Chapter 471: Killing Meng Haoyu
Shang Yang's expression changed when he heard the accusations from several Legalist masters who were breathing their last breath.
"Brother Meng, I beg you to hand these ignorant fellows over to me for punishment!"
Shang Yang kowtowed heavily to Meng Haoyu and requested in a deep voice.
Faced with Shang Yang's request, Meng Haoyu was slightly stunned at first, but then he smiled coldly.
"Hahaha, this is really interesting. It looks like there will be some fun scenes of fellow disciples killing each other!"
"Since you want to do it yourself, then go ahead and show me how cruel and ruthless you can be!"
As Meng Haoyu spoke, he picked up a ruler and threw it in front of Shang Yang.
The next second, Shang Yang picked up the ruler and walked towards the group of Legalist masters without hesitation.
After a while, Shang Yang returned to Meng Haoyu with a few heads.
After throwing a few heads in front of Meng Haoyu, Shang Yang bowed to the ground.
"Brother Meng, everything has been resolved. Please give me your instructions."
Looking at Shang Yang, who remained calm, Meng Haoyu couldn't help but smile coldly.
"Everyone says that the law scholars are the most ruthless. Now it seems that this is true."
Listening to Meng Haoyu's ridicule, Shang Yang gritted his teeth and still chose not to get angry.
After all, the most important thing for him right now is to survive!
Only by continuing to live would he have the opportunity to take revenge on Meng Haoyu.
If he died here now, he would lose all his opportunities and disappear from this world .
Seeing Shang Yang standing in front of him obediently without saying a word, Meng Haoyu smiled coldly.
But just as Meng Haoyu was about to continue saying something, a burst of applause slowly floated over.
“Pah, pah, pah—”
"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, I didn't expect to see such a good show."
"The Legalist Saint and the Confucian Saint schemed against each other, but in the end, the Legalist Saint gave in."
As the voice fell, Meng Haoyu and Shang Yang's faces turned pale.
"Jiang Chen!?"
"How could you still be alive? Where is my Confucian Saint Realm Ancestor?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Meng Haoyu couldn't help but ask in shock.
As Meng Haoyu questioned, Jiang Chen slowly walked out from the side with the son of a famous family.
When Jiang Chen appeared in front of Meng Haoyu and Shang Yang, Jiang Chen sneered at them and said.
"That saintly ancestor of your Confucianism really can't afford to lose."
"During the fight, when he saw that I had made a breakthrough, he tried to self-destruct."
"If you want to look for him, his body is still in the pit over there!"
"How about I take you there to look for it?"
Hearing this, Meng Haoyu widened his eyes in disbelief.
He simply couldn't believe that his own Saint Realm ancestor would actually die at the hands of Jiang Chen!
What made it even harder for him to believe was that Jiang Chen had broken through to the Saint Realm...
"This... How is this possible? How could you possibly break through to the Saint Realm?!"
"No matter how talented you are or how high your aptitude is, this is the Saint Realm!"
Meng Haoyu looked at Jiang Chen and shouted at him.
Seeing Meng Haoyu's look of disbelief, Jiang Chen smiled slightly.
With a slight movement of consciousness, the spiritual energy in the body was slowly mobilized.
As Jiang Chen mobilized his spiritual energy, a pressure belonging to a powerful saint slowly rose.
After Jiang Chen released his aura, Meng Haoyu's legs went limp and he knelt on the ground.
When facing a powerful Saint Realm expert, Meng Haoyu was simply unable to stand up.
Looking at Meng Haoyu kneeling on the ground, Jiang Chen smiled disdainfully.
“Meng Haoyu, I haven’t offended you, right?”
"But you have plotted against me time and again, and even tried to take my life this time."
"If I hadn't been so lucky and hadn't broken through to the Saint Realm on the battlefield, I would have died here today."
Jiang Chen said this, waving his sleeves and putting away the holy aura on his body.
After hearing Jiang Chen's words, Meng Haoyu hesitated for a long time.
But he had no idea how to refute Jiang Chen and couldn't calm himself down.
Seeing that Meng Haoyu didn't speak for a long time, Jiang Chen lost his last patience.
"Since you don't want to say it, then don't say it!"
"I don't want to waste time with you any more. Wang Qin, I'll leave this Holy Son of Confucianism to you."
After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he picked up Meng Haoyu and threw him in front of the famous family's son.
Looking at Meng Haoyu who was like a dead pig, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the famous saint named Wang Qin.
Then, he burst into tears.
“Meng Haoyu, today I can finally avenge my brother’s murder!”
Wang Qin, the saintly son of a famous family, angrily drew the sword from his waist and pressed it against Meng Haoyu’s throat.
It turns out that Wang Qin and Meng Haoyu have a blood feud.
Meng Haoyu, who had just joined the ancient holy land, took advantage of the power of Confucianism to bully others.
Wang Qin couldn't stand it anymore, so he and his brother came forward to accuse Meng Haoyu.
But who would have thought that Meng Haoyu would hold a grudge against him and even take advantage of the opportunity of a life-and-death battle to kill Wang Qin's brother!
Now, with the help of Jiang Chen, this blood feud can finally be avenged!
Thinking of this, Wang Qin's heartbeat quickened and the sword in his hand began to tremble.
Looking at this scene, Jiang Chen frowned and said something to Wang Qin.
"If you want to do it, do it quickly and don't waste my time!"
"Yes, Brother Jiang."
Under Jiang Chen's urging, Wang Qin finally came back to his senses and stared at Meng Haoyu closely.
"That, that, Saint Jiang Chen, Saint Wang Qin!"
"You can't...you can't kill me. I'm the Holy Son of Confucianism!"
"If you kill me, Confucianism will definitely not let you go. As long as you let me go, I am willing to hand over the ancient Shu Kingdom to you, Saint Jiang Chen!"
In the moment of facing death, Meng Haoyu finally collapsed completely.
He began to plead with Jiang Chen and Wang Qin, even with a hint of threat in his voice.
But Jiang Chen didn't listen to Meng Haoyu's plea for mercy at all.
"It's too noisy, you should just go to hell!"
After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he waved his hand and the Jinghong sword flew out from his waist, directly cutting off Meng Haoyu's head.
Shang Yang, who was standing by, watched this scene and couldn't help but gasp.
It was as if Jiang Chen had just chopped off his head as well.
Seeing Jiang Chen take action, Wang Qin did not complain at all.
He just turned around, bowed to Jiang Chen, and then stood aside obediently.
At this moment, not far away in the horizon, teams of people were rushing towards here.
After a while, several figures stopped in front of Jiang Chen and the other two.
Some of them were the leaders of Guiguzi, Legalism, Confucianism and Mohism!
