Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 115 The Prince's Church
"What, Cheng Kong is dead?"

The upper floor of Wusheng Academy, in a huge palace.

Two old men were sitting in the palace, not knowing what they were talking about.

One of the old men took out the Sound Transmitting Jade Talisman and poured spiritual power into it to open it, but the sound from it made his face instantly become furious and flushed.

"Isn't there someone protecting Cheng Kong? And he has the power of the Youth League, who can kill him during the assessment!"

There was also a bit of shock in the anger in the old man's tone.

Cheng Kong went to participate in the second desert island assessment, and the Cheng family specially arranged a martial artist in the Shenhai realm as his bodyguard to protect his safety.

On that deserted island, there were only warriors screaming for assessment, and the strongest were only those at the peak of the Forging Realm, and they were almost invincible at the Divine Sea Realm.

Because of this, he never imagined that someone could kill Cheng Kong on a deserted island.

"Impossible. Although the assessment on this deserted island is dangerous, isn't Mo Qing protecting him?"

The other old man also changed his expression slightly when he heard the words in the sound transmission jade talisman.

They also knew that Cheng Kong's strength was not considered strong in this assessment. Because of this, they specially photographed Mo Qing, a warrior in the Divine Sea Realm, to protect Cheng Kong.

With the protection of a warrior in the Divine Sea Realm, Cheng Kong is still dead?

"Mo Qing is also dead."

The old man said in a low voice that he couldn't get in touch with Na Moqing either.

"Damn it! Who is it! How dare you kill my disciple of the Cheng family!"

The old man was furious, and continued to look at the contents of the sound transmission jade talisman.

One of the names caught his attention.

"Chu Fengmian?"

"This Chu Fengmian actually survived and won the first place in the assessment."

The old man muttered the name silently.

In the previous extremely capital city, Cheng Qin, the young son of the Cheng family, had his ribs broken by a Chu Fengmian, so he missed this assessment.

From the perspective of their Cheng family, Chu Fengmian was actually like an ant that could be crushed to death at any time, so naturally he didn't care.

They shot Mo Qing to protect Cheng Kong, and one of them was to let Mo Qing find an opportunity to kill Chu Fengmian.

But now Chu Fengmian is not dead, but Cheng Kong is dead.

"Damn it, Cheng Kong's death has nothing to do with this Chu Fengmian. This kid has come to provoke our Cheng family again and again, does he really think that there is no one in our Cheng family?"

The old man said furiously.

"Come here, kill this kid for me."

"Old patriarch and so on."

Another old man hurriedly spoke out to persuade him.

"Let's put aside the matter of that kid. Now that Mo Qing is dead, will there be any problems with that matter?"

Another old man said with a glint in his eyes.

Mo Qing went to the deserted island not only to protect Cheng Kong and kill Chu Fengmian, but also for something more important.

Over there is the Stele of Obtaining Abundance.

Now that Mo Qing died, the matter of Feng Rao Monument.

If the Fengrao Monument is not still there, naturally ignore it, and send someone to fetch it, but if the Fengrao Monument is taken away by others, then all their plans will be destroyed.

"You mean, maybe it was the people from the Chu family who did the trick?"

The old patriarch of the Cheng family frowned.

Chu Fengmian's realm is only at the fifth level of the Body Training Realm, no matter how strong his strength is, reaching the peak of the Body Training Realm is already the limit.

This kind of strength is far from threatening Mo Qing, but now not only Cheng Kong, but Mo Qing is also dead.

Then this is not something Chu Fengmian can do alone.

On the deserted island, the only person who threatened Mo Qing was Chu Baiye from the Chu family.

Also in the Divine Sea Realm, only he has the chance to kill Mo Qing.

"Although the Chu family is united with us, we are two families after all. Maybe it's the Chu family's fault, or not. It's better to contact the Chu family now to find out the reason."

Another old man spoke slowly.

"The most important thing for us now is to obtain the Fengrao Monument. As for Chu Fengmian, just leave it to the young people of the Youth League."

"Hmph, our Cheng family is not so easy to bully. If this kid hurts Cheng Qin, of course we have to teach him a lesson. Using the power of the Youth League is more than enough to deal with a kid who just started."

"it is good."

The old patriarch of the Cheng family had a hideous face.

"No matter who it is! If you dare to kill my disciple of the Cheng family, this old man will kill him at any time!"

Almost at the same time, in another larger palace on the upper floor.

The palace is full of young people, and these young people are all wearing blue clothes with gold patterns, showing their identities.

These young people are all inner disciples of Wusheng Academy.

And the one sitting at the top was actually dressed in purple.

Core disciples.

This young man is actually the most mysterious core disciple in Wusheng Academy.

Although the core disciples of Wusheng Academy are called disciples, their strength and status are higher than those of many hall masters and elders, and they are truly existences that cover the sky with one hand.

Enough to make many families fear it.

"Prince, the results of this year's newcomer assessment are out."

A young warrior hurriedly walked into the hall, knelt down and said to the leading man.

Although this young martial artist is also an inner sect disciple, in front of the prince, he appears extremely humble, like a servant.

Prince is not a name, but a title.

In this Wusheng Academy, there is only one person who can hold this title, and that is the first genius of Wusheng Academy, Zhi Lingtian.

The title of prince also represents Zhi Lingtian's status in Wusheng Academy today. One person is less than ten thousand people. Except for the dean of Wusheng Academy, all hall masters and elders respect Zhi Lingtian. .

So he is like the prince in this Wusheng Academy, almost everyone thinks that he is the next dean.

"Please take a look at the prince."

"Mrs. Rong, there's no need to bother the crown prince with such a trivial matter. Go down by yourself and see if there are any disciples with high qualifications, just let them join the church."

Before Ling Tian could speak, a dark warrior next to him said in a cold voice.

This dark martial artist was also dressed in purple, and he was a core disciple.

"Go away now, don't disturb the prince."

"Master Di, there have been some accidents during this assessment, so please ask the crown prince to take a look."

Mrs. Rong hesitated for a moment, but she still spoke.

"Among the new recruits of this year, there are several highly qualified geniuses."

"Hmph, what am I supposed to be? In this class, aren't there the so-called four geniuses in the capital city? These little guys are very famous, you let these guys all join our holy hall That's it."

The dark warrior said, when he mentioned joining the church, in his tone, it seemed to be a kind of gift to people.

This holy hall is the most powerful among the countless forces of Wusheng Academy. It can compete with many established families. All the disciples of Wusheng Academy are proud to join the holy hall.

(End of this chapter)