"Young man, I see that you have exquisite bones, and you are a unique martial arts genius. You can consider joining my Iron-Bone Sect as a disciple, and your future achievements will be limitless."
In the pleasant mountains and plains, [Jun Changxiao] smiled and said to the warrior in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised, combined with his fair face, gave a very handsome feeling.
It's not a feeling, it's real.
If a woman saw him, she would definitely scream and be staggered by the fascination.
"that… "
The warrior with a green scarf stretched over his head said politely, "Can you move your feet away first?"
Moving down the field of vision, it turned out that Jun Changxiao stepped on someone's face with one foot, and the other half of the face that was close to the turf actually had a big footprint.
It was beaten.
Judging from the posture of falling to the ground and the footprints left on his chest, he was not beaten lightly.
Jun Chang smiled back, and said apologetically, "Seeing you molesting the female disciple of my school, Guan Yue Shau Hua, I couldn't hold back for a while, I'm really sorry."
"..."
The green scarf warrior was speechless.
Met a beautiful woman in the wild, just stepped forward to say a few words, and then was beaten up by the head of the self-proclaimed iron-bone sect, this is really unlucky.
"friend."
Jun Chang laughed and said, "Think about it."
The green scarf warrior said weakly: "I say I don't agree, is that okay?"
"Can."
Jun Changxiao said earnestly: "My Iron-Bone Sect has always convinced others with virtue, and will never force others to be difficult!"
"Feel sorry."
The green-clothed warrior endured the pain and declined, "I have already joined the Lingquan sect, so I cannot become a disciple of your sect."
I finally passed the assessment of Lingquan Sect and became a registered disciple, how could I switch to other sects!
What's more, the iron-clad faction
Hearing the name, it must be a completely unpopular garbage sect in the Starfall Continent, and it would be a waste of time and life to go there.
"Why."
Jun Changxiao shook his head, and said regretfully, "My friend has nothing to do with my hard-bodied faction."
"flourishing."
He turned his head and said, "This guy didn't bully you just now, did he?"
On the boulder not far away, there was a woman in white sitting quietly, her eyes were as clear as a stream, and her skin was like snow. Although she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, she possessed all the hard conditions for a beautiful woman.
If you want to talk about shortcomings, because of age, the place that should be warped has not yet warped.
"Head."
Lu Qianqian picked up her cuffs and said calmly, "He wanted to touch my hand just now."
"Snapped!"
Jun Changxiao stepped on the green-clothed warrior's face again, and said coldly, "You are impatient."
He had a gentle face before, but suddenly became murderous, and the speed of turning his face is definitely faster than turning a book.
The green scarf warrior hurriedly said: "Your Excellency... I... I don't have one!"
He swears that he had a little idea just now, but he was beaten up without making a move. At best, he tried to take advantage of it!
Jun Chang laughed coldly and said: "Qianqian will not lie, I believe her, I must teach you a lesson today!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Gusts of fresh wind blew on the face of the green-clothed warrior with bruised nose and swollen face. He couldn't feel comfortable, because the beaten bones were about to fall apart.
"hateful!"
Trying to raise his head, looking at the gradually blurred backs of the two, the green scarf warrior held the dirt and said bitterly: "I must take revenge!"
…
You often laugh.
The head of the iron-clad faction.
This iron-clad faction is amazing.
It was established by a martial artist surnamed Wang back then. Because he jumped off the cliff with iron bones and survived in his early years, he was rewarded with a meal by passers-by.
The purpose of the sect is to be a strong man and do hard work!
The first generation of sect masters worked hard, and after only ten years of development, they became famous in the rivers and lakes. The sect also entered the nine-rate sect from a low-level sect in one fell swoop, becoming the most dazzling existence in Qingyang Village!
However.
Accidents will happen.
The head of the first generation went to the Fengyue place in the town to have fun, but was arrested by the government, and because he failed to escape from prison, he chose a day to ask for execution.
The entire sect suddenly had no leader, and since then it has begun to decline.
There is no such thing as eternity in the world, and a sect as strong as the iron-bone clanging sect is only a flash in the pan.
Every time the storyteller in the village mentioned the iron-clad sect and the king who was beheaded for failing to escape from prison, they all sighed to the sky, and the children listening to books sitting on the bench all burst into tears.
Although the unshakable faction has declined, it still exists!
The three disciples sat together, happily ate the breakup meal, and one of them chose to stay, and the solitary sect waited day and night, never leaving.
Who is this man
It is the second generation head Jun Changxiao!
To be exact.
It was Jun Changxiao who used to be.
Because of the dark night a month ago, he got up and went to the hut on the road. As soon as he walked out of the hall, he was smashed on the forehead by a plaque engraved with "Iron-boned faction" and died.
No coincidence.
Jun Changxiao, who came from the earth, traveled to this world and successfully occupied the surviving corpse.
"I... crossed?"
Realizing that he was not dead, Jun Changxiao was stunned for a while, and then accepted the original owner's memory before realizing that he was lucky to be one of the thousands of traversers!
very good!
Peerless skills, magical cheats, and various systems all appear!
Since I, Jun Changxiao, have come here, I want to be like my peers, dominate the other world, beat up geniuses from all walks of life, and become the supreme god, emperor, emperor, devil and saint!
The hard work paid off, and after trampling countless ants and fleas to death, the system was finally triggered.
"Ding!"
"The strongest sect system is starting..."
"Ding!"
"The strongest sect system has been successfully launched, and the data panel for the host has started to load..."
"call out!"
After the mechanized voice ended in his ears, rows of data appeared in Jun Changxiao's vision.
School name: Iron-Bone Clank School.
Sect leader: Jun Changxiao.
School level: Jiuliu.
School construction: Level 1.
Sect members: 1/100.
Sect contribution value: 0/100.
The main task of the sect: within 100 years, let the Iron-Bone Sect become the strongest sect in the Starfall Continent, with 100,000 disciples. If it is not completed, the host will be wiped out immediately when the time comes!
After seeing the task written in the main task, Jun Changxiao felt cold on the soles of his feet, and ran straight down his spine along his two thighs.
Carefully reviewing the original owner's memory, he learned that he was the only one in the Iron-Bone Sect, which was also the lowest sect. He walked to the kitchen and raised the kitchen knife to his neck. .
A nine-stream sect.
A sect with only its own!
Become the strongest sect in the mainland within a hundred years, recruiting 100,000 disciples
Is God joking with me, or is the system joking with me
"Ding!"
In desperation, a mechanized voice sounded in my ears: "Congratulations to the host for turning on the system and receiving a space ring!"
"Space ring?"
Jun Changxiao noticed that there was an extra delicate jade bracelet out of thin air on his right wrist, engraved with four small characters 'space ring', so the corner of his mouth twitched and said: "This is the first time I have seen such a large ring!"