Chapter 35: I'm sorry, buddy, I'm really capable!

  Chapter 35 I'm sorry, junior, I'm really capable!

   "Your strength..."

   Liu Qingyuan and the others were stunned and looked at Jiang Chen in shock.

   The figure rushing towards the Yunling Tree paused. I don't know when, Jiang Chen had already dragged the number one, blocking the front.

  Boom

  Crash

  The power of majestic blood oscillates, rushing through the body like a river.

  The seven eight-foot Qi and Blood are trained like snakes, coiling around Jiang Chen's body.

   A line of qi and blood entangled the No. 1 boy, hanging him in the air.

"you…"

   The sturdy young man looked at him in horror, under the majestic qi and blood, the spiritual energy permeating his body was collapsing.

   The person in front of him is no longer as weak and deceitful as before, but a downright vicious beast!

   "Accidental?"

  Jiang Chen's expression was indifferent, his right palm was lightly raised, and his qi and blood shook, like a river converging and turning into a waterfall.

"kill!"

   Under the tremendous pressure, the sturdy figure shouted violently and slashed at Jiang Chen with a big sword in his hand.

   Facing the seventh grade, he couldn't escape, and could only do his best to resist Jiang Chen's blow.

   But see!

  Click

  Where Jiang Chen's right palm passed, six qi and blood followed, and the terrifying power dissipated the spiritual energy and shattered the big sword.

   Pieces of debris flew around, and the right palm was destroyed and printed on the chest.

   puff

  Bright red blood spilled, and the sturdy figure flew out and fell heavily to the ground, causing billowing smoke.

   "Seventh Stage Body Refinement!"

  Liu Qingyuan, Yang Yuqing and others were also shocked.

   In their eyes, Jiang Chen's strength is only rank four or five, relying only on psionic gloves.

   Never thought that he would be a seventh-grade body refiner.

   Moreover, looking at this blood, it is definitely the pinnacle of the seventh rank!

  Boom

   Golden psionic energy erupted, Liu Qingyuan forced Yang Yuqing back with a sword, and was about to retreat.

   This time, he lost again!

   Chill!

   A cold sword light flew over, Liu Qingyuan's complexion changed greatly, and a golden barrier full of cracks lit up on his body.

With a bang, the sword light fell, the barrier shattered, and Liu Qingyuan retreated several meters.

   "I'm here, no one can go!"

With   's cold and confident words, the long sword in Li Qingyue's hand raised afterimages, suppressing Lu Qingfeng.

   Her left hand did not point the sword, the sword light just now came from her hand.

   "Good Yang Yuqing, good junior!"

   Liu Qingyuan's eyes were cold and he looked at Jiang Chen coldly: "You are really my good apprentice!"

  Yang Yuqing sneered: "It's because you are too much on weekdays. If it were someone else, Qingyue would never come!"

   "Really?" Liu Qingyuan sneered, without any intention of repentance, the long sword in his hand once again shone with golden light: "If you want to keep me, see if you have the skills!"

  The sharp sword glow, powerful spiritual energy, gathered a sword and pointed directly at Jiang Chen.

   Yang Yuqing's eighth-rank peak, not to mention Li Qingyun's side, and only Jiang Chen, is the most suitable as a breakthrough.

  Unfortunately, he underestimated body refiners.

   "I'm sorry, buddy, I'm really capable!"

  Jiang Chen sneered, released the No. 1 boy, and his blood gathered in his right palm.

   rumbling

   Sword light, palm strength, instant confrontation.

  The sword light exploded, the long sword shattered, and the majestic power of blood and energy was like a mountain, hitting Liu Qingyuan's chest.

   chuckle

   puff

   The sound of shattering bones sounded, scarlet blood spilled on the ground, and Liu Qingyuan fell in various ways, smashing a pothole in the ground.

   Just as he was about to struggle to get up, the icy blade of the sword was already on his neck.

  Yang Yuqing said lightly: "It's too easy to keep you."

  Jiang Chen turned and walked towards the Yunling Tree, holding his hands, his blood surging.

   rumbling

  The ground cracked, and the Yunling Tree was uprooted by him.

   On the other side, Li Qingyue completely suppressed Lu Qingfeng, and he was defeated, unable to fight back.

  Lu Qingfeng smiled bitterly and stood up with his sword: "I admit defeat."

  Li Qingyue said nothing, put her long sword in its sheath, and looked at Yang Yuqing.

   "I'm going to find the long sword of the Spirit Race." Jiang Chen put down the Yunling Tree and said.

   The jet-black wooden sword of the old man in black was also made of Yunling Wood, so he couldn't just throw it away.

   "You..." Liu Qingyuan's eyes were gloomy: "How could this happen, you didn't turn against each other at all?"

   "Jiang Chen is not you!" Yang Yuqing said disdainfully, "You came out of the same class, you are really far from him."

   Liu Qingyuan looked gloomy and wanted to struggle, but considering the long sword around his neck, he kept silent.

   Soon, Jiang Chen found the pitch-black wooden sword, and collected the essence of the spirit race with the spirit ball. Only then did he carry the spirit tree and return with them.

  Yang Yuqing pressed Liu Qingyuan, and his two followers could only keep up.

  With Li Qingyue around, Lu Qingfeng, a ninth rank, didn't dare to worry about it.

   On the way back, Jiang Chen was not hiding his qi and blood, but his vigor and blood stunned the nearby spiritual clan.

   returned to the attic smoothly, and Luo Feng and the two also woke up.

   found ropes, tied all four of them, knocked them unconscious, and threw them into the room.

  Jiang Chen asked: "How do you distribute this Spirit Tree?"

   "The three of us are divided equally?" Yang Yuqing pondered: "Qingyue and Jiang Chen have both made great efforts. It is unfair whoever has less."

   "I want that sword, a branch is enough." Li Qingyue said lightly.

   "It's a little less." Yang Yuqing said with a frown.

   A sword, plus a branch, is really too little compared to the whole tree.

   "I only need a little bit, enough to attract the Spirit Race." Jiang Chen said.

   "Attracting the Spirit Clan?" Yang Yuqing was taken aback: "What are you doing to attract the Spirit Clan?"

   "Killing, looking for them one by one is too much trouble." Jiang Chen said lightly: "Wait for them to gather and kill them all at once, wouldn't it be fun?"

   Well, you have a good idea!

   Without waiting for Yang Yuqing to continue speaking, Li Qingyue picked up the wooden sword and a branch, and said, "I'll go first, and find me next time if I have something to do."

   After saying that, he left.

  Yang Yuqing said: "She is like this with unfamiliar people, she doesn't like to talk, and now she is preparing to go to the ninth rank, and this time she is already disturbing her."

   "Already breaking through to the ninth rank?" Jiang Chen said in surprise.

   "She is a genius in the first class, the genius class, and the whole school is also one of the top few." Yang Yuqing sighed: "I don't know when I will be able to enter the ninth grade."

   "With the talent of a senior, you should be able to enter the ninth rank soon." Jiang Chen smiled.

   "Lend your auspicious words." Yang Yuqing smiled slightly and asked, "What do you plan to do with the four Liu Qingyuan?"

   "Lock it up first, and then make a decision after I ask." Jiang Chen said.

  Yang Yuqing nodded: "Well, what about this Yunling Wood?"

   "Senior sister, look at it. If you can, I think you can plant it and take some when you need it." Jiang Chen said.

   "That's a good idea." Yang Yuqing nodded and broke a branch for him: "You use this branch first, and then ask me for it when you're done."

   "Okay." Jiang Chen took the branch, and with this branch of the Spiritual Wood, it would be easier to find the Spirit Clan in the future.

After    was allocated, Yang Yuqing took Luo Feng and the two out to deal with the Yunling Tree.

   As for Wang Zhen, he prepared a pile of food for him.

   While eating, Jiang Chen sent a message to Ning Baichuan, informing him of the capture of Liu Qingyuan.

   "Be careful in the outskirts. I just found out the news that the descendants of the martyrs they found earlier had their medals stolen."

  Ning Baichuan said: "Now we are tracing the whereabouts of the medal."

   "Where? Not in Zhang Tianyang's hands?" Jiang Chen frowned.

   "The black-clothed mask stole it. It cannot be confirmed that Zhang Tianyang did it, nor is it in the Zhang family's family."

  Ning Baichuan said lightly: "I have arranged for someone to secretly go to Lu Chengshan's house to search. The most important thing is that there is no evidence to arrest them for questioning."

   "I see, what about Liu Qingyuan and the others?"

   "You, Teacher Ling, will handle it. You should also pay attention to the whereabouts of the medals. It is related to the descendants of the martyrs, and the Federation attaches great importance to it!" Ning Baichuan said solemnly.

   (end of this chapter)