Wei was angry and saw a streamer of light coming from him, and then his chest was pierced, and the person also knelt on the ground and died.

He was afraid that until he died, he was thinking about what kind of secret weapon flew in, which could penetrate his body and heart so strongly.

"Poof!"

Jun Changxiao blew the smoking muzzle of the gun, and said lightly: "Your death is worth it, and my bullet will cost dozens of taels when converted into silver." ”

Exact value.

With the strength of the head of the Jun family, he can kill Wei Yifu with his bare hands, and shooting is a waste of bullets.

"Four...... Fourth Brother ......"

Wei Yixi's expression was dull, and his eyes gradually turned red, not to cry, but to express his anger to the extreme.

The three younger brothers have followed him since childhood, either bullying others together or being bullied together, and now they are dead one by one, which is a heavy blow to him.

"Oooo

At this moment, the shocked disciples of the Lingquan Sect rushed out of the inner courtyard one after another, and there were hundreds of them, and when they saw the four elders kneeling on the ground, their chests pierced, their eyes widened one by one.

Who killed it?

For the first time, everyone looked at Jun Chang and smiled!

Especially when I saw the plaque of the sect being removed, I knew that this guy was here to smash the field!

"Yes...... It's him!" The green scarf warrior who had been trampled on in the wild looked at Jun Chang with a similar tree root in his mouth, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

In other words, the Iron Bone Sect and the Lingquan Sect have come to a life-and-death step, and Brother Green Turban has contributed a lot, because if he hadn't deliberately approached Lu Qianqian, there would have been no contradictions.

Ay.

How to say it.

can't blame him entirely, mainly because the Lingquan Sect protects the calves, and when he learned that his disciple was beaten, he had to come to take revenge.

On the stage of grievances, Wei Yifu had murderous intent, allowing the contradiction to expand to the point of irreconcilability.

If you change to other ninth-rate sects, I am afraid that when the hundred sects are recruited, they will take their disciples to apologize, but on the contrary, the person concerned is Jun Changxiao, an iron-like existence.

Endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky.

The Lingquan Sect couldn't bear it, and it refused to retreat, so it could only use the lives of the three elders to learn a lesson.

It's a pity that the current Wei Yixi couldn't learn his lesson, he clenched his fists, his eyes were split, and his voice was cold: "Kill him!"

The sect master's order, the disciple did not dare to disobey, and immediately sacrificed his weapon and rushed over, surrounding Jun Changxiao.

Brother Green Turban is also among them, and the anger in his eyes is no weaker than that of the master.

"Whew!"

Jun Changxiao took a puff of cigarette, spit out the smoke ring, and said, "If it were you, I wouldn't let the disciple come up and die." ”

"Boy, don't talk nonsense, give me death!"

A disciple was anxious to show himself in front of the sect master, and immediately swung his sword to kill him.

Jun Changxiao took the Desert Eagle back, and the Cold Blade Sword appeared out of thin air, and with a twist of his wrist, the cold sword light flashed.

"Woohoo!"

The neck was scarred, and blood splattered.

The disciple dropped his weapon, covered his wound with both hands, made a 'hmm' sound in his throat, and fell to the ground with a desperate face.

"Shhh

The disciples of the Lingquan Sect, who were about to make a move, were shocked when they saw the fourth senior brother who had cultivated to reach the tenth stage of the opening pulse and was killed by a sword.

"Up, up!" Wei Yixi yelled angrily.

Why didn't he go on?

Because he knew that the silver thing Jun Changxiao took just now must be a terrifying hidden weapon, and he was shot and killed like the fourth brother when he shot it.

Why let the disciples go on?

Because I know that Jun Changxiao's hidden weapon should be similar to a bow and crossbow, and there must not be many bullets, so that the disciples can rush up, kill if they can, and consume if they can't.

Plainly.

is to use disciples as cannon fodder......

The disciples of the Lingquan Sect obviously wouldn't have thought that in the eyes of the sect master, they were so worthless, but they were also willing to obey the order and rush over with a sword.

"A bunch of poor people. ”

Jun Chang shook his head with a smile, holding the Han Feng Sword in one hand, and greeted the disciples of the Lingquan Sect who rushed towards him.

"Brush, brush, brush!"

The Nine Overlapping Wave Swords were cast, and layers of energy were presented along with the sword qi, spreading out like ripples!

"Plop!

The cold sword light swept by, and the more than ten disciples of the Lingquan Sect who rushed in front of Jun Changxiao were all cut throats, like blooming flowers, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Tick, tick. ”

The tip of the Han Feng Sword pointed downward, and droplets of blood slipped down and splashed on the stone slab.

Jun Chang smiled in front of dozens of corpses, his eyes flashing coldly, as if he was a killing god from hell.

The disciples of the Lingquan Sect were shocked, and surrounded them with swords in horror, but they did not dare to rush over.

Jun Changxiao raised his head, and pointed his sword at Wei Yixi and said, "The person who is going to be killed today is him, so if you don't want to be a sword soul, get out of here." ”

The disciple of Lingquan Sect is not a heinous bandit, he doesn't want to kill more, so this time, the so-called destruction of the door is mainly to destroy the Wei brothers.

"Boy, die!"

At this moment, a disciple raised his knife from behind and slashed down.

Jun Chang, who thought that he was benevolent enough, smiled, his eyes flashed coldly, and he swung the cold blade sword with his backhand.

"Whew————"

The sword flashed, and it shaved off the warrior's weapon and his head.

"Kill! Kill!"

The disciples of the Lingquan Sect took the opportunity to kill from all directions.

Jun Changxiao was no longer suppressed, the cultivation of the fifth-grade martial arts was fully opened, and the spiritual power was poured into the Hanfeng Sword, instantly revealing a cold and gloomy aura.

"Since you are stubborn, you will not blame this seat for killing in Lingquan Mountain!" As he spoke, he suddenly swung his sword and dragged out a long sword shadow.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Where the Han Feng Sword passed, all the swords that had been cut were broken, and some of the tips and tips of the swords were still stuck in the legs and feet of the disciples of the Lingquan Sect.

They didn't have time to scream, because the second sword had already slashed mercilessly.

"Whoa—"

The cold blade sword slashed through, carrying the cold glow!

"Plop!

The more than twenty Lingquan Sect disciples who rushed over stood on their feet, and the Adam's apple showed neat and small sword marks, and they immediately lowered their heads in unison.

Jun Changxiao walked past them, and the more than twenty blood droplets gathered by the Han Feng Sword were also evaporated by the spiritual power in an instant.

"Poof. ”

After only a few steps, twenty disciples of the Lingquan Sect were planted on the ground.

These people have cultivated no more than five or six stages of the open pulse, and Jun Changxiao, who has the Hanfeng Sword and has reached the fifth rank of martial arts, can be easily wiped out.

Wei Yixi was horrified.

At this moment, he had roughly deduced that the strength of the head of this Iron Bone Sect was no less than that of a fourth-rank martial artist!

It was not only the Lingquan Sect Master who was frightened, but also those disciples.

Although they gathered around Jun Chang and smiled, they also followed each other step by step and retreated, with a strong horror in their eyes.

Killing the same door is the same as mowing the grass, and you must be afraid in your heart!

"Up, up!" Wei Yi roared like a maniacal man, he didn't care about his disciple's life, as long as he could kill Jun Changxiao, it didn't matter if he was all dead.

However.

Jun Changxiao was so strong that the disciples of the Lingquan Sect did not dare to rush forward, and even opposed the cold eyes, and the hands holding the weapons were trembling violently.

This is killing the gods, whoever goes up will die!

Restraint, restraint!

"Brush!"

Jun Chang smiled and raised his sword, and the cold light flickered.

The cold aura spread, startling everyone's scalp numb, and make a wise choice as soon as possible, retreat, how far can you retreat!

"You ......," Wei Yixi was furious.

He originally wanted to rely on his disciples to hold him back, and then take the opportunity to escape, but now it's good, it's all gone!

Jun Chang, who had no disciples to block the way, smiled, and rushed in with an arrow, and the cold blade sword infused with spiritual power slashed out a cold sword light.

"Bad ......"

"Flutter ————"

As soon as Wei Yixi felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, his head flew out and landed in front of the plaque standing in the courtyard, and a line of blood was splashed on the three big characters of 'Lingquan Sect'.

"Sect Master!"

The disciples of the Lingquan Sect stood stupidly in place.

......

this day.

A fire broke out on Lingquan Mountain, burning for a day and a night, and the Lingquan Sect, which occupied the mountain, said goodbye to the rivers and lakes since then.

"Whew!"

Jun Chang, who came down the mountain, smiled, stood on the boulder and took a deep puff of his cigar, looked at the scenery in the distance, and muttered, "Why doesn't it smell like nicotine?"

The system said: "This is an e-cigarette. ”

"Lean ......."