The strongest starting system

Chapter 223 A Generation of Talents Passed Away?
Seeing that Zhao Wushuang was in an extremely dangerous situation, Gu Ying immediately wanted to step forward to rescue him.

But at this moment, one hand caught him, and Luo Tianming frowned and said, "Don't be impulsive. If we make a move at this moment, not only Zhao Wushuang, but also our entire Luo Tianzong will be buried with us."

"This..." Gu Ying was anxious in his heart. He watched Zhao Wushuang being beaten until there was no good flesh on his body, and he was extremely anxious. In his heart, Zhao Wushuang was his most valued disciple, brave and resourceful, with justice in his heart.

But Luo Tianming's words forced him to calm down.

Indeed, if Gu Ying made a move, then this would not be a battle for the younger generation.

The poisonous demon looked at Zhao Wushuang who had been beaten violently with a ferocious face, heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and said to himself: "Little beast, today you will definitely die!"

The old god Du Zhongzun watched the battle on the scene comfortably, he noticed Gu Ying's small movements, glanced at where the elders of Luo Tianzong were, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

However, Zhao Wushuang was almost powerless to fight back. The severe pain and unspeakable sense of humiliation made him wish he could commit suicide. Every palm of Shi Lingji was powerful, but he held the scale well and did not kill Zhao Wushuang. Peerless.

Bang bang bang!
Zhao Wushuang's body was constantly flying in the air, blood stains had already stained his body red, and his vague consciousness made his brain temporarily confused, and he couldn't even take out the life potion from the system space.

puff!
Another mouthful of blood spewed out, and Zhao Wushuang fell to the ground with a plop, his sternum completely shattered, countless palm prints emerged on his body, the force of corrosion swallowed his flesh and blood, and his body showed horrific white bones.

"Ding! The system detected that the host is dying! Dying!"

"Enough playing, go die." Shi Ling looked at Zhao Wushuang cruelly, and slammed his palm at his heart.

puff!
With a soft sound, Zhao Wushuang's heart exploded, and a flower of blood disappeared suddenly. His pupils slowly lost focus, his body no longer struggled, and all movements stopped.

"Wushuang!" Gu Ying roared, his eyes widened, and he glared at Shi Lingji angrily, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, he was already dazzled by the anger, and he wanted to step forward to strike Shi Lingji kill.

However, at this moment, Luo Tianming slapped him on the back of the head, a huge force sealed his consciousness, Gu Ying's eyes went dark, and he fell into a coma.

"The geniuses in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Poisons really deserve their reputation. My disciples of the Luo Tianzong are not as skilled as others. It's ridiculous." Luo Tianming was naturally extremely angry, but the more angry he was, the more he had to maintain his rationality.

"Hahaha! The natives of the countryside want to compete with my disciples in the Holy Land with just this strength? Ants are ants after all, how can they compare with my Holy Land?" road.

Shi Lingji took one last look at Zhao Wushuang's body, and walked towards Du Zhong Zunzhu without looking back.

"It's good that the strength has improved." Du Zhongzunzhu said appreciatively.

"Thank you, Master, for your compliment!" Shi Lingji was extremely excited when he received Master's compliment.

Luo Tianming walked to Zhao Wushuang's side, looked at his body that had lost the breath of life, felt a pain in his heart, he slowly picked it up, and whispered: "Time is also life."

The disciples fell into grief. They witnessed the whole process. Zhao Wushuang was so powerful that he couldn't match Shi Lingji. This shows how terrifying the genius of the Holy Land is.

"Brother Zhao is invincible in the realm of the Martial Emperor, and he has lost at this moment."

"If Senior Brother Zhao had the cultivation resources of the Holy Land, how could he lose to that kid?"

"I, Luo Tianzong's once-in-a-thousand-year genius, has fallen."

The disciples clenched their fists tightly, with grief and anger in their eyes. Zhao Wushuang rose from the bottom. He did not have a strong financial background, nor did he have the cultivation resources like a holy place, but he surprised his disciples time and time again.

From the examination of the inner disciples, to winning the first place in the Chao Dynasty Grand Competition, and killing Elder Yan Dong from the Shangluomen and retreating, they also knew that the destruction of the Gu Poison Sect was the work of Zhao Wushuang.

Such a senior brother who dared to love and hate, died in front of them today. Many disciples of Luo Tianzong took him as a model for cultivation, and Zhao Wushuang was approachable and never did anything to bully his disciples.

Li Mingdao bit his lips tightly, his body trembling with anger, Zhao Wushuang met him, he once thought it was the most honored thing in his life, it was an honor to be able to fight side by side with Zhao Wushuang.

However, when he died today, he was powerless and could only watch helplessly. This feeling of powerlessness made him extremely uncomfortable.

Ji Nannan was also so sad that she shed a tear. The legend of the sect fell today, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. She and Zhao Wushuang had met once, and she also learned that he was Senior Sister Yun's fiancé. If she knew the news , I am afraid it will be very sad.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

Infected by the atmosphere, the disciples shed tears uncontrollably. They felt pain in their hearts and vowed to practice hard in the future. If they have the strength, they must break all oppression!
This is their belief!
"Sect Master Luo, this son is dead, I want to take his body back, do you have any objection?" A gleam flashed in the eyes of Master Du Zhongzun, and asked softly.

Luo Tianzong's body froze suddenly, and he said coldly: "The dead should be buried in the ground, Zhao Wushuang's body, I, Luo Tianzong, will bury it generously."

"So, are you rejecting me?" Du Zhong respected the Lord threateningly.

"I also hope that the lord will not kill them all. Zhao Wushuang is a disciple of my Luo Tianzong. Naturally, my Luo Tianzong will properly handle his body." Luo Tianming looked at him without fear, and said slowly.

The poisonous demon immediately jumped out and said loudly: "Zhao Wushuang killed my holy son of the Holy Land, and also destroyed the affiliated sect. With such hatred, my Ten Thousand Poison Holy Land will take his body back and dispose of it. What's wrong with that?"

"I'm afraid that if you take this body back, your soul will not be at peace." Luo Tianming said coldly.

"How to deal with it is our business, Sect Master Luo doesn't need to worry about it." Du Zhong respected the Lord said.

"Sorry! Forgive me for not agreeing to this matter." Luo Tianming directly refused.

Du Zhongzun narrowed his eyes, and exuded a terrifying coercion from his body. Luo Tianming staggered and almost knelt on the ground. He struggled to control his body, and his body made the sound of bone and flesh colliding.

"My lord is trying to bully others? Although my Luo Tianzong is far from your holy land, we are not made of mud." Luo Tianming's lips were trembling.

"Oh? I really want to see how you can resist? Now I will give you two options. One, hand over Zhao Wushuang's body, or two, I will kill you Luo Tianzong, and then take his body." Poison Respect the Lord and said slowly.

Luo Tianming's heart sank when he heard these words, and he frowned. This seemed to be a multiple-choice question, but everyone knew that he was a threat, and his purpose was for Zhao Wushuang.

(End of this chapter)