The disciples were at the bottom, and the suzerain rode the black eagle on the magic mountain to surround the gate of Baihe Shengzong.
If they didn't know in advance what the Wan Guzong was here for, many warriors would think that they were here to mess things up!
"How arrogant!"
A strong man from another state whispered.
The Lily Sacred Sect is a second-rate sect that is well-known all over the world. That guy brought his disciples riding wolf beasts and eagle beasts. He has no manners at all!
Not rude.
Instead, Jun Changxiao knew that if he came in a low-key way, he would definitely be ridiculed, so he might as well just do it in a high-key way and make many people shut up.
It works well.
The hurricane wolves shocked the forces of all parties, and the beasts made them jealous and envious.
Those who want to ridicule must first see if they are qualified.
etc!
Why did the woman who rides a white crane like a fairy stop near Jun Changxiao
Could it be that the strong man in Luzhou in the northeast is a disciple of the Wangu Sect
At this time, Jun Changxiao also made eye contact with the Mistress of the Extreme Cold Palace and others who had just arrived in front of the mountain gate.
"Huh? Why are you here too?"
"..."
The nine suzerains were silent.
You think we want to come? It's not because of your disciples!
"Too Elder..."
Looking at the old man in front of the mountain gate, the owner of the Extreme Cold Palace almost couldn't hold back his tears.
"Why."
The Grand Elder of Extreme Cold Palace sighed.
Leaving the boundless sea of ice, I thought I could avenge the sect. Who would have thought that not only would he be abused, but also be controlled by the source of his soul and become a prisoner.
"metropolitan."
Lu Qianqian said via voice transmission: "I called these people to cheer for the sect."
Jun Chang smiled startled, and said with a smile: "I have a heart."
This time to challenge, the major forces must be inclined to the Baihe Shengzong. She called so many people over, but she was thinking of the sect.
"Crunch."
The closed door opened, and a faint voice came: "Sect Master Jun, please come in."
"Walk."
Jun Changxiao stepped in front of the mountain gate, followed by all the disciples who jumped from Hurricane Wolf.
Although this is a second-rate sect with a lot of background, they don't have any fear on their faces, and it looks like they have experienced a big scene.
"call!"
Xiao Zuiji took a deep breath, clenched his fists and said, "Murong Xin, I'm here!"
…
The outer courtyard of Baihe Shengzong is very large, and every brick under the feet has a long history.
At this moment, the families and forces from all sides of Donghao Prefecture gathered in the area of the Martial Arts Field. The number of people is still quite large, 20,000 to 30,000.
Jun Changxiao led his disciples in, and all cast disdainful glances.
As a force in Donghao State, they must be inclined to the Baihe Sect and be hostile to foreign sects.
Mu Changhong was also there.
He hadn't planned to participate in this kind of sect battle, but he was invited by the city lord of Donghao State Wangcheng just half a month ago.
It is clear.
This is to allow myself to witness with my own eyes how the Wan Guzong was abused.
"Master Mu."
Ding Lingchun, the city lord of Haotianwang City, locked on Jun Changxiao, and said with a smile: "This son is the lord of the Wangu sect who has recently become famous in the world?"
"Not bad." Mu Changhong said.
Ding Lingchun laughed and said, "Sure enough, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."
Mu Changhong knew that he was not optimistic about Wan Guzong, so he didn't bother to reply because he didn't have much confidence in his heart.
"tread."
After a while, Jun Changxiao stopped at the periphery of the martial arts arena, and said with his hands behind his back: "Three years ago, my Wanguzong and Guizong made a war agreement, and today I am here to attend the appointment!"
brush! brush!
The elders, hall masters, and disciples of the Wangu sect stood behind them with their heads held high.
They are not many in number, and compared with the tens of thousands of powerhouses from all sides in Donghao State, there is really a big gap, but the unyielding aura exuded by them may not be inferior to the opponent!
"this… "
Mu Changhong was dumbfounded.
It is so far away from the second-rate sect, so why did the Wan Gu sect show such an aura of reluctance
If City Lord Mu witnessed with his own eyes that Jun Changxiao once challenged Haoqimen and Shengquanzong, he should understand why he didn't hesitate.
Fighting the strong with the weak is not once or twice.
Be cowardly, be afraid!
Forces from other states poured into the Lily Sacred Sect one after another, and many people instinctively leaned to the sides to isolate Jun Changxiao and others.
The forces from Southwest Yangzhou did not come.
Otherwise, he would definitely stand behind and support Wan Guzong.
Lu Qianqian turned her head and glanced at the head of Xuanling Sect and the others who had just come in, they immediately understood, and stopped behind Jun Changxiao and the others.
"The forces in Luzhou in the northeast are here to cheer for the Wanguzong?"
"Didn't there be a conflict some time ago?"
"I heard that the Extreme Cold Palace was almost wiped out. This is a deep hatred, and it should not die."
Seeing the nine major and fourth-rate sects in Luzhou in the northeast standing behind the Wangu sect, the eyes of all parties suddenly became puzzled.
The suzerain of Xuanlingzong and others were also depressed.
That Jun Changxiao challenged the second-rate sect without knowing his life and death, and he was forced to cheer for him, which was completely humiliating!
…
Lily Holy Sect Hall.
Cheng Huixin and several elders came out.
As expected of a second-rate force, all of them have cultivation at the level of a Martial Emperor.
"Sovereign Monarch."
Cheng Huixin said calmly: "The war agreement was made with Xiao Zuiji, what do you mean by bringing so many disciples here today?"
Jun Chang said with a smile: "Since you have come all the way from here, one fight is definitely not enough, why not play a few more?"
"Hahaha."
A strong man laughed and said: "Sect Master Jun is really bold!"
Others whispered to each other.
Bringing so many disciples to challenge, if one person fights one game, it will be similar to the Zongmen Grand Competition in many counties.
There are also people who admire Jun Changxiao's courage and dare to bring his disciples to the second-rate sect to send him to torture!
Cheng Huixin said coldly: "Since Sect Master Jun is so elegant, I will naturally accompany you to the end."
After all, he raised his hand.
brush! brush!
Zongmen disciples stepped forward one after another and stood on the edge of the martial arts arena.
The disciples of the Lily Sacred Sect are all female, and their looks are not bad. They are arranged like this, and it feels like a crowd of flowers are competing for beauty.
If you compare people, you will die, if you compare goods, you will throw them away.
Standing behind Jun Changxiao, Lu Qianqian and Mu Honglian, no matter their appearance or temperament, crushed the female disciples of this second-rate sect properly.
"Tsk tsk."
A strong man cared about his appearance, and what he cared about was his cultivation, so he praised: "All the disciples of the Lily Sacred Sect are high-level Wuzong!"
Looking at the hundreds of disciples brought by Jun Changxiao, he shook his head and said, "The two are completely incomparable."
On the bright side, the disciples of the Wan Gu Sect are indeed incomparable to the Baihe Sacred Sect, because they all rely on hermitism to suppress their realm.
Not only Wuzong, but also Wushi.
Jun Changxiao said indifferently: "Elder Cheng, I, the Wanguzong, came to challenge this time with full sincerity, please take it seriously, and don't send these crooked melons and cracked dates to fight."
"..."
The corners of the warriors' mouths twitched.
These disciples of the Lily Sacred Sect have good aptitude and realm, yet he actually described it as 'crooked melons and cracked dates'!
Cheng Huixin said coldly: "Sect Master Jun, the disciples sent by my sect are enough to fight your disciples. If you send stronger ones, you will be suspected of bullying the weak."
"fine."
Jun Chang said with a smile: "I like to be bullied by the strong, and the noble sect can send the most elite disciples to fight."
Like to be bullied by the strong
In an instant, the evaluations given to Sovereign Jun by various forces were - this guy is sick!