It’s not Xiang Jing’s blow, this wind proud of the sky is only in the middle stage of foundation construction. He was able to kill the strong man who was at the peak of foundation construction in the middle of foundation construction. Now, there are five abutments in the body in the latter stage of foundation construction. .

Feng Aotian pointed at Xiang Jing and said, "What is it, shameless, take your life!"

As he said that, he raised his knife and killed Xiang Jing, splitting out two wind blades first in the air, followed by the big sword behind.

Jing Wenyan frowned on the side, and his palm was already on the hilt.

This Feng Aotian is indeed too arrogant, and if he continues to do this, his Jing family will have no face in Liyang City.

Just when Feng Aotian was about to kill Xiang Jing and Jing Wenyan was about to stop him, Xiang Jing suddenly raised his head and said a word.

"roll!"

The sound of rolling was spoken by the tiger roar and the dragon yin. The powerful sound wave formed by the voice of the dragon and the tiger directly shattered Feng Aotian's wind blade, and flew his whole person out.

Feng Aotian, who was still aggressive just now, fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, Qiqiao twitching nonstop bleeding.

Xiang Jing ignored him and kicked off the big man's legs with both feet, causing him to kneel down facing Wu Xin.

"First apologize to my disciple."

Xiang Jing slapped his head amidst the screams of the big man. The big man slapped his head directly to the ground, blood gurgled out, and he passed out directly.

Xiang Jing raised his hand and threw the big man beside Feng Aotian like trash. Then he looked at Jing Wenyan and said, "Master Jing, this is the grievance between this seat and the Wind Blade Sect, so don't bother Jing City Master to come forward."

To tell the truth, Jing Wenyan didn't understand this Xiaoyao Sect at all, and the reason why he shot was only because the Wind Blade Sect broke the rules.

But for what Xiang Jing said, he understood. This is about his Xiaoyao Sect and Wind Blade Sect. If the Jing family is not shut down, the rivers and lakes are grudges. I hope they will not interfere.

But the meaning is understood, but the face is decent, if these two sentences are passed, where will they put the face of the Jing family.

Xiang Jing directly took out one hundred high-grade spirit stones and said, "This is a hundred high-grade spirit stones, which is a little bit from this seat. Please take this seat and transfer it to City Lord Jing."

"A hundred top-grade spirit stones!"

Hearing what Xiang Jing gave, many people stared straight.

In the ancient world, the higher the level of the spirit stone, the more precious it is. At the market price, one high-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for one hundred middle-grade spirit stones, and one hundred middle-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for one hundred lower-grade spirit stones.

The resources given by ordinary sects for cultivation are low-grade spirit stones, and occasionally the middle-grade spirit stones are the cultivation of your sect.

But Xiang Jing took out one hundred high-grade spirit stones in one breath, which is equivalent to one million low-grade spirit stones, so many low-grade spirit stones can be used for the cultivation of a sect disciple for almost a year.

I have to say that Xiang Jing is really big-handed, and giving such valuable things at one time can be considered as a good face for the Jing family.

It was also because he had always used top-grade spirit stones for his cultivation, so Xiang Jing's realm could rise so quickly.

Looking at the bag with one hundred high-grade spirit stones in his hand, Jing Wenyan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled and said, "I will definitely..."

"My name is a Beijing character."

"Wen Yan will definitely convey the feelings of Sect Master Xiang to his father. Sect Master Xiang can come to my Jing family if there is anything to do in Liyang City in the future."

Xiang Jing arched his hands, as expected, his mouth was soft, and his hands were short. In the face of interests, everything was easy to say.

Jing Wenyan left here immediately. Since Xiang Jing has given enough face, he will take care of the matters here.

The remaining disciples of the Wind Blade Sect were not as strong as Feng Aotian, and all of them flinched and dared not step forward.

Xiang Jing stood in front of his sect's booth, looked around and said, "This seat is coming to recruit disciples today. I am willing to enter my Happy Sect. I am willing to accept it. If you do not want to come, this seat will not force it, but don't give This seat engages in these conspiracies and scheming, saying some yin and yang, if there is another time, the disciple of the Wind Blade Sect will end."

Xiang Jing said that he took a special look at Guan Linxiang, and then returned to his seat.

Guan Linxiang clenched his fists, his face flushed, and finally let out a cold snort to help the senior brother.

He originally wanted to find all kinds of excuses to make things difficult for Xiang Jing, but when he saw that Xiang Jing opened his mouth to kill Feng Aotian in the middle of the foundation building, he immediately dispelled this idea.

Although he couldn't provoke Xiang Jing, he thought silently in his heart that if you offend the Wind Blade Sect, just wait for death. Feng Aotian is the only son of Feng Kuang, the master of the Wind Blade Sect. With his son, the Wind Blade Sect will never let Xiang Jing go.

Thinking about this, Guan Linxiang felt more comfortable, and he glanced at Xiang Jing secretly, as if he had already foreseen his miserable end of kneeling and begging for mercy.

Guan Linxiang just owed his mouth. Unlike Feng Aotian, he would just do it when he came up. However, Xiang Jing was not without temper. He slammed his face with a big mouth.

Anyway, he has offended a Wind Blade Sect, and it doesn't matter if he offends another Seven Star Sect.

As long as there is no Huang-level sect, and no strong person in the Golden Core Realm, Xiang Jing is afraid of you being a soft one.

Moreover, Xiang Jing's strength will only be stronger, and when he grows up step by step, it won't be a problem to slay the heavenly power.

When the disciple of the Wind Blade Sect saw Xiang Jing no longer doing anything, he raised Feng Aotian and the big man and ran away griefly.

After the people of the Wind Blade Sect left, the situation began to change. There was just a shocking scene of Xiang Jing Lei Ting's shot. In addition, the shot was a hundred high-grade spirit stones. Many people took their children or moved towards Xiaoyao Sect alone. Come here.

Xiang Jing ignored those people first, but looked at Wu Xin and said, "Relax, don't be afraid, join my Xiaoyao Sect, and this seat will cover you from now on.

As Xiang Jing waved his hand, profound water poured out from behind, wrapped Wu Xin, and threw a suit of clothes in.

Those people saw Xiang Jing suddenly showing such a hand, standing in place one by one to see what Xiang Jing was going to do.

After a while, Xiang Jing took back Xuanshui, and then only saw an exquisitely cut-through, shoulder-length hair, a cute face, and a girl named Lolita appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing Wu Xin cleaned up, Xiang Jing nodded in satisfaction, then took out a chair and put it next to him and said, "Come, sit here."

Wu Xin watched her body clean and spotless, as well as brand-new clothes. She didn't get over for a while. Hearing Xiang Jing's words, she obediently walked to his side and sat down.

"Now, take these books and take a look for yourself first, if you know how to ask me"

Xiang Jing took out the basic copy of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Tianqi Academy, and put the Wuxue copied by himself in front of Wu Xin.

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