Chapter 20 Courting Death

"I think you are courting death!"

Xing Zhou gathered spiritual power in his palm and slapped Jing Tian violently.

The two wrestled together in an instant...

After several rounds of fighting, with a "bang", Jing Tian dodged, narrowly avoiding Xing Zhou's attack.

Unexpectedly, even if this person is drunk, his strength is still strong!

After the fight just now, Jing Tian is sure that this person's realm is at least above the destiny!

No wonder Lan Qin would stop him in the tavern back then. There is a huge difference in realm between the two of them. If they attacked rashly, it would be as good as dying for nothing.

Xing Zhou laughed wildly, "You want to kill me too?

Wishful thinking? "

Then, wind was blowing all over his body, and powerful spiritual power gathered in his palm again, "Since you want to die, I will send you to hell!"

Seeing this, Jing Tian quickly dodged to avoid it.

It seemed that Xing Zhou was a little drunk, although that palm was powerful, but when he hit it, there was a deviation, which gave Jing Tian a chance to hit Xing Zhou's abdomen with his backhand.

The sudden impact made Xing Zhou sick for a while, and he vomited out a lot of what he ate.

"You boy..."

Before Xing Zhou finished speaking, Jing Tian seized the opportunity, waved the sword in his hand, and stabbed straight at Xing Zhou.

Although Xing Zhou reacted and dodged, the sword still pierced his shoulder, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

This is not enough for Jing Tian, ​​the sword in his hand did not let him loosen, but tightened his strength...

Seeing this, Xing Zhou mobilized his palm power and slapped Jing Tian, ​​only to avoid death!

With this palm, Jing Tian could be hit hard, pushed far away, and his body will hit the old tree trunk in the distance again, feeling that the organs in his body are twisting and hurting.

But the firmness in his eyes didn't fade away, instead he looked at Xing Zhou more fiercely.

Jing Tian sneered, "Either you die today, or I die!"

"Did you take the wrong medicine, kid? It's naive to want to kill me just because you are so broken!"

Jing Tian can't touch head-to-head, but doesn't he know how to outwit it?

So what about the fate, the Gu Zhuo Realm, the suzerain of the Ancient Extreme Sect, was also destined by fate, and he died in the hands of Jing Tian in the end.

Although the old demon in front of him was definitely not lower than Gu Zhuo, but he was drunk and injured by him, and it was not difficult for Jing Tian to get rid of him.

Calculating the time, the toxicity seems to be almost onset...

Sure enough, the old demon was about to launch an attack on Jing Tian, ​​but his body was visibly shaken, the spiritual energy in his hand gradually dissipated, and blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.

Xing Zhou secretly yelled that it was bad!

"You kid... you actually used such a despicable method!"

He felt resentful, but there was nothing he could do.

"Your realm is far above mine. If I confront you head-on, wouldn't I be courting death?"

Jing Tian told the truth, he admitted that his method was indeed despicable, but if it wasn't so, how would he get rid of the high-level old devil?

Xing Zhou only felt that the blood in his body was flowing backwards and his meridians were breaking. If it wasn't for his strong internal strength, even this last breath would disappear...

Not to mention, go and clean up the kid in front of you!

He knew that he was bound to die!

"Boy, there is one thing I don't understand. Is it possible that you want to kill me just because of the insults in the tavern?"

Jing Tian shook his head, and when he approached Xing Zhou, Xing Zhou had already half-kneeled on the ground, holding himself together.

"Naturally, it has nothing to do with me. I killed you because you shouldn't insult my teacher. The witch saint is not something you should talk about. Humans always have to pay for what he said. Are you right?"

"Saint?

you……"

Hearing this, Xing Zhou finally came to his senses, but even so, it was too late. With a "plop", he fell heavily to the ground, losing his breath.

Seeing this scene, Jing Tian bent down to confirm the old devil's condition, and said nothing more, covering his chest/chest with his left hand, holding the sword in his right hand, staggered up the mountain, and returned to Lingxuanzong.

...

Emperor Qin was really shocked by the scene in the mirror.

"Emperor Jing Tian's actions are really cruel. This old demon just said a few bad words, and he was exterminated like this. It really is the cruel and heartless Emperor Jing Tian."

"What do you know, Emperor Jing Tian is defending Emperor Qin, but he didn't realize it, are you blind?"

"Maintenance doesn't need to hurt the killer..."

"if not?

This old devil is a ruthless character at first glance, do you really want Emperor Jing Tian to reason with this person? "

"Why, what you said means that you are ready to stand on the side of the heinous Emperor Jing Tian?"

The man's face changed, and he spoke seriously, "I'm just talking about the facts!"

Among the crowd, there were those who condemned Emperor Jing Tian and those who defended Emperor Jing Tian, ​​and their opinions began to disagree.

Emperor Qin didn't say anything the whole time, but there was a feeling in his heart, but gradually something changed...

Ling Xuanzong.

Seeing Jing Tian coming back like this, Lan Qin folded his arms around his chest and looked at Jing Tian with a smile, "What did you do, did you fight with someone?"

"There was some altercation with someone else."

He was vague and didn't say much about the old devil.

"Having a quarrel with others, and ended up with such a serious injury?"

Jing Tian smiled, but did not answer.

"So did you win the fight?"

"Um?"

Regarding this question from Lan Qin, Jing Tian was slightly taken aback, never expecting that Lan Qin would ask such a question, and replied in a daze: "I won."

The woman smiled when she heard the words.

"It's fine if you win. If you win, it proves that you didn't embarrass me, Master. Otherwise, if this matter spreads, where will I put my face as a witch saint?"

After speaking, Lan Qin walked up to Jing Tian and patted him on the shoulder.

"Go and rest."

Lan Qin didn't think much about Jing Yan's injury at the time, and only regarded it as Jing Tian's personal grievance, after all, at that time, the two of them didn't know each other.

...

Because of Lan Qin, Ling Xuanzong's attitude towards Jing Tian, ​​Jing Yan and Jing Yan was still very enthusiastic during this time.

After Jing Yan woke up, she was also very happy with Ling Xuanzong's intention to accept her as an apprentice, and this kindness between master and apprentice was settled.

It's just that Lan Qin loves to play, so if she spends too long here, she will feel bored.

One day, Lan Qin saw Jing Tian practicing in the garden, walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey, little apprentice, I see that your injury is almost healed, how about going to play with me in a few days?"

Jing Tian shook his head honestly.

"I want to accompany Yan'er in Lingxuanzong. For those who are not interested, master should go by himself."

After hearing this, Lan Qin was not happy.

"You are my apprentice. You have to follow Master wherever he goes! Besides, what to do if you encounter any danger when you are playing around? Do you want to watch Master and me die outside?"

Jing Tian actually wanted to laugh a little bit, but fortunately he held back, otherwise Lan Qin would never end with him.

"Okay, okay, I'll just go with you, when we leave, Yan'er and I will say goodbye."

Although Jing Tian agreed to her request, Lan Qin always felt that something was weird... Why did the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Jing Tian's words seemed to be coaxing a child?

Lan Qin stared at his apprentice intently, feeling a little strange in his heart.

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