Mr. Bodyguard Novel - Chapter 1252
Chapter 1252 Overwhelming All Sages (2)
“Mo Han! Why is there a mad dog barking in the daytime? Quickly, find a stick and kill it and throw it in the toilet!”
As Jiang Feng spoke, he walked into the Temple of Literature.
The hundreds of Sages in the Temple of Literature all locked their gazes on Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng smiled faintly and bowed slightly to everyone present, “I, Ye Ye, have seen you all here.”
“Everyone?” A middle-aged man dressed in brocade clothes and with a tuft of goatee under his jaw stood up. Jiang Feng immediately judged that this man was the one who shouted “Who is he?” When he heard the middle-aged man’s voice.
The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Feng with disdain in his eyes. He did not conceal his arrogant appearance and said with obvious dissatisfaction, “All of us here are Saint realm experts. Even regardless of realm, age, prestige, seniority, we are still above you, little brat.”
When you see that we don’t call you ‘Saint Sovereign’, you should at least call us’ Senior ‘, right? Do you think you have the qualifications to talk to us like this? ”
Jiang Feng sized up the middle-aged man from head to toe, then smiled and asked, “Didn’t I consult you?”
“Zajia, Lu Hanwei!”
“Oh, so it’s Eunuch Lu. I wonder what position Eunuch Lu holds in the palace? I’ve met Eunuch Cao Liang and I once.”
“What Eunuch Lu? Za Jia! Are you deliberately pretending or are you really shallow? Haven’t you heard of any of the Za Jia Clans?” Lu Hanwei was so furious that he started to roar at Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng didn’t feel angry at all. He muttered, “What kind of school is the Za Clan? I really haven’t heard of it. I just heard that the father-in-law in the palace calls himself the Za Clan.”
Jiang Feng quickly muttered to himself. Suddenly, his expression became serious. He looked at Lu Hanwei and cupped his fists. “Lu Sheng, don’t be angry. Just pretend that I’ve heard of the mixed family. I’m disrespectful.”
“I’ve heard of it, but I haven’t heard of it. What do you mean, pretend you’ve heard of it?” Lu Hanwei said coldly.
Jiang Feng listened to Lu Hanwei’s words and was honest. He immediately nodded and said, “Alright, I’ve never heard of him before.”
Lu Hanwei finally burst into a rage. He said coldly, “Since you haven’t heard of it, I’ll let you know today.”
As soon as Lu Hanwei finished speaking, a white light lit up his entire body. Nine figures exactly like Lu Hanwei charged towards Jiang Feng.
Jun’er, who was sitting in the first seat on the left, looked at Liu Dao. His meaning was obvious. Wasn’t Lu Hanwei going too far in using his divine sense incarnation skill, which could transform his divine sense into nine?
Although all the Hundred Saints had a tacit understanding that they would give this “Ye Ye” a disadvantage today, they had never thought of killing Ye Ye or seriously injuring Ye Ye.
After all, Ye Ye was a Confucian sect ancestor chosen by all the Confucian sect students in the world. If he was seriously injured by their Hundred Saints, all the Confucian sect students in the world would surely criticize them for being narrow-minded and relying on strength to dominate weakness.
However, Jun’er cast Liu Dao’s gaze and Liu Dao shook his head slightly.
“Don’t worry, Daoist Sage. I don’t think this Liu Dao is any weaker,” Jun’er said to Ye Ye via voice transmission.
Jun’er and Liu Dao communicated very quickly, but Lu Hanwei’s attacks on Jiang Feng were also fast.
Just as Lu Hanwei’s nine divine sense incarnations pounced towards Jiang Feng, a barrier formed entirely from the power of the Wen Dao suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Feng.
Lu Hanwei’s nine divine sense incarnations were actually sent flying by the barrier formed by the power of the Wen Dao. At the same time, Jiang Feng grabbed Lu Hanwei.
Lu Hanwei was shocked and prepared to use his divine sense to transform into a sword, but Jiang Feng grabbed Lu Hanwei’s shoulder and exerted some strength. Instantly, all the saints in the hall heard a cracking sound. Jiang Feng crushed Lu Hanwei’s shoulder into pieces …
Lu Hanwei opened his mouth to cry out in pain. Jiang Feng suddenly stuffed a shoe into Lu Hanwei’s mouth while Lu Hanwei was opening his mouth.
This shoe was very big, almost half of it was stuffed into Lu Hanwei’s mouth by Jiang Feng.
Lu Hanwei was so painful that he almost suffocated. He knelt on the ground and used one hand to pull the shoe in his mouth. Because Jiang Feng had stuffed too much into it and Lu Hanwei had a comminuted fracture on his right shoulder, Lu Hanwei wasted his boss’s strength to remove the shoe from his mouth.
Just as Lu Hanwei threw out his shoes and vomited heavily, Mo Han walked in from outside the main hall. When he saw the shoes on the ground, he muttered, “I told you, where did my dog poop shoes go? So it’s here.”
Stepped on … stepped on dog shit?
Lu Hanwei’s face turned green at a speed visible to the naked eye. He looked as if he had been poisoned by some kind of poison.
Originally, Mo Han’s sloppy shoes were disgusting enough to be stuffed into his mouth. Now, this shoe has even stepped on dog shit …
Lu Hanwei looked up at Jiang Feng angrily, whether it was because of the torture he had suffered physically or because of the damage to his soul. Lu Hanwei had to find the venue now. Otherwise, would he be able to establish himself among the Hundred Saints in the future?
The news that he had eaten dog shit was enough to be a stain on Lu Hanwei’s life.
Lu Hanwei gritted his teeth and said to Jiang Feng, “Ye Ye, you’re courting death!”
As soon as Lu Hanwei finished speaking, he spat out a large golden sword.
The moment the Golden Light Sword appeared, it flew straight towards Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng watched as the Golden Light Sword flew towards him while his right hand slapped his nostrils. “Lu Sheng, attack immediately. Can you not speak? A mouth that has eaten dog shit and opened its mouth to speak is really unpleasant to smell.”
When Jiang Feng said those words, all the sages present were shocked. Even Jun’er looked at Jiang Feng with shock on his face.
Everyone knew that Lu Hanwei had used his Saint realm sword just now.
This sword, however, would be nourished by any expert who entered the Saint realm, using it as one of the strongest attacks in a critical moment.
In principle, this sword was the embodiment of a Saint realm expert’s strongest strength. Once he attacked, he would be able to obtain a human head in the blink of an eye within a hundred kilometers.
When Lu Hanwei used this Saint realm sword against Jiang Feng at such a close distance, it was obvious that he was tempted to kill.
But what did Jiang Feng mean by saying such a long sentence in front of Lu Hanwei?
This meant that the flying speed of Lu Hanwei’s Saint realm sword had been completely controlled by Jiang Feng.
What level of cultivation was needed to achieve this?
Jun’er thought that he couldn’t do it, and the rest of the saints in the Temple of Wen were also shocked by Jiang Feng’s move.
However, what shocked these saints even more was the scene that followed.
When Lu Hanwei’s Saint realm sword flew between Jiang Feng’s eyebrows, it suddenly froze in the air. Jiang Feng extended his right index finger and lightly flicked the sword blade. The Saint realm sword immediately transformed into dots of golden light and scattered. Then, it gradually disappeared from the air.
Lu Hanwei’s eyes darkened in shock. He felt as if his heart had been hammered by a large iron hammer.
In an instant, Lu Hanwei’s heart shrank and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Saint realm sword was a sword nurtured by a sage with his own cultivation. It was closely related to the sage’s heart meridians.
Now that the Saint realm sword had been destroyed by Jiang Feng with a flick of his finger, Lu Hanwei was naturally seriously injured.
Jiang Feng calmly walked over to Lu Hanwei and said casually, “Lu Sheng, I, Ye Ye, have never known you, yet you want to kill me the moment you make your move.”
How do you deserve the word’sage ‘in this state of mind? “So don’t blame Ye Ye for being ruthless. I declare that you are no longer a sage from now on.”
Jiang Feng’s right hand condensed into a sword finger, and a golden light as thin as hair pierced into Lu Hanwei’s forehead like a steel needle.
When the saints present saw this scene, they immediately shouted to Jiang Feng, “Ye Sheng, don’t!”
Jun’er reacted the fastest. He shouted, “Ye Sheng, please be merciful.” At that moment, his right hand had already slapped towards Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng didn’t even look at Jun’er. He raised his left hand and directly met Jun’er’s palm. The sword finger in his right hand finally pressed down on Lu Hanwei’s forehead.
Bang!
A bloody hole the size of a fingertip exploded in the back of Lu Hanwei’s head, and blood flew out like an arrow.
Lu Hanwei looked at Jiang Feng in disbelief. His body fell to the ground and he fainted.
Lu Hanwei wasn’t dead, but his Spiritual Palace of Divine Sense had been destroyed by Jiang Feng, and the Heavenly Origin Pill within the Three Origins Heavenly Mortal Pill had also been damaged.
What was certain was that after waking up, Lu Hanwei would definitely become a fool whose cultivation base was completely destroyed.
If Lu Hanwei had a choice, he would definitely rather die.
Neither Jiang Feng nor Jun’er suffered a loss in this palm strike. The two of them seemed to be celebrating their victory with cheers, so it was normal for them to clap their hands in celebration.
But in reality, Jiang Feng and Jun’er knew that they were pushing a force to surge in their palms.
Jun’er narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Feng, “Do you know that killing a saint is a big crime?”
“I don’t know.” Jiang Feng replied indifferently. Finally, he said, “What? You want to bully me as a rookie? He just killed me, but now I’m just destroying his cultivation. Do you think I, Ye Ye, am easy to bully? Do you think I, Ye Ye, am easy to bully?”
Jiang Feng suddenly added another wave of strength to his body when he spoke up to this point.
Jun’er did not expect Jiang Feng to have any strength left. He was caught off guard and was knocked flying backwards by Jiang Feng’s palm force.
Bang!
Jun’er’s body shattered the doors of the Temple of Wen, and he rolled around the courtyard for a few rounds before he steadied himself and stood up.
All the Hundred Saints in Wen Sheng Temple looked at Jiang Feng with ghost-like eyes. Jun’er had always walked horizontally in Sheng Meng. In all the Hundred Saints’ memories, no one had ever let Jun’er suffer such a huge loss …
