The Sword God of the Universe

Jing Qingyan, completely confused.

What's going on?

Master Jing Yan, how can you be so strong? Isn't the realm falling, only for the triple heaven of martial arts?

Flying Jing Chuanling with his hand was probably at least the ninth heaven of martial arts, right?

Jing Qingyan took a breath and looked straight at Jing Yan.

"Overestimate yourself!" Jing Yan glanced at Jing Chuanling, who was tens of meters away.

Even though Jing Yan kept his hands off the blow, it was a real lesson for Jing Chuanling.

Even with advanced healing potions, Jing Chuanling would never be able to stand up unless he lay in bed for a month or two.

As for this year's family competition, he would definitely not be able to participate.

"Jing! Yan!"

Jing Yuqin, roar!

She had not spoken before, and jing yan had not paid any attention to her. Now, she could not help but speak.

Jing Chuanling was her man. Jing Yan taught Jing Chuanling a lesson, and that was not to give her face.

How could she swallow this in front of so many people? If she hadn't known that Jing Yan was powerful, she might have already taken action against jing yan.

"How dare you! Ah, you are too bold."

"Jing Yan, you dare to commit a crime in public in Fang shi and beat up your family's children. Well, well, wait. I'll report it to the elder. I'll see how arrogant you are."

"Manager ming yang, hurry up and arrest him." Jing Yuqin, his body was trembling violently, and his cheeks were distorted by anger.

She really didn't expect that Jing Yan had the guts to beat Jing Chuanling away in front of her. Moreover, Jing Chuanling's injuries looked serious.

"Did I let you talk?"

Jing Yan squinted and turned to Jing Yuqin.

"Whoosh!"

He suddenly took a step towards Jing Yuqin.

"Pa!" A crisp sound came out, and then everyone saw five red fingerprints on Jing Yuqin's white face.

"Say, did I let you talk? Huh?" Jing Yan, standing next to Jing Yuqin, asked the latter.

Jing Yuqin, on the other hand, was a little confused.

"Bam!" Jing Yan raised his hand again. The remnants of his arm shook in the space, and the crisp voice came out again.

This time, Jing Yuqin had some reactions. She obviously wanted to avoid the slap, but she couldn't avoid it.

The slap landed firmly on her fair face. That burning feeling, very sour and refreshing.

"You... You..." Jing Yuqin's eyes widened.

"Snap!"

"I told you not to talk, but you still talk. Why are you so cheap? Why are you so cheap? Ah? Say, why are you so cheap!" Jing Yan sounded helpless.

"Clap, clap, clap!" Open your bow left and right.

Jing Yuqin's head kept shaking left and right with Jing Yan's slap. She tried her best, but she couldn't avoid it. She couldn't even step back. Because, there was a terrifying energy that tied her body to its original position.

A series of slaps, which made Jing Yuqin's pretty face swell up like a pig's head, and even his mouth was deformed.

"Woo, woo, woo," Jing Yuqin cried.

Her tearful eyes were filled with tears, and her pitiful eyes were filled with fear.

"That's more like it. If I don't tell you to talk, don't talk. I'm still dealing with Jing Mingyang's problem. If you listen, I won't hit you." Jing Yan nodded at this time, after confirming that Jing Yuqin could not speak, he spoke to jing yuqin in a calm tone.

Then he turned around and looked at Jing Mingyang.

At this time, the people present, whether Jing Chenxing or Jing Mingyang, including the guards of Fang shi, as well as those watching the martial arts. All of them were dumbfounded.

The crowd was only a little surprised to say that the words of the future had killed Jing Chuanling. Now, Jing Yan slapped Jing Yuqin dozens of times in public, which was shocking.

Even if Jing Chuanling was beaten, after all, it didn't have much background, plus it was Jing Chuanling who provoked Jing Yan first. But what was Jing Yuqin's identity?

That's Great Elder's daughter from the Jing family. What's the status of Jing family Great Elder? In the entire Jing family, only the jing family, chang jing cheng ye, could slightly suppress Great Elder.

Jing Yan, how dare you play jingyuqin? Or in such a humiliating way?

One thing everyone present was certain of was that Jing Yuqin would not dare to make a public appearance for a long time to come. She has no face to appear in front of people.

Today's incident will probably spread throughout East Lincheng in a few hours.

"Jing Yan! How dare you!"

Jing Mingyang, it was only then that she realized. Just now, he was really stunned.

Plus, the jingyan fan was so fast that Jing Yuqin didn't have time to stop it. Now that he realized it, he was furious, his old face flushed and his whole body trembled.

"Get him! Get him!" Jing Mingyang roared at the guard.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

Several guards, including two guards from the ninth heaven of martial arts, suddenly pounced on Jing Yan.

A strong vitality suddenly filled this side of the world.

"Don't cry until you see the coffin!" Faced with the fierce siege of several guards, Jing Yan smiled faintly and his cold sword flashed.

A shadow of a sword swept out, and the blade of a fallen leaf sword gathered in the autumn wind and pointed at the guard who had pounced on it with precision.

"Wheeze!"

The guards flew out faster than they could at Jing Yan.

On their own? Trying to catch Jing Yan? When Jing Yan was in the seventh heaven of martial arts, he was able to suppress Li Tianfu of the Extreme combat association. Now Jing Yan, who was already a Fang shi guard of the ninth heaven of martial arts, just a few eighth heaven and ninth heaven, how could he be Jing Yan's opponent?

"Boom!"

The guards flew out and crashed into the walls of the Weapons shop building before stopping their fall. The walls of the building collapsed a lot.

Jing Mingyang was about to pounce on Jing Yan's figure, but he stopped.

He took a deep breath and looked at Jing Yan in astonishment, his heart surging.

"The realm of nature? Has Jing Yan returned to the realm of nature?" Jing Mingyang took a few breaths and didn't dare to breathe out.

He felt a slight tingling in his body, as if he could not move.

"Tsk tsk, there's been quite a loss." Jing yan shook his head, looked at the wall that was smashed by the guards, and said with a frown.

"Jing Mingyang, it seems that two thousand four hundred Lingshi are not enough. The restoration of this wall also requires a large number of Lingshi." Jing Yan looked at Jing Mingyang again and said faintly.

"Don't worry, I'll do the math." Jing yan paused, as if he was really calculating the loss.