After The College Entrance Examination, I Was Actually Encrypted By The National Sss Level - Chapter 69 Five Of The Ten Saints
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- Chapter 69 Five Of The Ten Saints
“If you open or close your mouth, you’re just being stupid. Doesn’t my nephew have a name? I’m so stupid. Can you try shouting again?”
Chen Jingnian was annoyed: “You can tear up this covenant if it’s true. If you don’t tear it up, you monsters will be my dog slaves.”
After a while, Chen Jingnian was full of murderous intentions:
“No matter who it is, even if it’s the Demon Slayer Pavilion or the Human Alliance, if anyone dares to hand over Jing’an to the demon clan, they will be the enemy of the entire Tianling Pavilion.”
“Although I am not at the top of the human race’s combat power, I want to deal with the cripples of you demon clan, no problem!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the heavy coffin flew straight out. Chen Jingnian stood on it, his eighth realm cultivation manifested, and displayed the word domineering in front of all the warriors of the race!
“How dare you?”
The white-robed envoys panicked, but fortunately they had the foresight before and did not go deep into Daxia: “The two armies are fighting, and the envoys will not be killed without killing them. What’s more, the two races have not yet broken out. Do you, the human race, really want to tear up the alliance?”
The white-robed messenger ran and retreated.
“Why are you tearing up the covenant? Aren’t you in my territory of Daxia?” Chen Jingnian stepped over, followed closely by the coffin lid.
When he got closer, Chen Jinnian slapped the white-robed messenger’s mouth to bits: “Remember, my nephew’s name is Wang Jing’an. Don’t shout out loud when you see him in the future. It’s very rude.”
After saying that, Chen Jinnian didn’t give the other party a chance to react. He reached out and grabbed the coffin lid and smashed the white-robed messenger until his bones were broken.
Although he is so rough, Chen Jinnian gives people a very “gentle” feeling.
At this time, everyone in the city, including several bloggers who were live broadcasting, clearly saw that the heavy coffin actually suppressed the white-robed messenger.
Chen Jingnian flipped his hand, closed the coffin lid, carried the coffin with one hand and rushed out of the border of Daxia, and then was buried under the high seas: “Whoever tries to trick my nephew, this is what will happen.”
Where have the two remaining black-robed messengers seen this scene before?
They are all running for their lives.
All the warriors who were watching this live broadcast were excited.
There are even many comments like this:
“Oh my god, please give me a dozen uncles like this!”
“Damn, I feel so safe!”
“Suddenly I feel that this uncle is so manly!”
“If I had such a protective uncle, if the dog growled at me when I went out, I would have slapped it twice.”
It was also the first time for these warriors to see the master of Tianling Pavilion take action.
In the cafeteria of Canglong Martial Arts School, Yang Zhen gave a thumbs up and asked: “Jing’an, help me ask my uncle later if he would mind having me as a nephew?”
“Ask me, too.” Chu Ziyao smiled.
Wang Jing’an didn’t know what to say, but he still felt warm in his heart. He didn’t expect that this uncle could actually rush to the border city to teach the clamoring messenger a lesson for himself.
…
During Chen Jingnian’s pursuit, the two black-robed messengers were almost killed when a huge black rhinoceros appeared behind them.
“It’s Lingxi Emperor!” Two black-robed messengers shouted: “Lingxi Emperor, save me!”
The Lingxi Emperor transformed into a half-human and half-animal form, standing with his hands behind his back, horizontally in the sky: “Pavilion Master Chen, you have overstepped your bounds.”
Chen Jinnian snorted coldly: “You are overstepping your mother.”
Emperor Lingxi frowned and revealed his murderous intent: “Pavilion Master Chen, you have now left the border area of Daxia. This is the high seas and is not covered by the protection regulations of the truce covenant. Since you insist on killing the envoy, I don’t mind letting you die in this high seas.” under.”
Chen Jingnian felt a sudden increase in pressure. After all, the other party was one of the ten evil monsters of the contemporary era. He had indeed left the territory of Daxia. If he was killed by the other party, it would not be considered as breaking the truce.
…
Fengjing City.
Canglong Martial Arts School.
In a quiet mountain forest in Canglong Back Mountain.
The old man in a wheelchair slowly appeared. He looked at the quiet surroundings, then at the withered yellow leaves slowly falling, and then at a big bell standing in the temple in the distance.
The old man in the wheelchair shook his fingertips gently, and the big clock began to emit a mighty chime.
The scope of the bell sound is extremely wide!
Subsequently.
The old man in the wheelchair followed the bell and appeared in the border city.
The moment he appeared, it snowed heavily across the border.
Frosty.
And there are still flames filling the air!
“Emperor Lingxi, if you want to fight, let me, an old immortal, fight with you.” The old man in a wheelchair appeared at the city gate in a wheelchair.
This wheelchair has unknowingly turned into a Frozen Throne.
“Ten Saints of the Human Race!” All the warriors who came to the city gate to watch almost instinctively shouted those four words.
…
In the cafeteria of Canglong Martial Arts School.
When everyone who gathered to watch the live broadcast saw the old man in a wheelchair, Lin Wanqing’s pretty face became more and more solemn: “It’s the old principal.”
“Old principal?” Yang Zhen was puzzled.
“He is the previous principal and one of the ten saints of the contemporary human race.” Lin Wanqing looked at Wang Jing’an: “The old principal also removed the poison from Emperor Zhan’s body a few years ago, but there was no way to cure it, and he could only remove about 90% of it. “
Wang Jing’an began to realize that the situation was developing in the most serious direction.
Just because of the killing of the demon royal family, the ceiling of combat power of both sides gradually appeared…
…
“It’s been so many years, and you still haven’t recovered from that battle more than ten years ago, ‘Crippled’ Principal.”
The Lingxi Emperor was very heavy on the word “crippled”. It faced off in the air, and its aura was as strong as any. As one of the Ten Fierces, it was also the ceiling of the Monster Clan’s combat power, and it was not worthy of being one of the Human Clan’s Ten Saints.
Not to mention a disabled Ten Saints.
“Although you are disabled, I should have no problem killing you.” The old man in the wheelchair smiled faintly, and his smile was kind.
Then the wheelchair looked at Chen Jinnian in the distance. A giant frost hand grabbed Chen Jinnian from outside the border of Daxia and pulled Chen Jinnian back to Daxia.
Emperor Lingxi’s face gradually turned cold: “I don’t want to talk nonsense with you. Today, I am here to give you an ultimatum to the human race. During this period of six days, I will meet the owner of Nanming Lihuo and take him with him. When I return to the Demon Realm, I would like to remind you that at this time tomorrow, at the border of the Demon Realm, I will see Huang’er’s body, if not, the covenant will be void!”
Chen Jingnian was furious: “Fuck your covenant, if you don’t tear it up in front of me today, I will look down on you, you stupid cow, you coward!”
After saying that, Chen Jinnian raised his thumb, then slowly pointed it down.
Emperor Lingxi was stunned for a long time after hearing these words. A small Taoist from the Eighth Realm openly insulted him. He was not afraid of being beheaded?
The old man in the wheelchair was also a little helpless: “Pavilion Master Chen, please speak more reservedly and don’t be so arrogant. I know you are standing up for your nephew, but there are so many people in the city watching, so you must maintain the demeanor that the Master of Tianling Pavilion should have.”
Finally, Emperor Lingxi suppressed his anger, looked at the high sea below, and grabbed the heavy coffin from the air with one hand. The heavy coffin was caught in the sky, and the coffin shattered into powder with a shock of brute force.
pity.
The white-robed messenger lying inside was already dead.
This coffin is a disposable seventh-grade spiritual weapon. Once you lie in it, your life will be harvested crazily.
“I’m sorry, you stupid cow, but I accidentally killed your envoy.” Chen Jingnian looked calm and calm.
Emperor Lingxi was angry: “Aren’t you afraid of being killed by me?”
Chen Jinnian took out his ears and said, “Mr. Sun is here, am I afraid of you?”
The old man in the wheelchair looked helpless.
Although the Lingxi Emperor was extremely angry, he was still holding back. Now that the ultimatum had been issued, if Huang’er’s body was not seen tomorrow, the Lingxi Clan would unite with the other seven ancient demon clans to put pressure on the human race.
The Lingxi Emperor’s bet was that the human race would not dare to tear up the alliance easily.
“Ten evils, that’s it?” When the other party left, Chen Jinnian didn’t forget to say one more thing. In fact, he was panicking inside.
It was only because Senior Sun was here that I dared to bluff.
The old man in the wheelchair looked at the Lingxi Emperor who was gradually leaving and sighed softly.
Chen Jingnian came over to pay homage: “I have met Senior Sun, thank you very much for saving me.”
The old man in the wheelchair shook his head softly. His name was Sun Dingguo. He was the fifth of the ten saints of the contemporary human race. He had the innate ability of SSS-level ice and fire.
The wheelchair that Sun Dingguo was sitting in slowly turned around and was about to leave following the sound of the bell.
“Mr. Sun!” Chen Jinnian suddenly called Sun Dingguo.
Sun Dingguo’s wheelchair stopped, turned around and asked, “Pavilion Master Chen, what’s wrong?”
Chen Jingnian returned to his original serious look, looked at the direction in which Lingxi Emperor left, and asked: “Six days later, do the human race really intend to hand over the child Jing’an?”