Chapter 586

Jingping said, "my friend, we are disciples of Qingyun sect. It is the so-called brothers all over the world. Since we meet today, it is fate. Please accept these three blood ginseng strains.".

Although extremely unwilling, Jing Ping knew that these people couldn't provoke them at all. He took out three blood ginseng strains and handed them to Zuo Haoyang, hoping to keep the other two.

Although the disciples of butianfeng are angry, they have no way. They are not strong enough and can only be bullied.

"Pa......".

Who knows, Zuo Haoyang raised his right hand and slapped him on Jing Ping's face.

Jingping's body moved five or six meters sideways and fell to the ground, spewing out a big mouthful of blood. Half of his face was puffed up, and his head was dizzy. He couldn't get up for a long time.

"What is it? It's also worthy of getting close to me? I said it's five blood ginseng strains. Hand them in quickly, otherwise you won't be able to leave today.".

The corner of Zuo Haoyang's mouth evoked a grimace.

"Big brother".

Seeing that Jing Ping was so humiliated, the disciples of butianfeng quickly ran over and helped Jing Ping up. Looking at Jing Ping's miserable appearance, they clenched their fists together, incomparable generation.

"You've gone too far.".

Qi Nanrong said, biting her lips.

The sky mending peak joined by Qi Nanrong and Lin Feng is not very beautiful, but he is kind. Now he can't help getting angry when he sees Jingping being beaten like this.

"Too much?".

The corner of Zuo Haoyang's mouth aroused a gloomy expression, "this is the secret place of thunder knife. The law of the jungle has no strength. Even if you are killed, you only blame yourself for your incompetence".

"OK, let's give it"!

Jing Ping said.

Everyone clenched their teeth and was full of humiliation.

However, even if you are humiliated, you must bear it.

Because Zuo Haoyang wants to kill these people of butianfeng. It's really too easy.

"It's too late to give it now.".

The corner of left Haoyang's mouth gave a sneer.

"What do you mean?". Jing Ping's face changed.

"Five blood ginseng strains, and then let those two chicks compensate for the childe one night and spare your dog's life"!

Zuo Haoyang reached out and pointed to "Shi Weizhu" and "Zhen Ying".

Both of them are first-class beauties and are watched by Zuo Haoyang.

The pretty faces of Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying suddenly became as pale as paper.

It's too much. We'd rather fight with you than give in.

Wang Hu roared. His face was twisted. His temper was already hot. He had suppressed his anger for a long time. Now he heard that Zuo Haoyang wanted Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying to compensate him for one night. How can he resist it?

"Don't know whether to live or die. Don't move the two beauties. Kill all the others.".

Zuo Haoyang said coldly.

Many people have gathered here for a long time, but the onlookers are indifferent to the conflict here. There are even disciples of other peaks of Qingyun sect in the crowd, but no one dare to fight when they see that the other party is a person of "Wanxian sect".

"No! Don't sacrifice everyone for us.". Shi Weizhu said pale.

Zhen Ying is also full of despair. She looks at Haoyang to the left and says in a trembling voice, "I hope you keep your word.".

Many people sigh. Obviously, Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying are afraid they can't escape.

Zuo Haoyang said with a smile, "don't worry, I always say one thing.".

"Absolutely not".

Jingping and others shouted. They stopped Shi Weizhu and Zhen Ying.

"It's shameless to give face. In that case, I don't need to spare you and do it.".

Zuo Haoyang waved his hand.

"Yes".

The people of Wanxian cult looked at the nine disciples of Butian peak with a grim smile.

"Elder martial brother, why is this necessary?" Shi Weizhu said pale.

"If that happens, we'd rather die.". Wang Hu gritted his teeth and said, "I will never live in humiliation.".

The others nodded heavily.

"If I am really desperate, even if I commit suicide, I will not choose to be humiliated," Shi Weizhu said, biting her pale lips.

"Me too," Zhen Ying said in a trembling voice.

"How can it be so easy to die?".

Zuo Haoyang sneered.

Looking at the nine disciples of butianfeng who have been completely forced to a dead end, those indifferent onlookers can't help but have a trace of pity at this moment.

But even though some pity these people, no one dares to help them.

That would offend the immortal sect.

Who dares to offend a super force like the Pantheon?

………………………

At this time, more than 20 monks of Wanxian cult had besieged the nine people of Butian peak.

Shi Weizhu and others have already held the heart of death.

Seeing that the war was about to break out, a cold voice suddenly rang through the mountains and forests.

"What a ten thousand immortals cult. You really deceive me. No one in Qingyun sect can't help it?".

Hearing this familiar voice, Shi Weizhu and others showed a look of ecstasy on their faces.

Everyone looked into the distance and saw a handsome young man coming this way step by step.

"Younger martial brother Lin"!

"Senior brother Lin"!

…

Shi Weizhu, Jing Ping and so on. Everyone looked at Lin Feng in surprise.

They know how powerful Lin Feng is.

…

"This guy is here.".

Some disciples of Qingyun sect also brightened their eyes when they saw Lin Feng coming.

Although there are some struggles and conflicts within Qingyun sect, after coming out, the twelve peaks of Qingyun will share a common hatred. However, these people of Wanxian sect are too powerful, and the disciples of Qingyun sect dare not fight.

"A boy of the triple heaven in the realm of King Wu?".

"Did this guy come out to die?".

"Don't you think you're stupid? Don't you dare to come out of the triple heaven in the realm of King Wu? Isn't this your own way to death?".

Many people felt Lin Feng's strength and immediately showed their disdain.

In their opinion, Lin Feng is no different from looking for death.

"What kind of cat and dog dare to jump in front of the young master. Qin Zheng, kill the boy for me.". Zuo Haoyang smiled grimly.

"Yes, senior brother Zuo".

A friar of the Wanxian cult, who was in the Wuwang realm with five heavens, jumped out and came to Lin Feng. With a grim smile on his face, "things that don't know how to live or die dare to jump in front of senior brother Zuo and die for me.".

The monk named Qin Zheng blew his fist at Lin Feng, and the smell of terror filled the air. The fist sent out bursts of sonic booms, directly shrouded Lin Feng and blasted down.

"One punch caused a thunderstorm, isn't it terrible? The boy won't be killed by one punch?".

Many people exclaimed, looking at Lin Feng like a dead man.