484: C484 Successful Disciple

C484 Successful Disciple

The air suddenly went quiet.

Wan Miejing's eyes suddenly focused, and then a look of disbelief appeared on his face. He turned his head to look.

Jing Shaoqiu stopped moving and looked in the direction of the sound.

He saw a young man at the eighth level of the Martial Lord Stage.

As for Uncle He and the other three Martial King Stage Expert, when they saw the young man, their eyes were filled with doubt, "Martial Lord Stage."

Eighth level Martial Lord Stage was considered powerful in other places, but in a place like this... they didn't have the right to speak.

Jing Shaoqiu only gave Su Jin a slight glance before he lost interest. He didn't even seem to have heard Su Jin's disrespect towards him. The Yuan Qi in his hand became denser. He grinned hideously and looked at the severely injured Wan Miejing. He ordered, "Kill that lowlife. Don't bother me!"

After that, his palm continued to fall!

"Yes!"

The three men who didn't manage to react to Wan Miejing's sword attack immediately started moving.

A fat fourth level Martial King Stage martial artist looked at the youth and didn't care about his background. He smiled malevolently and made a grabbing motion with his big hand. Rumble!

A terrifying and boundless gravitational force descended in an instant. Even if it was a mountain, these Fourth Level Martial King were confident that they could crush it into powder, and his target was this Martial Lord young man who had disturbed the young master's mood.

The other two Martial King Stage Expert were a bit helpless. Without even thinking about it, it was obvious how that Martial Lord youth could withstand such a move. Unfortunately, this opportunity to make a contribution had been snatched away.

However, in the next moment, the Fourth Grade Martial King fatty's face froze, because the moment he struck out his palm, the Martial Lord young man disappeared from where he stood.

That's right, he had disappeared.

"Ah!"

All of a sudden, a miserable scream came from behind.

The three Martial King warriors were startled. They quickly looked over and saw that the Martial Lord young man had appeared in front of Wan Miejing at some point in time. It was as if he was grabbing a dead dog, grabbing Jing Shaoqiu's neck and holding him in his hand.

"Young master!"

"Let go of young master!"

The expressions of the three Martial King changed dramatically.

"Let go of Shaoqiu!"

Uncle He was startled for a moment, and then he shouted out in anger. However, he was somewhat shocked in his heart, because he didn't see how Su Jin had captured Jing Shaoqiu.

"Ah... beast!"

Jing Shaoqiu stared at the man in front of him in shock and anger, trying to break free. However, he found that his true qi was completely useless against the man in front of him. Instead, the force coming from his neck was getting stronger and stronger, making him feel like he was suffocating.

His eyes became frightened, and he roared crazily, "Come... Come, save... me!"

Su Jin did not look at Jing Shaoqiu who was in his hand. He looked at Wan Miejing who was on the ground and said, "Damn, I just walked away for a while. Why are you so miserable?"

After he finished off the Devil Clan, he immediately continued to chase after Wan Miejing. He didn't expect to encounter such a scene right after he found Wan Miejing.

Fortunately, he was lucky enough to arrive at this place. Otherwise, he was afraid that Wan Miejing would have already been killed by this little bastard.

Thinking of this, Su Jin couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

If Jing Shaoqiu knew that he was treated as a little bastard by Su Jin, he was afraid that he would be so angry that he would have to fight Su Jin to the death. But at this moment, he could only struggle in fear and cry for help.

Wan Miejing's injuries were severe. Looking at Su Jin in front of him, he couldn't believe it. How could he save him?

A trace of gratitude flashed in the depths of his eyes, but soon after, he gritted his teeth and said, "You should leave quickly. The strength of Jing He is not something you can deal with!"

In his opinion, although Su Jin could easily defeat Jing Shaoqiu, he was still far from being comparable to Jing He, who was of the same generation as Wusheng Sword King. He didn't want Su Jin to die here because of him.

"You're about to die, so speak less."

Su Jin felt a little helpless. This disciple of his could only be described as tsundere, but there was no future for a man to be tsundere.

He decided to teach his new disciple well in the future. Now was not the right time, because he felt a strong pressure coming from the opposite side.

"Let go of Shaoqiu!"

Jing He's gaze was extremely cold, and a murderous and bleak aura was emitted from his body.

Sixth level Martial King Stage!

Jing He's eyes were filled with killing intent. No matter what this man's background was, he had already attacked Jing Shaoqiu. He could only use his death to atone for his crimes.

Furthermore, this man was only at the eighth level of the Martial Lord, but he was able to capture Jing Shaoqiu so easily, causing him to lose all his strength. Such terrifying talent was simply unheard of, causing Jing He to feel a deep chill in his heart.

He looked at Su Jin and Wan Miejing in front of him. In his heart, he had already sentenced these two men to death.

"Let's go!"

Wan Miejing roared in a low voice. Although he was unwilling to die here, he did not want anyone else to die because of him.

However, Su Jin didn't pay any attention to Wan Miejing. Instead, he threw Jing Shaoqiu, who was in his hand, out like a dead dog.

He stretched out his hand and a bamboo stick appeared in his hand. Then, he looked at Wan Miejing and said with a faint smile, "Watch carefully. Disciple, today, I will let you see what a real sword technique is! "

Who is your disciple?! Although Wan Miejing really wanted to say this, he felt the terrifying killing intent emitted by Jing He, and his face became even more anxious." Quickly leave, Su Jin! "

"Leave? Today, neither of you will be able to leave!"

Jing He's expression became ferocious. He looked at Su Jin as if he was looking at a dead man. Initially, he didn't want to make a move when Jing Shaoqiu was being held hostage by Su Jin. But now, Su Jin had taken the initiative to throw Jing Shaoqiu away. His heart was filled with joy.

Since this fellow was courting death, who could he blame?

"Buddha's Abyss Suppressing Palm!"

Almost at the same time that Su Jin threw Jing Shaoqiu away, Jing He attacked. He struck out with his palm, and the True Qi in his body was as majestic as a mountain. * Hong Long...... * It pressed down on Su Jin, as if it was suppressing the Earth Gate!

Although the Jing family was famous for its sword techniques, the martial arts that Jing He was most proficient in were not sword techniques. It was the Buddha's Abyss Suppressing Palm. This was a Buddhist palm technique that he had found in the ruins of a Buddhist Sect. Its power was comparable to an Astral Rank Middle-grade martial art.

The moment the Suppressing Abyss Palm came crashing down...

Buzz!

An indescribably vast concept suddenly appeared in the world.

The most powerful, the most rigid, the weakest, the softest, the most fast, and the slowest. This Concept was filled with all sorts of completely contradictory true intents, yet they were also perfectly fused together, mixing together and giving off a completely natural feeling, without the slightest intention of putting on an act.

The moment it appeared, everyone present couldn't help but be stunned.

Whether it was Wan Miejing or the Jing family warriors, they were all experts in the Sword Dao. They were experts in the Sword Dao, and they even comprehended the Sword Intent.

Wan Miejing's sword intent was about to reach major completion.

The moment this artistic conception descended, they knew that it was a sword intent.

However, it was precisely because they knew that it was a sword intent that they were shocked.

They had never known that Sword Intent could actually still be like this, and it could even be so vast, so profound, so powerful, that it was inconceivable!

They had studied swords for so many years, but under this sword intent, they could not help but feel ashamed of themselves.

They deserved to learn the sword?

The sword intent they had comprehended was also worthy of being called sword intent?

Too naive.

Such a profound sword intent caused everyone to be infatuated. They could not help but have thoughts of comprehending this sword intent for the rest of their lives.

Suddenly, Jing He woke up. He suddenly realized that he was fighting with someone, not comprehending the sword intent.

But the moment he woke up, everything was over.

The Abyss Suppressing Pagoda formed by True Qi had already been pierced through by a sword light, and his chest also gave off a cold feeling.

Jing He lowered his head with great difficulty, and saw that his heart had already been pierced by a sword light.

He raised his head in disbelief, looked at the young man holding the bamboo pole, and roared word by word, "Big... success. Sword... Will!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body fell backwards.

Plop.

Everyone woke up from the sword intent just now.

Then they saw Jing He's corpse.

It looked like Su Jin was using a bamboo pole as a sword to attack.

"What happened?!"

The fat Martial King said in a daze.

"Uncle He, kill him!"

Jing Shaoqiu's face was ferocious. Just a moment ago, he was thrown out by Su Jin. His face was filled with resentment and anger, but all of a sudden, he froze.

"Great Completion Sword Intent..."

Wan Miejing looked at Su Jin in a daze. That sword intent was actually unleashed by him!

At this moment, he finally knew that Su Jin wasn't lying to him. Such a sword intent was enough to take him in as a disciple, let alone as a disciple.

Su Jin was the only one who acted as if nothing had happened. With a faint smile, he threw away the bamboo pole and looked at Wan Miejing. "Now, you can be my disciple!"

Wan Miejing took a deep breath. Su Jin had saved his life, and he wasn't qualified to reject any of his requests, let alone Su Jin who had mastered the Great Completion Sword Intent.

A resolute look flashed across Wan Miejing's eyes. He stood up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and then respectfully dropped to his knees. "Disciple Wan Miejing greets master!"

"'Ding... Congratulations to host for opening the Treasure Chest for accepting an apprentice! '

Congratulations to user for obtaining an upgrade gem.'0

Congratulations on obtaining Huaxmate 100 Pro. One phone."

"F * ck, you had this phone in your previous life?"

Su Jin stared at him. He remembered that when he transmigrated, Hua X's Mate only appeared in the 20th series.

He did not have the time to care about the reward of the treasure chest. He pointed at the seriously injured Wan Miejing and Green Monarch Wood Emperor's Qi entered his body. Wan Miejing's injuries immediately began to recover. In a few breaths, he recovered completely.

"Thank you, Master!"

Wan Miejing was shocked. He didn't expect that his Master's cultivation technique would allow him to recover so quickly, and he immediately expressed his gratitude.

Su Jin did not say much. Instead, he spoke in a faint voice, "I allowed you to leave?"

Crack!

Jing Shaoqiu, who was preparing to escape quietly, heard these words. His entire body shivered. He accidentally stepped on a bamboo branch and broke it.

In an instant, his face turned pale.

The faces of the three Martial King Stage Experts instantly turned deathly pale.

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