C5 Who Do You Think You Are?

"Xiao Er."

Jing Yan was also startled for a moment, even she did not notice how Jing Yunxiao had suddenly appeared in front of her, she felt that his nephew was no longer the same as before.

Previously, Jing Yunxiao was able to take note of everything and analyze the situation accordingly, but now, he had clearly just awakened from a severe injury, yet he could calmly take a hit from a cultivator at the eighth level of Arterial Circulation Stage?

Jing Yunxiao did not care about the shocked gazes of the others. He squatted down, grabbed Jing Zhu's dislocated arm and shook it, then immediately retracted his arm. At the same time, he patted Jing Zhu's shoulder and decisively said: "Zhuzi, good brother, rest well by the side first, let me handle these dog shits. Today, no matter who dares to harm Jing Family and every member of Jing Family, I, Jing Yunxiao, will make them regret it for the rest of their lives."

From today onwards, Jing Yunxiao would become the nightmare of those who wish for his death.

Whether it was the Luo Ao in front of him, the Lin Kun of the Imperial Devil Sect, or the few great emperors in his previous life who had betrayed him.

Jing Yunxiao's words were extremely firm, but when Luo Ao and the rest heard it, they took it as a joke.

Although Jing Yunxiao had mysteriously resisted Luo Ao's whip just now, Jing Yunxiao was still a cultivator at the fifth level of Arterial Circulation Stage. In their eyes, he was still nothing more than a useless piece of trash.

"Haha, I didn't hear wrongly, did I? This trash has delusional thoughts about dealing with our Young Master? I think he must have lost his mind when he was kicked in the head. "

"At this critical moment, this brat is still daydreaming. Truly ridiculous, truly laughable. "

"Let us regret it for the rest of our lives? Why not look at yourself clearly, you're really overestimating yourself. "

The other attendants behind Luo Ao all laughed. Laughing that Jing Yunxiao was trash, laughing that Jing Yunxiao overestimated his strength, and also laughing that Jing Yunxiao's words were too ridiculous.

Even Luo Ao, upon hearing this, had a disdainful sneer on his face: "You are quite brave, you actually dared to provoke me? It seems like the kick I gave you yesterday wasn't good enough for you? "

Jing Yunxiao did not mind Luo Ao's and his henchmen's mockery. He stood up, took a few steps forward and said fearlessly: "Cut the crap, do you want to attack alone or do you want to attack together?"

Although Jing Yunxiao's current cultivation in the Martial Tao was only at the fifth level of Arterial Circulation Stage, he was still a Great Rebirth Emperor in his previous life, an existence that overlooked all living things in the world.

He had numerous fighting experience and various profound martial techniques. He did not even care about the mere a warrior at Arterial Circulation Stage. Even cultivators at Qi Martial Stage might not be able to defeat him.

"Haha, you’re quite good at bragging. Today, let me personally kill you. One move is enough. "

Luo Ao sneered, and moved.

Thinking that Jing Yunxiao had resisted his iron whip before. This time, Luo Ao did not use the iron whip to attack again, but used a set of martial arts that was not weak.

Tiger Subduing Fist.

In the Dragon Region Continent, martial arts techniques were divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Profound, Yellow, and each level was further divided into three levels: the upper, middle, and low.

Although Tiger Subduing Fist is a upper-grade yellow-rank martial art, it is also a powerful one for cultivators at Arterial Circulation Stage. Luo Ao could use it to kill a tiger with a single punch.

Sensing the dense cold power from Luo Ao's fists, Luo Ao's followers all looked at Jing Yunxiao as if he was a dead man, while Jing Yan was also extremely worried.

"Young master actually even used this martial art, he really thinks highly of this trash."

"After young master used this martial arts skill, it would be hard for this trash not to die."

The taunts were endless.

"An insignificant skill."

Seeing that he had made a move, Jing Yunxiao did not show the same fear that everyone had expected. Instead, he sneered coldly, and in the end, folded his arms across his chest, as if he did not want to retaliate at all.

"Idiot, go to hell."

Seeing that, Luo Ao became even colder, a piece of trash that he stepped on earlier actually dared to look down on him?

Courting death!

Without further ado, Luo Ao's body leaped up like a cheetah, his powerful fist brought about a violent gust of wind as it struck towards Jing Yunxiao's face like a hot knife through butter.

"Be careful!"

Jing Yan cried out in alarm, her beautiful face turning pale.

She was very clear about Jing Yunxiao's martial strength, how could a warrior at the fifth level of Arterial Circulation Stage withstand a blow from a warrior at the eighth level of Arterial Circulation Stage? Furthermore, Luo Ao had even used an upper-grade Yellow Rank martial art?

"Bam!"

A dull thumping sound was heard, Luo Ao's body suddenly stopped in front of Jing Yunxiao, his fist had already reached Jing Yunxiao's face, but what made Jing Yan feel strange was that Jing Yunxiao's expression was indifferent, without any signs of pain.

"That's not the case!"

Jing Yan’s pupils contracted. Only now did she realize that Luo Ao's fist did not strike Jing Yunxiao's face, but was instead just a few centimeters away. On the contrary, it was unknown when Jing Yunxiao raised his right leg, but he actually kicked right at Luo Ao's crotch.

Ah!

A blood-curdling scream, like a thunderclap piercing the ears, shook everyone, because this blood-curdling scream had actually come from Luo Ao's mouth.

Luo Ao's face distorted and his body collapsed to the ground, forming the shape of a shrimp. Both of his hands painfully held onto his crotch area, beads of perspiration could be seen on his forehead.

"This …"

Jing Yan's gaze suddenly turned cold, and her face was filled with disbelief.

She clearly knew how powerful Luo Ao's punch was, even a warrior at the eighth level of Arterial Circulation Stage would find it hard to dodge. However, Jing Yunxiao seemed to have already calculated the landing position of Luo Ao's punch, and actually dodged it as he wanted, and accidentally injured the vital part of Luo Ao's body.

This confidence, this vision, this ability to react, even she, a former martial arts expert at Qi Martial Stage, was lamenting her inferiority.

Xiao Er was really different.

"Ah … You... You piece of trash actually … I... My balls … I’m done."

Luo Ao fell to the ground and cried out in pain. A stench and a sticky smell came out from under Luo Ao's crotch, and after being kicked by Jing Yunxiao, he couldn't control himself and shit, he immediately shouted out: "Uncle Ou, kill him, quickly kill him."

With that, the fierce-looking middle-aged man immediately stood up.

The middle-aged man was a martial artist at the first level of the Qi Martial Stage, one of the protectors of the Luo Family: Luo Ou.

Presumably, it was because of his existence that Luo Ao was able to arrogantly barge into the Jing Family, as if he was in a place devoid of people.

Luo Ou looked at Luo Ao who had fallen to the ground and immediately let him take a pill to prevent his life from being in danger. Then, he looked at Jing Yunxiao with incomparably cold eyes and shouted: "How dare you hurt the young master of my Luo Family, you're courting death."

"You want me to die? Who do you think you are?"

His eyes were like an eagle's eyes, and his voice was like the edge of a blade.

Jing Yunxiao was neither humble nor arrogant, he shouted loudly.