much."
Lin Tianming smiled coldly, with contempt in his eyes: "That's a bullshit reason!"
"If you want to fight, let's fight. There is no need for so much nonsense."
In an instant, the young man took action again. Seeing this, Jiang Zhen narrowed his eyes and said ferociously: "This is simply unreasonable!"
The King of Saint Ancestors is not a ninth-level Saint Ancestor, but his strength has reached an ascending level.
Lin Tianming was not prepared to use his trump card. He directly raised his palm prints to attack like crazy, using all kinds of power to attack.
boom.
A cold look appeared on Jiang Zhen's face.
There were swords pointed in the sky, and a dazzling sword light came down towards Lin Tianming.
boom.
Lin Tianming's palm print crossed the sky, directly erasing this domineering palm print.
Violent sounds resounded.
Lin Tianming and Jiang Zhen collided.
Countless rays of light and shadow flickered, and it was like streams of light appeared between heaven and earth, traveling through nothingness and penetrating everything.
In an instant.
Jiang Zhen retreated a hundred steps under the sound of impact, while Lin Tianming retreated a hundred feet away.
The former looked gloomy and said ferociously: "You can't beat me."
"Why don't you hurry up and follow me to the Wuge to admit your mistake!"
Facing Jiang Zhen's tyranny, Lin Tianming's lips slightly raised: "Go to the martial arts pavilion with you? Who the hell do you think you are!"
Everyone's eyes narrowed and they couldn't help but shake their heads: "This boy is just a Saint Ancestor, and he has not yet reached the ninth level of Saint Ancestor. How can he defeat the King of Saint Ancestors?"
Jiang Zhen's eyes suddenly became fierce, and his face was filled with ferociousness.
So crazy.
court death!
Well, Jiang Zhen took action in an instant, but just as he took a step forward, a sudden light and shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and his pupils shrank.
The visitor was Lin Tianming.
"The Demon-Slaying Master!"
A terrifying palm print burst out, tearing down instantly, and Jiang Zhen thrust out his fists.
With a bang, Jiang Zhen was directly hit by the palm print and flew dozens of feet into the air. His face looked a little ugly, but Lin Tianming's speed was extremely fast.
He just paused.
Lin Tianming took action again, various palm prints spurted out in the void, flame beams, and the power of demonic, dark, and demonic energy raged crazily.
Boom!
"Pfft."
Jiang Zhen's blood spurted out, his eyes filled with scarlet color, and he stared at Lin Tianming fiercely.
He is the king of the Holy Ancestor, and he was actually injured by this Holy Ancestor? ?
Not to mention how humiliating that feeling was.
"This?? This...what the hell is this?"
"The King of Saint Ancestor Jiang Zhen was actually injured??"
"impossible!"
"No matter how strong this guy is, he can't be so evil, right?"
"I remembered that Jiang Zhen went out on a mission a few days ago and was attacked by a quasi-supreme monster and was seriously injured."
"It's only been a few days since I've recovered completely!"
"It should look like this, so it was picked up by Lin Tianming."
"Otherwise, how could Lin Tianming defeat the King of Holy Ancestors with his strength?"
Countless people around looked at the field and exclaimed that it was indeed a surprise to them that Lin Tianming could defeat Jiang Zhen.
But Jiang Zhen was seriously injured, so that's another story.
Lin Tianming had a ferocious look in his eyes, ready to take action again.
However.
At this moment, Jiang Zhen had already appeared thousands of feet away.
Lin Tianming's eyes showed a touch of teasing and amusement: "What? A tactical retreat?"
Jiang Zhen's eyes were filled with anger, and he roared fiercely: "Lin Tianming, you are dead for offending our martial arts pavilion!!"
