"Even if the punishment is to be reduced, it should be the elders of the sect who come forward. Do you guys deserve it?"

"You!" Zhang Changfa was furious.

At this moment, Yang Tianfu, who had never spoken a word, suddenly waved his hand.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Heng, "A mere handyman disciple is worthy of having an elder come forward?"

Yang Tianfu smiled and sarcastically said: "You tell me the rules? Okay, then I will tell you, in this Tianxuan Sect, whoever has the biggest fist will follow the rules!"

Yang Tianfu snorted coldly and waved his hand.

"kill him!"

"Death!" A handyman disciple suddenly punched him.

In his eyes, Jiang Heng is just an ant that can be easily crushed to death!

With one punch, he seemed to have seen the joyful scene of Jiang Heng's head being blown apart!

At the eighth level of body tempering, even an ordinary punch from him would carry a sharp wind.

The fierce and domineering fist was about to hit Jiang Heng's head.

Just when the fist was about to fall, Jiang Heng's head suddenly tilted to the side, and the punch directly grazed Jiang Heng's neck!

Jiang Heng seized the opportunity, poured all his strength into his elbows, and suddenly pushed forward behind him.

Bang——

With a dull sound, the disciple who made the sneak attack flew backwards in an instant, and a deep pit collapsed in his chest.

"puff--"

The disciple fell to the ground, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and then rolled over without even letting out a scream.

"What? How is this possible?"

This is a disciple of the eighth level of body tempering, and he can't even catch a move like this?

The other disciples looked at Jiang Heng with a look of fear.

"No, he...he is not the third level of body tempering!"

"Yes...it's the seventh level!!"

Even Yang Tianfu frowned, why did Jiang Heng suddenly become the seventh level of the Body Tempering Realm?

A few days ago, he was still at the third level of cultivation!!

And even if it's the seventh level, it shouldn't be so lethal!

The eighth-level body-tempering monk was as brittle as paper in front of him!

As everyone knows, these disciples only attach great importance to the last word of the body tempering realm.

How could you ever think carefully about the word Tempered Body despite all your efforts to break through the situation?

Jiang Heng, on the other hand, has traveled back and forth to the Demonic Cave many times over the years, and every time he has suffered major and minor injuries.

But it was also a blessing in disguise. In this body-tempering realm, Jiang Heng's physical strength and life-and-death fighting experience were not comparable to those of these disciples who only knew how to fight on paper!

Although they occasionally sparred with each other, they had never seen blood, and they could be regarded as pampered for so long.

No one expected that this good-for-nothing Jiang Heng would be so ruthless?
Chapter completed!