The villain is forced to run away by me every day

Chapter 216 Heavenly Revenge
Seeing the two men on the ring, they had already set their posture.

Lingjiu's thoughts were also on the ring on the right, and he forgot for a moment that he was going to fight Lian Xu.

At the beginning of the first move, I saw Tian Zong standing with one hand behind his back, quietly looking at Leng Xiaoyan who was approaching ferociously, on his handsome and unique face, slowly raised a wicked smile, his eyebrows and eyes were fixed Overbearing bloodthirsty hostility.

Asura who came from hell!
Seeing Tian Zong not hiding or attacking like this, the disciples who watched gasped, and at the same time, some disciples sneered at his appearance.

"Oh, are all the disciples of the Saint Kunzong so arrogant! They are obviously one level lower than the disciples of the Xiaomiao Sect, yet they are still so arrogant."

"Look, he will fall to the ground in the next second."

As soon as the disciples' voices fell from the audience, there was a muffled groan of pain. They rubbed their eyes in disbelief, and saw Leng Xiao, who was originally as imposing as a rainbow, clutching his heart, fell to the ground, spitting blood.

None of them saw how Tian Zong made his move, and Leng Xiaoyan had already received such a heavy blow.

Not to mention the people in the audience, even Leng Xiaoyan himself didn't know what was going on, and he was knocked down by the terrifying sword energy in a blink of an eye.

His internal organs seemed to be shattered, and for a few moments, he could barely catch his breath, until the congestion in his chest gushed out from his throat, and he finally breathed out.

For a moment, he was hovering on the brink of death.

Leng Xiaoyan's eyes full of fear looked tremblingly at Tian Zong who was still standing with one hand on his back, his blood-fade face was full of shocking doubts.

The cultivation base of this Saint Kunzong disciple is obviously one level lower than his own, so why does he have such amazing lethality! ?
No, he didn't believe it. It must be his own carelessness that gave him an opportunity.

Thinking of this, Leng Xiaoyan stood up again.

But this time, he didn't dare to act rashly again, but held the sword and looked at Tian Zong vigilantly.

Wait for him to make a move!
He obviously didn't move, but the light in his black eyes made Leng Xiaoyan's hands and feet tremble.

Tian Zong walked towards him slowly, every time he took a step Leng Xiaoyan's courage trembled, but he couldn't back down, he could only bite the bullet and stand with his teeth gritted.

The scarlet eyes closely watched Tian Zong's every move, for fear that if he blinked, his life would be lost.

In the next second, it turned out that his worries were right.

Seeing the bloodthirsty Huo Qi sword raised, he hurriedly held the sword to resist, but like a vulnerable ant, he was knocked down to the ground again.

"puff--"

The blood seemed to have been spat out.

The moment his body just hit the ground, a white boot stepped on his cheek, pressing his head firmly to the hard wooden floor.

The blood from the corner of the mouth kept overflowing!The cheekbones were nearly crushed.

At this moment, Leng Xiaoyan was like a humble dog being slaughtered, panting with difficulty.

A cold voice from hell came from above, "Did you bully the little guy in the canteen yesterday?"

"What... what..."

The sudden words made Leng Xiaoyan's head, which was already in pain, not turn around!

But Tian Zong didn't give him a chance to think, the foot that stepped on his face gradually increased the force, and crushed him hard.

"If you dare to let my woman eat boots, then you have to taste the taste of these boots!!!"

Leng Xiaoyan's face had been trampled flat.

All the disciples in the audience gasped and their hairs stood on end.

As Tian Zong said, the boots under his feet slowly moved down, stepping on Leng Xiaoyan's crooked mouth.

The mud from under the boots also got into his mouth.

Leng Xiao opened his mouth severely, trying to bite off Tian Zong's foot, but when he opened it, there was a crisp "click".

His mouth was dislocated! ! !

Pain, life is worse than death!

"Um-"

Leng Xiaoyan's face was completely distorted, he whimpered in pain, tears began to fill his cheeks, as if he was begging for mercy.

But as if Tian Zong had never heard of it, the force under his feet became more and more ruthless, and in the end it directly crushed Leng Xiaoyan's teeth.

"Um-"

Leng Xiao screamed in pain, begging for mercy.

Seeing him begging for mercy, the elder deacon immediately jumped onto the ring, looked at Tian Zong who was full of bloodthirsty anger, and said: "He has already surrendered, let him go!"

Hearing the sound, Tian Zong just put his feet away in an unhurried manner.

The boots, which were originally pure white, were now stained with blood, tears and snot!It looked disgusting.

Tian Zong frowned, shook off the boots on his feet, and then took out a pair of new ones from the space ring and put them on.

"No, no, no!!!"

Leng Xiaoyan stood up with the support of several disciples, his whole face was crushed and deformed, his open mouth was crooked, bloodshot continuously overflowing, he couldn't even speak.

A pair of eyeballs staring at Tianzong, as if they would fall out in the next second.

The two disciples supporting him couldn't bear to look directly at him!

This look is too miserable!It's even scarier and more disgusting than the evil spirits in hell.

Ling Chiu swallowed her saliva sharply, her watery eyes stared at the man who was spotless and blood-free on the stage!
This... This man is really scary, she'd better not provoke her in the future!
Otherwise, this is her fate!Or worse than this.

"In the second round, who else got Tian Zong's name?"

The elder deacon glanced at the disciples under the stage, his face was expressionless.

This kind of scene has long been common to him. Every year at the ten sect conferences, out of ten people, six disabled and three dead.

"I... I quit voluntarily!"

In the silent crowd, a trembling voice sounded for a long time.

Everyone subconsciously followed the sound, and saw that the disciple who had drawn Tianzong's name was shaking in his hands and feet.

Everyone, "..."

Was this scared? !
However, if they draw the name of Shura, they will also choose to give up.

There is only one body, if it is disabled, how can I practice it?

So this disciple's choice was wise in their eyes.

"Are you sure?"

The deacon elder stared at the disciple with cloudy eyes and asked.

"Yeah, sure and sure!" The male cultivator nodded like a pest, with a strong desire to survive.

"So, let's change the contestants."

After the elder finished speaking, two disciples came to the stage soon.

It was Li Jiaoxiao and a nun!
"Lingjiu, Lian Xu!"

Just as Lingjiu was concentrating on watching Li Jiaoxiao's situation, the elder deacon on the stage read out his name.

Startled, she turned her head stiffly.

"Lingjiu, Lian Xu!"

Seeing that no one came to the stage, the elder deacon opened his mouth impatiently again, his voice louder.

After Lingjiu and Lian Xu looked at each other for a few times, they finally stepped onto the ring helplessly.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Lian Xu's gloomy eyes softened, and the corner of his mouth raised a comforting smile with a soft voice.

But between the two of them, one of them must lose.

Either one will quit automatically, or one will be beaten.

(End of this chapter)