calm down.
At this time, the first thing to do is to rescue the disciples, and then deal with these inhuman bandits.
Jun Changxiao, full of anger and killing intent, came to the front of the end hall. There were ten bandits standing at the door.
"It should be the elite in the Black Wind Village."
While thinking, he stepped into the main hall. However, as soon as he walked in, he felt cold eyes locked on him instantly.
There are eight warriors in the hall, with murderous intent on their brows.
"These people have at least ten meridians!" Jun Chang laughed secretly.
"Boy."
A fair-skinned, long-haired man half-lyed on a chair and said with a smile, "You really have the guts to kill people from my Black Wind Village."
A bearded middle-aged man next to him raised his eyebrows and said, "If it wasn't for the order from the head of the family, I would have twisted your head off and kicked it like a ball!"
Jun Changxiao ignored it, and said with his hands behind his back: "I personally come to Montenegro to redeem people, and the head of the family sends these little bosses who can't make dog meat to welcome them. Is this the way to welcome guests?"
"Damn guy!"
"Dare to say that we are dog meat!"
The eight warriors in the hall stood up angrily, their eyes flickering with murderous intent, and they had the urge to kill Jun Changxiao.
"Hahaha!"
Just at this time, loud laughter came.
I saw a burly middle-aged man stepping in from the side door, and then sat on the tiger-skin chair, saying: "Your Majesty, the head of the house, come and let my Heifengzhai flourish."
"The master!"
The eight warriors all said respectfully.
Jun Chang smiled calmly, but seeing the indistinct aura gathering around the other party, he secretly said: "It should be a martial artist."
Although a warrior is only the second martial arts realm in the Xingyun Continent, he is much stronger than a martial artist at the level of opening the veins.
In Jun Changxiao's recollection, one martial artist is comparable to ten 12th-level martial arts disciples. With the blessing of high-grade martial arts, it is easy to punch ten thousand catties with one punch.
Grandma's.
Facing a warrior, the pressure is great.
"The master."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "I don't like nonsense, I came to Heifeng Village this time just to take my disciples away."
The head held up a finger and said with a smile: "I, Zhou Tianba, don't beat around the bush. Each head is one hundred taels. If you pay the money, the head of the house can take people away at any time."
"One hundred taels?"
Jun Changxiao frowned and said, "It's a bit expensive."
He only had three hundred taels on him, and he could only redeem three with money.
Zhou Tian said arrogantly: "Zhou gave the lowest price for the sake of the head of the king. For other sects, the starting price is at least 200 taels per person."
"oh?"
Jun Chang said with a smile: "The head of the family and the head of my appointment know each other?"
Zhou Tianba leaned on the seat, recalling the past and said: "We used to meet each other often in Xiaofenglou, so we are considered senior kiln friends."
Kiln friend...
Jun Chang smiled and twitched the corners of his mouth.
Feelings, this guy, like Head Wang, likes to visit romantic places.
"In that case."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "Why don't you give Jun a little bit cheaper for the sake of kiln friends?"
"Hey."
"This guy thought he was selling vegetables at the entrance of the vegetable market, so he still bargained?"
The eight little bosses sneered.
Zhou Tian said domineeringly: "Sect Leader, how much cheaper can you accept?"
Jun Chang smiled and thought about it: "How about this, Jun took out a hundred taels, and the master released all my disciples."
If money can solve the problem, he would rather redeem the disciple first, then send him to a safe area, and then go to Heifengzhai alone to kill him.
"Ha ha!"
"One hundred taels? Is this guy farting?"
Several little bosses laughed.
Zhou Tianba said with a sullen face: "Master Jun, the price you gave is without sincerity."
Jun Changxiao shrugged helplessly, and said: "We, the Iron-Bone Sect, can only give out one hundred taels of ransom, and please allow us to accommodate you for the sake of being kiln friends with the head of the king. "
"Accommodating?"
Zhou Tianba snapped his fingers and said, "Yes."
Soon, two thieves came out from the side door holding down a heavily tied young man.
Jun Chang smiled and frowned.
That young man was exactly the disciple he had recruited in Qingyang City.
At this moment, her hair was disheveled, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and it looked like she had been severely abused.
"The master..."
The young man found Jun Changxiao, hope flickered in his despairing eyes, and he called weakly: "Save me... save me..."
"Plop!"
Was thrown in front of the tiger-skin chair.
Zhou Tianba stepped on the young man's head and said with a smile: "Sect Master, if Zhou kills him today, it will be equivalent to losing one head, so you won't have to pay more ransom."
Jun Changxiao turned his hands behind his back into fists, and anger burst out of his body.
As the leader of a faction, how could he just watch his disciples being humiliated!
"Don't...don't kill me..."
The young man seemed to feel the breath of death, and he said helplessly, "Don't kill me, I don't want to die, don't kill me... I don't want to die... I am willing to seek refuge in Heifengzhai! I am willing to work for you, please don't kill me!" Kill me...don't kill me!"
"Hahaha!"
"This kid is really cowardly!"
"Look, the crotch is wet, it must be scared to pee!"
The eight little bosses laughed unscrupulously.
Jun Changxiao's anger grew even stronger!
Oh shit.
Such a lack of dignity, what kind of disciple did I recruit!
"Puchi—"
Zhou Tianba drew out the long knife hanging in front of the chair, cut off the begging boy's head, and said with a smile: "Master Jun, if you are so afraid of death, Zhou will take care of it for you, shouldn't you have any objection?"
"Ding!"
"Sect members: 99/100."
Jun Changxiao ignored the reminder of the reduction of members, slowly raised his head to look at Zhou Tianba, and said coldly, "I have an opinion!"
This sentence contains boundless anger.
The disciple behaved so greedy for life and afraid of death, which made him very angry and disappointed, but after all, he was a strong disciple, so what right did outsiders have to kill him
"Hey, this guy seems to be angry."
"Shouldn't the master help him clean up a disciple who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"
The eight little bosses laughed disdainfully.
Since Jun Jun came in with a smile, they didn't take him seriously.
Zhou Tianbo's eyes flickered coldly, but he also retracted the long knife, and said with a smile, "Master Jun, what's your opinion?"
Jun Chang laughed coldly and said: "I am an unyielding disciple, no matter whether I am greedy for life or afraid of death, or make a big mistake, only I can deal with it, and others have no right or qualification to intervene."
"Puff haha!"
"This guy really regards himself as the master?"
"A nine-stream sect is even inferior to our Black Wind Village. It's really tiring to speak nonsense in front of the master!"
Zhou Tianba clasped his hands together, resting his chin on the back of his palms and said, "So, Zhou is meddling in his own business?"
"Yes."
Jun Chang said with a smile: "You dog is meddling with mice."
The smile on Zhou Tianba's face disappeared, and his eyes became quite cold.
Seeing this, the eight little bosses immediately realized that the boss was angry!
"Boy!"
The cheeky man slapped the armrest and shouted angrily: "We are both from the same arena, let's give you some face for this rubbish leader, don't fucking take yourself seriously."
"Puchi!"
Jun Changxiao held the Hanfeng sword backwards and stuck it in his chest.