At a critical juncture, Jun Changxiao rushed to the valley relying on the marks left on the road, and the anger in his heart could not be suppressed immediately.
Because after approaching the dead members of Drizzle Hall, the news of the reduction of members of the sect came from his ears.
Dare to kill my disciple.
No matter who it is or what status it is, it must die!
certainly.
Death is also important.
Is it the cleanliness of death, or the pain of death
If the middle-aged man below retracts his foot and gives him a clean death, if he insists on stepping on it, he will die so painfully!
"Palm... Master..."
Xiao Zuiji cried out weakly, his eyes filled with ecstasy.
The boss is here.
Junior brother is safe!
At this time, what Xiao Zuiji cared about was not himself, but the members of Xiaoyutang.
Seeing that the sweetheart he was cultivating suffered such a serious injury, Jun Changxiao's eyes became more murderous.
Even if the guy standing below is a god or a fairy, he has only one death!
Are you not afraid of offending others
Under normal circumstances, Jun Changxiao would choose to keep a low profile, such as forgiving the elders of the Guishou faction, but at this moment, he only has killing thoughts in his heart!
Dragons have inverse scales, which can kill you if you touch them.
Jun Changxiao's Ni Lin is his precious disciples.
Not to mention killing, even if you hurt a hair, you have to pay a heavy price!
Hearing Xiao Zuiji's words, Liao Cunfang said indifferently: "Are you the head of that eight-rate iron bone sect?"
Others are talking, but their feet still haven't moved away.
This made Jun Changxiao already condemned to death in his heart, and he was so painful that he wanted to die.
Perhaps because the other party was also the leader, Liao Cunfang withdrew his foot, but because he was half a beat behind, he couldn't change the painful death.
"just."
Liao Cunfang said indifferently: "I have taken a fancy to your disciple, let him transfer to my Qishan sect."
In the words, Jun Changxiao was completely ignored.
Not to mention the head of the Iron Bones faction, even if Qin Haoran, who holds two positions, came, he would still be on top.
This is not pretense, nor is it some villain without brains.
But because of strength, it is natural to have the appearance of a strong person. Is it possible to nod and bow down to serve the weak
"I've taken a fancy to it, so I worshiped you?" Jun Changxiao said lightly: "You are really arrogant."
Liao Cunfang said: "Give him to me, and all grievances will be wiped out."
He really admired Xiao Zuiji, if he could be drawn into his sect, he would definitely not be willing to kill him.
Unfortunately, it is doomed to wishful thinking.
Even if Jun Changxiao really gave Xiao Zuiji to him, he would never endure the killing of his disciple.
So he raised his knife and said in a cold voice, "Forgive all grievances? Make you paralyzed!"
Liao Cunfang frowned slightly and said: "Your Excellency is also the head of the sect after all, with a mouth full of vulgar words, and you really have no education at all."
The person who killed me still talks about education with me
Hehehe!
Jun Chang laughed.
Suddenly, his eyes were as cold as the light of a knife, and then he jumped up and swung his knife to press down!
"call!"
This knife cut down with a strength of at least 300,000 jin.
It can be seen that the Talisman of Power Increase was crushed early!
Liao Cunfang, who was originally calm, felt the powerful wind of the knife, and his face suddenly became solemn. He stretched out his palm and shouted: "Cloud Pai Zhang!"
"Hoo hoo!"
The spiritual energy burst out along the palm of the hand, forming a cloud-like air wave, and quickly condensed the palm prints to meet it.
Jun Changxiao's slashing straight down with the knife was very exciting, so he didn't dare to be careless, and directly used the high-grade high-level palm technique that he had been comprehending for many years!
call!
Hoo hoo!
The Qinglong Yanyue Knife formed a green knife light, and its strength was still rising, and finally soared to 400,000 jin!
What concept
Only Wu Zong with good spiritual root aptitude can possess such power.
And, at least to reach the fifth rank!
Liao Cunfang has a high-grade spiritual root and belongs to the upper-middle class Wuzong. Although he is only second-grade, with the blessing of Paiyun Palm, his strength can reach about 230,000.
This is undoubtedly excellent.
It's a pity, in front of Jun Changxiao's knife.
completely,
Not enough to see!
"Break it!"
Jun Chang laughed coldly.
The green knife light pressed down fiercely, directly cutting open the palm prints that seemed real and illusory, and Yu Wei didn't decompress.
"How can it be… "
Liao Cunfang's face changed in shock, but time did not allow him to be shocked, so he hurriedly stepped on his body to escape.
"boom!"
As soon as he left here, the powerful saber aura had already slashed on the ground, instantly showing a knife mark about one meter long.
Ka Ka Ka!
At the end of the knife mark, the ground quickly cracked and extended forward, finally shattering five or six meters!
A knife of 400,000 jin seemed to cut open the ground in this area!
Although Liao Cunfang managed to dodge, but when he saw the knife marks extending from the ground, cold sweat broke out on his back.
He had no doubt that if the knife hit him just now, he would be split in two on the spot!
This iron-bone sect leader doesn't look like a martial artist of the sixth or seventh rank, so why did he erupt with such terrifying power? !
Could it be... Hidden cultivation
"Go to the meeting alone!"
Jun Chang, who just fell down, rushed over with a knife.
The Qinglong Yanyue Knife swiped towards it halfway, and a cyan streamer burst out!
It's still 400,000 jin of strength!
Liao Cunfang had lingering fears in his heart, he didn't dare to fight recklessly, and hurriedly stepped on his body to escape.
Although he could barely dodge it, but the knife light swept over the one close to his body, and he was still in a cold sweat!
In the face of absolute strength, Xiao Zuiji could only fall to the ground with severe injuries.
Now, facing the leader of the Iron-Bone Faction who is stronger than himself, he also looks a lot weaker.
High above
It had already flown without a trace!
"brush!"
Jun Chang smiled and dragged his knife.
This time he used the ghost step, his speed increased to the extreme, and when Liao Cunfang stabilized his body, he shouted: "Flood the Seventh Army!"
"Hoo--" The cyan sword light swept over.
"not good!"
Liao Cunfang's face changed in shock.
He wanted to dodge, but just as he turned his body sideways, the knife light was close to the tip of his nose and slashed hard on his right arm.
"Puchi!"
Where the sword light passed, the arm flew out!
Because the knife was so fast and powerful, the open wound didn't splatter blood immediately!
"brush!"
Jun Changxiao appeared behind Liao Cunfang like a ghost.
"Puchi!"
The knife light flickered again, and another arm flew out again!
It wasn't until this time that the wound on Liao Cunfang's right arm began to splatter blood, and the severe pain rushed to the sea of consciousness, making his face suddenly grim.
Xiao Zuiji witnessed it from an angle, his eyes were wide open!
A Wu Zong had his arms chopped off by the sect leader in just a few strokes, this is really shocking!
It's not over yet!
"Warm wine and kill Hua Xiong!"
Jun Changxiao held the Qinglong Yanyue Saber and swept it fiercely from the lower three sets.
"Hoo--" The cyan sword glow directly slashed across Liao Cunfang's knees, and a thin slit appeared immediately.
"ah!"
Heart-piercing screams resounded throughout the valley, causing wild beasts to flee in fright, with intense panic in their eyes.
How much pain has been experienced to make a human being make such a miserable cry!
"Plop!"
Both legs were broken at the knees, and Liao Cunfang, who looked ferocious, fell straight on the ground, and the piercing pain slammed into his sea of consciousness and scalp!
brush! brush! brush!
The cyan knife light flickered, and it was peeling against the flesh!
Cutting off both arms and legs, and then cutting off pieces of flesh, this is the way of death for the suzerain of Liuliu Qishan Sect!
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S, something has happened recently, two updates in the past two days, four updates today, and tomorrow. By the way, the update is adjusted to the daytime in the early morning. I can’t stand it anymore. I have to go to bed. I really don’t have the energy to write. I will write and post tomorrow. As for the release The time depends on how long I sleep, so I can't give an accurate point, please recommend, please ask for a monthly ticket!