Twenty evil sects, nearly 10,000 disciples, and two martial kings are ahead, the lineup can be called luxurious, there is a large array of protectors, Jun Changxiao can completely hide in the sect and not fight with them.

But only temporarily.

If the other party doesn't leave, the mountain gate will be impassable, and the disciple will not be able to go out to practice or practice.

So we have to find a way to solve this big problem.

How to fix it?

Jun Changxiao thought of fighting in the ring.

Some people may think that people are here to destroy the faction and will fight you one-on-one?

Yes.

Especially the third-rate sect of the Temple of Killing Gods.

Although it is an evil sect, after all, it is also a person in the rivers and lakes.

Since the head of the Iron Bone Sect wants to die in the ring and die with dignity, he will definitely fulfill him.

Again.

The martial cultivators of Qingyang County came so much.

Just let them see with their own eyes what will happen to offending the evil faction of Huayang County.

"Elder Wan. ”

The martial king surnamed Zhan said: "But you have to take good care of it, the head of this iron bone faction." ”

"Understood!"

Wan Xiuxian walked out, and then jumped onto the platform of life and death.

He first glanced at Jun Changxiao, and then looked at the words on the board, and his eyes suddenly flashed with disdain.

It's just a seventh-rate sect.

Straighten yourself out.

Jun Changxiao ignored him, but looked at the two martial kings, and said: "This battle of life and death will be fought ten times, if the Iron Bone Sect loses one, this seat will bring disciples and kill themselves in front of the world." ”

"What?"

"Master Jun, don't do it!"

Xie Guangkun and Ai Shangjing's expressions suddenly changed greatly.

They knew that the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect were very strong, because they had already proven themselves in challenging the Holy Spring Sect, but if they lost a game, they would collectively kill themselves, which was too big!

What's more, there are two Martial Kings.

If they fight, they are much stronger than the Martial Sect, so how can they fight!

"The ...... of the gentleman"

As soon as Xie Guangkun and Ai Shangqi spoke, they heard Jun Changxiao interrupt with a solemn expression: "I have made up my mind." ”

The attitude is tough!

“......”

Evil Light Mix and Ai Shangxuan shook their heads one after another.

Those city lords who came to support Jun Changxiao, as well as the families and cultivators, also had ugly faces.

If it is decided by the number of wins and losses, it can be understood, but this kind of condition of fighting ten games and losing one game and killing yourself is obviously forcing yourself into a desperate situation.

"Hmph. ”

Qin Haoran said secretly: "It's really dead!"

Shen Tong and Situ Wang didn't seem to have any expression on their faces, but their hearts were beautiful.

They really don't believe it, there are two evil sects in charge of the Martial King, and they won't win even one of the ten fights!

"Truly, awrely. ”

Elder Zhan smiled strangely: "Does the head of the Jun Sect know that the sect must be destroyed today, so he will play such an exciting battle in the ring?"

Jun Chang smiled: "Life in the world, you have to be excited!"

"Good!"

Elder Zhan said with a smile: "Since the head of the Jun family likes to play exciting, we don't bully the weak, so we will fight ten games on the stage, and if the Iron Bone Sect loses one, I will take all the disciples to kill themselves." ”

"Of course. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said: "If after ten battles, my Iron Bone Sect is lucky to win, then please two of you and leave with these evil sects, and from now on the well water will not interfere with the river water." ”

"Luck?"

Elder Zhan smiled grimly and said, "Do you think it's possible?"

No way!

This was the unanimous thought of all the warriors present.

If two Martial Kings fight, the Iron Bone Faction is equivalent to losing two games directly, then the result is that all of them kill themselves!

Jun Chang smiled: "Do you dare to play?"

Elder Zhan smiled faintly and said, "If your Iron Bone Sect is lucky enough to win, we will leave here, and from then on, the well water will not interfere with the river water." ”

"Good. ”

Jun Chang smiled and hugged his fists and said: "So many martial arts cultivators, I will be a witness!"

“......”

The corners of Xie Guangkun, Ai Shangqi and others twitched.

The battle in the ring at the cost of all the Iron Bone Sect's self-slaughter, Jun's head is really exciting!

"Xiao sins himself!"

Jun Chang smiled and shouted: "The first one, you go first!"

"Yes!"

Xiao Sinji has ascended to the stage of life and death.

"That's a three-grade martial sect, don't let the elders fight, let the disciples fight, this first battle will have to lose!"

"As far as I know, the Iron Bone Sect has no elders, and since there are ten battles, they must let their disciples fight. ”

"Although this Xiao Sinji has performed well in the Holy Spring Sect, he is only a martial artist after all, how can he defeat the Sanpin Martial Sect!"

The warriors of Qingyang County shook their heads one after another.

If you don't have an elder, you can fight on your own.

Sending a disciple on stage is not deliberately trying to lose the game?

The martial cultivators of the evil sect of Huayang County sneered one after another.

I thought that it would take time and effort to destroy the Iron Bone Sect, but now as long as the Elder of Star Valley wins the next battle, and they all kill themselves, it will save a lot of trouble.

"Master Jun. ”

Wan Xiuxian said disdainfully: "Send a disciple to fight me, you are really taking the life of the entire sect as a child's play." ”

"Don't talk nonsense. ”

Xiao Sinji said: "Hurry up and start." ”

Saying this, I was actually quite apprehensive in my heart, after all, this was the first time I had fought with Wu Zong, and he was still a third-grade level.

Wan Xiuxian sneered: "Since you are in such a hurry to die, then Elder Ben will send you to hell!"

"Whew!"

The yin and evil attributes instantly diffused.

The system said: "This person is a third-grade middle martial sect, and his strength is about 180,000 catties. ”

"180,000. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said secretly: "Sins should be able to win." ”

If these words were heard by the martial artists present, they would definitely collapse.

Big brother, your disciple is only a six- or seven-grade martial artist at first glance, even if he is at the extreme level, his strength is only about 100,000 jin at most, how can he fight a martial artist with a strength of 180,000 jin?

"Whew!"

At this moment, Wan Xiuxian's right hand formed a fist, and the yin and evil attributes instantly permeated it, blasting towards Xiao Sinji.

With the blessing of martial arts, the power of his punch soared to 200,000 jin in an instant!

"Brush!"

Xiao Sinji stepped on the clouds to avoid it.

However, as soon as he staggered his body, Wan Xiuxian's left fist blasted over from a tricky angle!

"Bang ————"

The fist, which also carried 200,000 catties of strength, directly hit Xiao Sinji's right shoulder, and a gurgling ripple visible to the naked eye rippled in the ring.

"It's over!"

Many warriors were capturing the moment, and all of them had such thoughts.

However.

Unbelievable.

Xiao Sinji, who resisted 200,000 catties with his body, only took two small steps back, and there was not the slightest pain on his face.

"Huh?"

Wan Xiuxian said in surprise: "Hard-catching Elder Ben's Evil Shadow Fist, you can still stand, your little guy's body is quite strong." ”

"Whew!"

As he spoke, he rushed over here.

"Whew!"

The left and right fists attacked at the same time, instantly forming a dense shadow of yin and evil fists, accompanied by bursts of yin wind.

Bang!

It is difficult to avoid sin, and you can only rely on the flesh to resist it.

When Wan Xiuxian stopped, and when the dark aura dissipated, everyone's mouths suddenly opened.

Because the disciple of the Iron Bone Sect still stood in the ring with an unchanged face, giving people the feeling that it didn't hurt or itch!

"Elder Wan. ”

Elder Zhan frowned slightly and said, "You are now representing the evil faction of Huayang County, please be sure to take it seriously." ”

“......”

The corners of Wan Xiuxian's mouth twitched slightly.

In order to behave in front of the two martial kings of the Killing God Temple, he had already done his best from the moment he made a move, but the Iron Bone Sect disciple in front of him was simply an iron pimple, and it was difficult to do anything at all!

"Brush!"

At this moment, Xiao Sinji stepped on the clouds and rushed over, bursting his fist with his left hand and opening the mountain palm with his right hand!

"Whoo ————"

The punch is fast and the power is very strong!

The faces of all the masters present changed greatly.

The disciple of the Iron Bone Sect named Xiao Sinji obviously only has the cultivation of a sixth-grade martial artist, but the power that erupted, no matter how you look at it, it must be 200,000 catties!

"Not good!"

Wan Xiuxian was shocked!

Boom ————

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