Jun Changxiao wanted to leave, but Elder Jin disagreed, and decisively declared war on him, the head of the sect, as an elder.
The main event is coming!
Qin Haoran was overjoyed secretly.
This guy left Haoqimen to go to Shengquanzong, what kind of ulterior transaction did he have
very simple.
When Jun Changxiao came to fight, the elders would go out to fight with him, not to mention killing him, at least he would be severely injured and cast a psychological shadow!
The same is true for the disciples of the Iron Bones.
As long as there is a chance, they will be brutalized, and they will lose their confidence in martial arts.
As a result, things backfired, and it was the Holy Spring Sect who was abused.
Disciple is not strong, there is no way.
Now that Elder Jin personally declares war on Jun Changxiao, he will definitely be able to torture him into a suspicious life, after all, he has an eighth-rank Wuzong cultivation!
boy.
Aren't you very hung up
If you have the guts, agree quickly!
"Elder Jin has declared war!"
"The disciple has lost seventy-two games in a row, I must not be able to bear it!"
"Elder Jin is an eighth-rank Wuzong. Judging from the burst of aura just now, the head of the king is no more than a second-rank Wuzong. There is no need to fight!"
Warriors from all sides looked at Jun Changxiao.
Ma Yunteng wanted to help him out, but he didn't know how to help him. After all, he took the initiative to challenge the Holy Spring Sect, and it was reasonable to be declared war by the elders!
"how?"
Elder Jin said: "Don't you dare to head the sect?"
"It's not that I dare not."
Jun Chang laughed and said, "It's just that if I win Elder Jin again, I'm afraid your Holy Spring Sect's reputation will be discredited."
"..."
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.
A second-rank Wuzong is so arrogant!
Elder Jin smiled and said: "If the head of the king can win, it means that his strength is extraordinary. This elder's skills are not as good as others, so how can his reputation be ruined!"
In his heart, he roared: "If you don't abuse your master, my reputation of the Holy Spring Sect will be discredited!"
"Really want to fight?"
"I really want to fight!"
"In that case."
Jun Chang smiled and shrugged, "Then let's fight."
How reluctant this tone is!
The corners of the mouths of City Master Xie and Patriarch Ai behind them all twitched.
The head of Jun is only a second-rank Wuzong, and they really can't think of where to make a comeback when they go to fight against an eighth-rank Wuzong like Elder Jin!
"snort."
Li'er said lightly: "The head of the Iron Bones faction must have been squeezed by the door."
Xi Jingxuan said with a smile: "The disciples of the Iron Bones faction are all so powerful under his training, and the master Jun is definitely not weak."
"My palace lord, Elder Jin is a high-ranking eighth-rank martial artist, with a strength of at least 320,000."
Lier said: "Even if Jun Changxiao is an extremely second-rank martial artist, a strength of 270,000 is already pretty good!"
"That's right." Xi Jingxuan said.
Li'er continued: "Furthermore, Elder Jin is a veteran Martial Sect and is very proficient in using various martial arts skills. How could a second-rank Martial Sect win!"
"The analysis makes sense."
Xi Jingxuan smiled and said: "However, I still feel that the head of the Jun will win."
Lier: "..."
My lord palace master, what happened to you!
The difference from Xi Jingxuan is that all fighters from all sides believe that Jun Changxiao will lose, and the loss will be extremely miserable!
They are not as professional as Lier thought, but because there is a six-level difference between the second and eighth ranks, there is absolutely no chance of a comeback.
"cut."
The disciple of the Lily Sacred Sect said indifferently: "You can't control yourself."
Murong Xin didn't speak, she only paid attention to Xiao Zuiji, and she didn't have any interest in other people's competition.
a little.
Under the attention of everyone, Jun Changxiao walked towards the martial arts arena.
Behind Liu Wanshi waved her hand and shouted loudly: "The head of the sect must win!"
"The leader must win!"
The Iron Bones disciples also shouted!
"Boy."
Ye Xingchen secretly said: "If you can defeat the eighth-rank Martial Sect, this emperor will recognize you as the head."
The difference between each rank in the Wu Zong stage is not that of a martial apprentice and a martial artist. It is almost impossible to achieve six ranks and win a leapfrog battle.
Even so.
Ye Xingchen still prefers Jun Changxiao.
After all, he has a lot of good things, so he might hold some powerful cards.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others didn't have such complicated thoughts, they just supported the leader without brains, no matter how big the gap with their opponents was.
"tread."
Jun Changxiao stopped, cupped his hands and said, "The head of the Iron-Bone Sect, Jun Changxiao."
Very imposing, very stylish!
Elder Jin also came over, and said indifferently: "The elder of the internal affairs of the Holy Spring Sect, Jin Shichang."
The head is against the elders.
This battle is fair in terms of status.
"Go!" shouted the referee.
"Hoo hoo!"
Elder Jin spread out his right palm, instantly gathering spiritual energy visible to the naked eye, forming a powerful aura!
The eighth-rank Martial Sect has long been proficient in the use of spiritual energy, and the release of this hand alone is by no means comparable to that of a martial artist.
call out--
Elder Jin flicked his hand casually, and the gathered psionic energy flew towards him like a cannonball.
Everyone was secretly shocked.
The blow that seemed to be an understatement must have a force of more than 300,000 jin.
The strong Wu Zong is so terrifying!
The shocked people hurriedly looked at Jun Changxiao to see how he would avoid it!
Um
The guy didn't move
Yes, Jun Changxiao stood there without moving.
When the violent air mass was about to sweep over, he took a step forward and punched him with his right fist!
It's too much for a second-rank Wuzong to dare to contend against the spiritual energy gathered by an eighth-rank Wuzong...
boom!
There was a loud bang.
The 300,000 jin of strength gathered by Elder Jin was shattered on the spot by Jun Changxiao's Burst Punch!
this…
Everyone's eyes popped out.
Elder Jin was also shocked, and secretly said: "This son's strength just now is also 300,000 catties?"
"brush!"
While thinking, Jun Changxiao stepped on the Zongyun Step and approached in an instant, raised his left hand, poured spiritual energy into it, and directly chopped out a Mountain Opening Palm!
Hoo hoo -
Under the blessing of the palm technique, the strength continued to skyrocket, instantly soaring to 350,000 catties!
boom!
Elder Jin blocked the Mountain Opening Palm with his right arm, but after enduring the violent force, he not only staggered back more than ten steps, but his face suddenly became ferocious.
The warriors watching the battle are all idiots!
The head of the Iron Bone faction crushed the air mass with one punch, and knocked Elder Jin back with another palm. The style of painting is seriously wrong!
boom!
At this moment, there was another explosion.
Jun Changxiao used his body skills to get around behind Elder Jin, and hit the side of his waist with a cracking punch.
thump thump!
Elder Jin staggered back sideways, his face became more ferocious, it could be seen that the two punches had caused a lot of damage.
hateful!
He stabilized his body, his eyes were about to burst and he shouted: "Great Gathering Spirit Seal!"
"Hoo hoo!"
The spiritual energy in his body erupted, filling the air in an instant, forming a dense cloud.
call---
A big hand pressed down from the spiritual layer, as if it came from the clouds, and the momentum was very vast!
Elder Jin's Great Gathering Spirit Seal, regardless of its size or strength, is far stronger than Qing Linfeng.
Jun Changxiao, who was directly below, sneered coldly, and the moment the palm print was pressed down, he suddenly blasted dozens of bursting punches upwards one after another.
The fist speed is very fast, and the power explodes!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After a burst of violent bombardment, the Great Gathering Spirit Seal stopped abruptly, and then exploded with a 'boom' in full view, and the gathered cloud of spiritual power suddenly dissipated!
"Wow!"
Elder Jin spurted blood on the spot, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"hiss!"
Warriors from all sides gasped in unison.
It's really terrifying to break Elder Jin's Great Gathering Spirit Seal with just one fist!
"..."
The corners of Ye Xingchen's mouth twitched slightly.
What he was thinking about was what trump card the master would show to counterattack.
Now that Elder Jin vomits blood with just his fist, it can only show that his strength completely surpasses the opponent!
The second-rank Wuzong surpassed the eighth-rank Wuzong in terms of power. Could it be that the leader is... a super level