SanjitNovel Chapter 111 Don't Hit Women
Chapter 111 Don't Hit Women
Zhao Zirui looked at the audience, and saw a beautiful figure walking towards him.
"Look, Sun Miaoling!"
"I forgot. This Sun Zhong is Sun Miaoling's cousin!"
"Sun Miaoling is a second-tier spirit general, this kid is going to be unlucky today!"
"Who are you?" Zhao Zirui asked.
"Boy, move your feet away from your aunt!"
"This is your husband?" Zhao Zirui's words made Sun Miaoling's face blush.
"He's my cousin!"
"Oh, my cousin is here. Oh, I planned to humiliate this kid today, but I can't beat him. People are stepping on his feet. Cousin, cousin, help me!" Zhao Zirui put on a show, watching the audience. It was a roar of laughter!
"Boy, let him go!" Sun Miaoling shouted angrily.
"What if I don't let it go?"
"If you don't let me go, I'll beat you to death!" Sun Miaoling stared at her almond-shaped eyes, and took out a giant hammer in her hand.
"This hammer is quite big and round, you were almost there!" Zhao Zirui laughed the whole time when he said that.
"Take your life!" Sun Miaoling has always been a one-of-a-kind person in the outer sect. She has never been humiliated like this. Now she can't wait to blast Zhao Zirui into meatloaf!
"I don't hit women!" Zhao Zirui watched Sun Miaoling come over, kicked Sun Zhong away, and dodged to the side. Sun Miaoling's sledgehammer hit the ground, making a loud noise.
"You must die today!" Sun Miaoling slammed over with another hammer, and Zhao Zirui directly punched the hammer!
"This kid's strength is wrong!" Zhao Zirui stood like a green pine, but Sun Miaoling was shocked by the huge force and retreated more than ten steps!
"Can you hit me?" Zhao Zirui raised his hand and blew on the Broken Fire Knuckle.
"Death to my aunt!" Sun Miaoling struck out a few seals in her hand, and the bright spiritual power flickered a few times, making Zhao Zirui a little dizzy. Zhao Zirui, who was blasted with strength, felt a little uncomfortable.
"Why are you alright?" Sun Miaoling once competed with a third-level general, and the force of this hit directly severely injured him, but Zhao Zirui was not injured at all except for his clothes being blown to pieces!
"You really can't attribute it to a woman." Zhao Zirui rushed over and punched her in the face. Sun Miaoling blocked her with both hands, and the huge force directly knocked her down!
"Why are you grabbing my ankle, ah!" Zhao Zirui grabbed Sun Miaoling's feet, grabbed Sun Miaoling upside down, and threw her to the ground!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
At this time, Sun Miaoling did not have the aggressiveness just now. At this time, she was thrown on the ground like a bag of noodles, her face was covered with wounds!
"Why is this Zhao Zirui so ruthless? I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!"
"My Goddess Miaoling!"
"Surrender!" Zhao Zirui let go of his hand, and Sun Miaoling collapsed on the ground with pain all over her body.
"No, no!" Sun Miaoling opened her eyes vigorously, but what she saw was Zhao Zirui's face as cold as ice, and the flames in his eyes!
"Who told you to hit me?"
"You hit my cousin..."
"Who ordered you?"
"You hit my cousin..."
"You've got your mind under control, why can't you ask?" Zhao Zirui was speechless for a while.
"There is a problem with the trial spirit stone, do you know that..."
"I don't know, I only know that you hit my cousin, I can't watch..."
Zhao Zirui accepted Fen Xin Jue, and Sun Miaoling cursed at her!
"You little bastard, you actually control my mind! #:)@…"
"Mouth stinks!" Zhao Zirui slapped her again, making her mouth swollen, Sun Miaoling stopped talking, and tilted her head to look at Zhao Zirui.
"Sun Zhong, tell me, who told you to come!" Sun Zhong fell to the ground, subconsciously glanced at Zhao Zirui, and was instantly controlled.
"Luan Shu, Zheng Ruoyun..."
"Speak up so everyone can hear!"
"Luan Shu, Zheng Ruoyun!"
"Senior Brother Luan and Senior Sister Zheng designed to frame a junior!" There was a lot of discussion in the field!
"What kind of framing method, explain it in detail!"
"They found a problematic trial stone, let..." Before he finished speaking, a spiritual arrow infused with ice and snow spiritual energy directly penetrated Sun Zhong's head!
"Cousin..." Sun Miaoling, who was lying on the ground, wanted to speak, but couldn't speak, tears flowed from her eyes instantly!
"Whoosh!" Another spiritual arrow shot at Sun Miaoling. Zhao Zirui compressed the fire to cover his right hand and blocked the arrow, but the power of this arrow exceeded his imagination. There was no armor on his body, the arrow directly penetrated his palm, and the blood flowed down the spirit arrow, dripping on Sun Miaoling's body!
"Stop it, who told you to fight here!" A group of Deacon Hall disciples ran over, surrounded Zhao Zirui and the others, and put down the hand full of spirit bows.
"Dead?" Several deacon disciples, looking at Sun Zhong who was shot to death by the spirit arrow, suddenly became a little panicked. Fighting broke out in the outer sect. They can stop the small fights, but if someone is dead, the elders of the outer sect must come out. Hall trial!
Zhao Zirui pulled out the spiritual arrow in his hand, and several deacon disciples brought a stretcher and lifted Sun Miaoling up. Zhao Zirui took out a few pills from the ring and stuffed them into Sun Miaoling's mouth. Sun Miaoling looked at Zhao Zirui with eyes wide open. It's full of bewilderment and confusion.
"It was a misunderstanding to fight you. You shouldn't die in my hands." Zhao Zirui sprinkled some potion on his hands, and grinned in pain.
A dozen or so people arrived at the deacon's hall within a quarter of an hour.
"What happened?" The elder deacon sat on the top, Zhao Zirui and Nie Qing knelt down, beside Sun Miaoling who was beaten half to death and Sun Zhong who was utterly dead.
"Elder, these people fought in the trial field and even killed someone!" said a disciple.
"Is it true!" The elder deacon looked at Zhao Zirui.
"Elder, someone designed to frame the two of us brothers, took the tampered trial spirit stone, and put the two of us through trials, and let us be humiliated in public!"
"Huh? What's the matter?" The deacon elder pointed to a disciple, "Call the disciple who manages the trial spirit stone over and see who uses it!"
"This dead, what's going on?"
"Elder Hui, I thought he was insulting me, so I beat him up. When his cousin saw him being beaten, she also came to beat me up, and I beat him up too."
"It's true that you've been humiliated, and there's something wrong with fighting and you should be punished!"
"Elder Mingjian, this disciple is willing to be punished, but I am not the one who can kill Sun Zhong!"
"What, you didn't kill it?"
"Yes, elder!" Zhao Zirui raised his hand and showed the wound to the deacon elder, "He couldn't stand being beaten by me, and shouted on the field, it was a disciple named Luan Shu and a disciple named Zheng Ruoyun who framed me, and then he was beaten An arrow shot through the head!"
"Have you got the spirit arrow back!"
"It's back, look!" Zhao Zirui handed over the spirit arrow.
"If I hadn't blocked the arrow, Sun Miaoling would have died. Elder Mingjian, I am willing to be punished, but you have to punish the murderer severely!"