From a scholar to a villain, I was a good person at the beginning

The fight between the two men alarmed the entire outer sect, and the news quickly spread to the inner sect and a group of elders.

The criminal law elder was immediately furious, "Whoever dares to touch my grandson is seeking death!"

In the Criminal Law Hall, a figure rose into the sky with a terrifying aura and flew straight down the mountain.

Not only that, with such a big event happening in the sect, all the elders could no longer sit still and rushed down the mountain.

"Haha, they actually fought with Liu Wenhua's grandson, interesting... this is unexpected."

In the Contribution Hall, after Luke Dong learned the news, he revealed an intriguing smile and immediately flew up.

"It seems that I must go there, otherwise all plans will be messed up..."

At this time, Jiang Zheng and Liu Wenhao were fighting to a standstill.

Originally, Liu Wenhao was almost unable to hold on, so he no longer held back, used his most powerful sword technique, and swallowed an unknown pill.

He could barely contend against Jiang Zheng, who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, but Jiang Zheng remained unmoved. A lifelike little snake was wrapped around the long sword in his hand.

"It's just a matter of killing a few menial disciples. They are useless and they deserve to die. As the number one person in the outer sect, I will kill them if I want!"

Liu Wenhao had a ferocious look on his face and his moves were extremely agile. He found the right moment and stabbed Jiang Zheng in the middle of his eyebrows with his sword.

The murderous intent was boiling, but the next moment the sword stopped at Jiang Zheng's brow and could not move forward an inch.

"All things in the world are born equal, let alone humans?"

A flickering green flame appeared on Jiang Zheng's palm, and it was like an iron clamp holding the sword tightly, and he was not hurt at all.

"What the hell is this... Impossible!"

Liu Wenhao had a look of disbelief on his face. His full-strength sword attack was actually blocked by the opponent with his bare hands!

What was that just now? A joke?

He tried hard with both hands, but the sword was held tightly by Jiang Zheng and did not move at all.

Suddenly, he felt a huge force in his abdomen. He arched his body, spit out a mouthful of blood, and was kicked away by Jiang Zheng, falling heavily to the ground.

"Even if you are right, so what? What does it have to do with you if I kill them?"

Looking at Jiang Zheng walking towards him step by step, Liu Wenhao propped himself up and asked unwillingly.

"I forgot to introduce myself to you. I'm Jiang Zheng, the new errand boy."

Jiang Zheng spoke calmly, holding the sword in both hands, and approached the other party. His eyes were extremely cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Manager? Impossible. How can a chores disciple like you have such a high level of cultivation?"

Liu Wenhao couldn't accept that he was defeated by a errand boy. He met Jiang Zheng's eyes, felt a chill in his heart, and kicked his legs in fear, backing away repeatedly.

The voice trembled: "You, you want to kill me? You really want to kill me!"

As he spoke, blood oozed from his mouth.

"Since I'm here, I want to kill you. Why don't I dare? You can kill them, so why can't I kill you?"

The indifference in his voice was greater than the anger in his eyes.

"My grandfather is the elder of punishment. You will not be able to get away with it if you kill me. He will definitely make your life worse than death! You can't kill me!"

Liu Wenhao threatened while shaking his head desperately. Dignity is not worth mentioning in the face of death.

Jiang Zheng shook his head without saying anything. He showed a stiff smile and raised two fingers.

The sword slowly emerged beside him, trembling slightly as it gathered strength.

"No, don't kill me, please, I beg you, I know I was wrong, I can meet any of your requirements"

Liu Wenhao was completely frightened and hugged Jiang Zheng's thigh.

"Hehehe, kill him quickly... Don't listen to him, kill him, kill him quickly!" Kong Qing seemed to be extremely excited.

Jiang Zheng kicked Liu Wenhao in the chest, sending him rolling over.

"Sir, no!"

Seeing that Jiang Zheng was really going to kill Liu Wenhao, Wang Zhengfeng gritted his teeth and rushed out.

call out!

Jiang Zheng raised his hand and shook it, and another long sword stuck into the ground, blocking Wang Zhengfeng's way.

He wanted to say something, but Jiang Zheng suddenly turned around and just glanced at him. Wang Zhengfeng was so scared that he took a few steps back, his mouth open but unable to utter a word.

"Go find them... Actually, I don't want to kill anyone. If my 'sorrow' is still there, should I feel sad? But now... I feel nothing but anger."

Jiang Zheng said softly, waving his right hand calmly.

"No, no!"

Liu Wenhao propped himself up and crawled and rolled backwards to escape, but the flying sword was like a stream of light and pierced through his body in the blink of an eye.

"Who dares to touch my grandson?"

Just when Liu Wenhao was in despair, an old voice came from the sky.

A purple sword light was like lightning, striking directly on the long sword in the air.

Snap——

When the dust settled, the Lingxi sword was found to be broken into two pieces and lying on the ground. A purple sword lay across Liu Wenhao's body like a loyal guard.

Jiang Zheng's face changed and he looked up, and a figure was flying towards him at a high speed from mid-air.

"It's the Punishment Elder!"

Everyone exclaimed and recognized the person.

Wang Zhengfeng also saw Liu Wenhua's face, and his heart sank to the bottom. He quietly retreated into the crowd and lowered his head.

"Where did this Qigong kid come from? How dare he harm his fellow disciples in public!"

Liu Wenhua came to Jiang Zheng’s head and shouted loudly. His cultivation in the Foundation Establishment stage was like a huge rock pressing down on Jiang Zheng’s head.

He flipped his skinny palm, and a large amount of spiritual light poured down.

Boom——

Jiang Zheng felt as if he was hit by a huge rock. His body sank and he was slammed to the ground.

The blood in his body surged and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"grandfather!"

Seeing the person coming, Liu Wenhao was overjoyed. He struggled to get up and pointed at Jiang Zheng with a ferocious face on the ground.

"Hahaha...kill him! He wants to kill me. Grandpa, kill him quickly!"

Jiang Zheng's chin was pressed into the soil, his teeth were clenched, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

He raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot!

Looking at the figure above his head, his ten fingers dug into the soil, like a struggling beast.

"Qi-refining kid! You're killing your fellow disciples, you deserve the death penalty!"

Liu Wenhua looked down at Jiang Zheng who was struggling on the ground, from high above him, and passed down judgment.

"Hehehe, kid, you're already in a desperate situation, why not make another deal with me, hahahaha!"

Kong Qing took advantage of the situation and was very satisfied with Jiang Zheng's current situation.

"No need, I still have the Thunder Dao Treasure!" Jiang Zheng answered firmly in his mind. It was impossible for him to sell his soul easily again.

"Hehe," Kong Qing laughed a few times and then stopped talking.

Jiang Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and roared from his throat.

"If killing fellow disciples is a capital crime, then what about your grandson who killed eleven menial disciples?

Should he die or not? "

The hoarse roar fell into Liu Wenhao's ears. He frowned slightly and cast a questioning look at Liu Wenhao.

"I..." Liu Wenhao knew he was in the wrong and lowered his head.

Liu Wenhua immediately understood something and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Humph! You dare to make up your mind in front of this elder! Confess your guilt!"

He pressed down with his big hand, and the spiritual light in his hand poured out with all its strength, hitting Jiang Zheng, and his entire head was smashed into the mud.

Severe pain swept through my whole body, my mind was in a mess, and my consciousness began to blur.

Confess?

Why! It is the law of nature that a person must pay for his life. I am not guilty, and I will never admit my guilt!

The spiritual energy in his body burst out, and he struggled to pull his head out, and roared at the figure above his head with all his strength:

"I am not guilty!"

“You still dare to be stubborn when you are about to die!” Liu Wenhua put away his hands and the spiritual light dissipated.

Jiang Zheng felt the pressure on his body dissipate and immediately struggled to stand up, but the next moment, a ray of light wrapped him up like a dumpling and bound him tightly.

"You have harmed your fellow disciples and contradicted this elder. Now follow me to the Punishment Hall to accept punishment." Liu Wenhua raised his head, squinted his eyes and glanced at everyone present, with a threatening tone in his voice.

"Do you have any objections?"

Upon hearing this, all the outer disciples agreed loudly.

Jiang Zheng turned around and looked at the errand disciple behind him and was immediately disappointed.

They all lowered their heads, and no one stood up to object.

But they clearly knew everything.

It was clear that Jiang Zheng was fighting for the menial disciples and speaking out for them.

But no one dared to stand up at this moment.

"Hehehe... Boy, did you see it? This is a human! Hahaha..." Kong Qing laughed loudly, with sarcasm in his words.

“Ha…hahaha…hahahahahahahahahahahaha!”

Jiang Zheng sneered a few times, the sound became louder and louder, and gradually turned into a crazy laugh.

It's ridiculous that I stood up for them and spoke out for their injustice, but in the end I ended up like this!

Abandoned by everyone.

His laughter echoed in the mountains at dusk... It was self-mocking, sad, unwilling, and chilling...

But there is no sadness.

"Alas... never mind, let's just forget about it now. It has nothing to do with me in the future."

Jiang Zheng sighed softly and his face returned to calm. Even though he was abandoned by everyone and was about to enter the execution ground, there was no fear on his face.

A flash of light flashed through his hand, and a piece of rag surrounded by thunder was held in his hand. The moment he held the Thunder Dao Treasure,

Jiang Zheng seemed to have taken a reassurance pill, and his heart was calmer than ever before.

"Follow this elder," Liu Wenhua said after finishing the formalities and grabbed Jiang Zheng.

"snort!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Jiang Zheng's eyes.

I have the Thunder Dao treasure, who can catch me? !

He activated the Dao treasure fragments without hesitation.

"stop!"

A loud shout interrupted Jiang Zheng's actions, and Liu Wenhua's hand stopped in mid-air.

A figure rushed over the mountain at a high speed. Jiang Zheng looked up and his face suddenly changed.

"Luke Dong! What are you trying to stop me from doing?"

Liu Wenhua frowned and spoke in an unhappy tone.