Yuejue Peak Ninth Hospital.
In the square, two women in the mid-stage of bone refining, and both of them are beautiful and moving, knelt there with flushed faces, and people passed by from time to time, pointing around.
These two people, one is Song Ying, and the other is Song Ying's fellow villager Yang Ting from the same dynasty.
The two beauties were forced to kneel on the spot, ashamed as much as possible.
Especially Song Ying, who knew that Huang Zheng was ashamed this time, and hated that she didn't have the waist card of an elite disciple, otherwise, only the top ten core members in the sect could make her kneel down.
"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Ying, I have troubled you." Yang Ting's eyes were still a little red, and she could see that she had cried before.
"It's none of your business, it's that bastard Li Zichang." Song Ying shook her head helplessly.
"Hush, Li Zichang is here."
Li Zichang, in the middle stage of nourishing Qi, looks like a little white face. Although he is handsome, his face is full of flamboyance, his eyes are seductive, and he starts to look at their towering chests from a long distance.
"Hehe, what's the matter, did you kneel for a day and reflect on yourself?" Li Zichang was proud, this feeling is really good, seeing two extremely beautiful women kneeling in front of him, if, if they can open their small mouths , oh, life is so wonderful.
But it doesn't matter, the surname Song is not our peak, won't the surname Yang beg to kneel in front of me sooner or later, begging to eat me? Hey hey.
"Senior Brother Li, we know we are wrong, you let Senior Sister Song go, she must not belong to our peak?"
"Bah!" Li Zichang showed no mercy, and slapped Yang Ting almost to the ground.
"Bastard, so what if it's not our peak, just kneeling here? Wrong, where are you wrong? Do you know how to make up for it?"
There was a faint blood flow from Yang Ting's mouth, she gritted her teeth, and tears fell from her eyes: "Yes, Yang Ting knows, as long as the senior brother doesn't pursue Sister Song, Yang Ting will listen to the senior brother in everything."
"Yang Ting, don't." Song Ying knew what she meant, she was giving in, yes, the Sword Pointing School has strict ranks, and many female juniors would submit to those lustful Senior Brother Gao Jing like this.
Of course, such people are rare after all, and most of the same sects take cultivation as their lifelong goal, who is as obscene as Li Zichang.
"Bah!" Li Zichang slapped Song Ying's face with a backhand: "Bitch, is it comfortable to be with Huang Zheng? You are willing to accompany him for the sake of climbing a small bone. My brother is in the middle of his cultivation, no better than him." Ten times stronger."
"No, Brother Huang is not the kind of person you said."
"Bah." Another slap in the face made Song Ying lie down on the ground, feeling limp and unable to get up for a long time.
"Hahaha." Li Zichang, a pervert, became even more excited when he saw two women being beaten like this by him.
At this moment, behind him, an extremely cold voice sounded.
"You are Li Zichang? Don't worry, your secular relatives and nine clans will all be beheaded and exterminated, and no one will be left behind."
"Who?" Li Zichang was startled and turned his head abruptly.
"Plop, pounce" four saber lights shot into his legs and shoulders like lightning.
"Ah!" Li Zichang screamed in shock and fell to his knees, unable to lift his hands up, and he was about to fall to the ground.
"Stuck" Huang Zheng rushed forward and grabbed his throat.
Li Zichang screamed in horror, but his legs and arms were pierced, and he couldn't exert any strength in his whole body.
"You, who are you? You are so brave... Ah, dare to come to our Yuejue Peak, ah... Come, come... Hurry up and notify the Peak Master... Someone has rebelled..."
People around had already seen that Yuejue Peak was in chaos, and many people left to report.
This ninth courtyard, like the sixth courtyard of Qingyu Peak, is full of bone refining disciples.
In the face of so many bone training sessions, Huang Zheng took out two magic weapons of low-grade treasures, Chi, Chi, pierced through Li Zichang's shoulders, nailed him to the ground, and firmly supported his body on the ground.
If he is not pinned, he will lie down on the ground, and now through his shoulders, the magic weapon pins him to the ground. In such a bloody and brutal scene, the shocked two little beauties couldn't keep their mouths shut, and the surroundings were overwhelmed. The disciples were even more jumpy, avoiding and reporting the letter one after another.
However, Huang Zheng is not over yet.
Whoosh, he took out another magic weapon, a sword, and cut off the palm of his beating man just now.
"Ah..." Li Zichang raised his head to the sky and screamed, almost crying.
Blood spurted out, bang, Huang Zheng raised his foot again and trampled the severed hand to pieces.
Hiss, the surrounding Yuejue Peak disciples all gasped.
Several female disciples, Song Ying, Yang Ting and others almost vomited out.
I have seen cruel ones, but I have never seen Huang Zheng so cruel.
In Xuanmen, broken hands and feet can be connected as long as they are cured quickly. Huang Zheng stomped on them, and even if Li Zichang survived, he would never have a hand again.
"Ah... woo..." Li Zichang was the only one in the field screaming and crying out of breath.
As a man, he finally cried for Huang Zhengzheng, with snot, tears and blood flowing all over his face, but he didn't even know who the person in front of him was.
"Who are you... why... woo..."
"Who is it, who is it, how courageous..." Taotian anger came from the void, and the next moment, four or five figures fell behind Huang Zheng.
In the late stage of nourishing qi, all of them are in the late stage of nourishing qi. Mi Jue'an, the master of Yuejue Peak, has come to the present.
"Kill, kill, kill them all." Without saying a word, Mi Jue'an gave an order to kill Huang Zheng, Song Ying, and Yang Ting.
"Who dares." Huang Zheng yelled loudly: "You are the ones who are so courageous. When you see the core disciples, don't you know how to meet them?"
What? Core disciple? Just as everyone was about to make a move, they were frightened when they heard these four words. In the door, there was an extra core for nourishing Qi.
"You, you are Huang Zheng?" Mi Jue'an was very experienced, and he immediately saw that the person in front of him might be Huang Zheng, a small bone refiner who has been promoted to cultivate Qi
Huang Zheng, everyone who was about to make a move was stunned.
This is a person who has been promoted to a core disciple through the school. Although the official appointment has not been made, he is a core disciple of Tietie.
"You guys are so courageous? Song Ying is my Huang Zheng's man, dare to force her to kneel on the peak of Yuejue for a day? Hahaha." Huang Zheng laughed back angrily: "Okay, okay, Mi Juan , kill yourself..."
What
Hiss, everyone gasped again. You bastard, if you open your mouth, you will be told to kill yourself.
Do you think you are the Supreme Headmaster? Mi Jue'an angered from his heart: "Kill him, kill him, what kind of core disciple, if the elders don't appoint him, then it's not right."
He screamed exaggeratedly, but even he felt pale and powerless, no one around him dared to make a move.
It's okay to bully Song Ying, now that Huang Zheng is here, who dares to kill Huang Zheng? Even Mi Juan screamed and dared not do anything.
Disrespecting the core disciples is the real crime of punishing the nine secular clans.
"You don't punish yourself. When I report to the punishment hall, I don't listen to the orders of the core disciples, and I will punish... you... the nine clans." Huang Zheng wanted to punish the nine clans every word.
It's no wonder that in the past, there were always people calling for his nine clans to be punished. It feels so good to tell others, it's like an emperor, with life and death at his fingertips.
Mi Juan's face suddenly turned pale.
"Song Ying, you should cut yourself too." Just then, another voice came.
A mysterious man in the late stage of concentrating slowly appeared in front of Huang Zheng. He looked very much like Zhou Wu. No need to guess, this person was Zhou Wen, one of the last eight sword-pointing gods Huang Zheng saw, and his core disciple.
Song Ying was pulled to stand up by Huang Zheng just now, her face turned pale when she heard these words, she turned her head and looked at Huang Zheng.
"Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Zhou." Mi Juan and the others cheered up.
"Huang Zheng, if you dare to ask my people to kill themselves, I will tell yours to kill themselves too. Song Ying, as long as you kill yourself, Mi Juan will not kill himself. I will kill him too. Huang Zheng, Mi Juan will kill himself. Do you dare to kill Song Ying with your own hands?"
Zhou Wen hurt people with his own words, and the words he said were earth-shattering.
Come on, Huang Zheng, you think you can mess around with your core disciple status, so can I.
"Okay, okay." Huang Zheng laughed loudly, grabbed Li Zichang's head with one hand, and twisted "Kacha" hard, and Li Zichang died on the spot.
Hiss, Mi Juan and the others subconsciously took half a step back.
"Listen, everyone here today. Help me spread the word about Huang Zheng. Whoever killed the nine clans of Li Zichang's family for me will come to the main hall of Qingyu Peak to receive a high-grade treasure and add millions of crystals."
Swipe, Huang Zheng waved one hand, and in the air, dozens of high-grade treasures were shot out, shining brightly, and the entire Yuejue Peak could be seen clearly.
"You..." Zhou Wen just hurt someone with his own self, and saw Huang Zheng make an even bigger one.
"Whoever dares, who dares to kill a member of Li Zichang's family, I will punish his nine clans." Zhou Wen's words were pale and powerless. Someone killed Li Zichang and secretly went to get a treasure. As long as you don't take it out, you know who it is
Huang Zheng said it word by word: "As long as Mi Jue'an dares to leave the Sword Sect in the future, whoever kills him, I will give you two high-grade treasures, plus five million high-grade crystals."
Hiss, Mi Jue'an's face suddenly became full of praise, the news got out, would he dare to leave the Sword Sect in the future
Zhou Wen was furious, and before he had time to speak, Huang Zheng said again: "Whoever is interested in beheading someone for me, I will thank him with a low-grade spiritual weapon."
Huang Zheng hovered over the Overlord Tongtian Pagoda in his hand, and the light of the spiritual weapon shone in all directions.
This time, even Zhou Wen became quiet.
Huang Zheng, this is what it means to truly hurt someone. Although he didn't name the person in the last sentence, everyone knows who he is talking about.
After tonight, it will definitely spread throughout the world. By then, not only some of the core disciples of the Sword Sect may want to kill Zhou Wen, but even all the other factions will have ideas.
Spiritual weapon, this is a spiritual weapon. How many people below Neidan of the Sword Pointing School have spiritual weapons
Zhou Wen didn't expect that Huang Zheng was so crazy.
Brat, you are doomed, I must impeach you, threatening to buy and sell the lives of fellow brothers, this is a serious crime, Taotian's capital crime.
It doesn't matter if Huang Zheng kills a hundred Yang Qi, but he dares to sell the lives of his core disciples, which is a serious crime.
Zhou Wen grinned: "You wait and see who kills whom."
"Go." Huang Zheng pulled Song Ying, turned around and left.
Song Ying looked at Yang Ting, but there was nothing she could do. She was not from Qingyu Peak now, and Huang Zheng was not a legitimate core disciple, so she gritted her teeth and turned to leave.
"Don't worry, I did this, no one dares to be rude to Yang Ting, at least before I die, no one in Yang Ting dares to touch him." Zhou Wen didn't dare either, Zhou Wen couldn't be at ease if Huang Zheng didn't die.
Hearing Huang Zheng's comfort, Song Ying finally felt better.
On this day, for Song Ying, Huang Zheng killed Shang Yuejuefeng, killed Li Zichang, and spent money in public to pay for murder, which shocked the entire sect and the Dianjian sect.