I suddenly shouted my name: "Please call me big brother." ”

After listening, there was a long black line on Lu Ming's head, there was such a shameless boy, what kind of big brother?

Shameless!

His face is several meters longer, more hippopotamus than a hippopotamus.

You must know that Lu Ming is also the head of the Immortal God Clan, and he has never seen such a stinky boy as Zhang Jun for many years.

As soon as I met, I called myself a big brother.

As for the door owner, a few of them, when they saw Zhang Jun suddenly appear on the flying sword, they were surprised.

"It's you, little brother. ”

The door owner looked at Zhang Jun with a look of disbelief.

"You, you're also a cultivator, why didn't I see it at the beginning, aren't you already gone?"

A few of them just thought that Zhang Jun was from the Immortal God Clan.

"Lord of the Gate. Zhang Jun saluted and said, "Don't worry about it first, wait until I kill that guy, and then explain to you what happened." ”

After speaking, Zhang Jun threw away his sword and rushed directly towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's eyes were cold, he was thinking, just this nameless little man, still want to kill himself within my spell? Hmph, I can't help myself!

As soon as I thought of this, Lu Ming used a spell, and many monsters rushed towards me at the same time, and the black pressed a piece.

"Little brother, be careful, there are too many of them!"

The master hurriedly shouted, those guys, each one is not easy to deal with.

Of course, Zhang Jun was not afraid of them, and immediately shouted: "Break!"

Suddenly, the sword in Zhang Jun's hand turned into countless small swords, and he slashed directly at the guys.

They were under my little sword, useless, and after a few seconds they were all slashed down.

"Impossible!" Seeing this, Lu Ming was shocked, the Dao technique that Zhang Jun had just used, Lu Ming had never seen it, but he had never heard of such a Dao technique!

This, is this the sword splitting technique!

"You know how to divide swordsmanship!" Lu Ming's tone was full of surprise: "You sect master, you still have such a master to help you?"

After speaking, Lu Ming turned his head and was about to go out, he was about to run, he could naturally see that Zhang Jun was a master of the highest.

He himself has a few pounds and a few taels, but it is still clear that he can't beat him, so he has to run! Zhang Jun naturally won't let Lu Ming run like this.

If you haven't used swordsmanship, you can still ask him to run, but at this time, Lu Ming has already been called to see it.

He will definitely know Zhang Jun's identity, and when the time comes, he will definitely call the people of the Immortal God Clan to know.

Therefore, Lu Naru can't get out alive!

In the next second, countless small swords easily slashed the black qi apart, and the hall lit up.

After that, Zhang Jun shattered his thoughts, and countless small flying swords merged into a sword and flew back into Zhang Jun's hand.

Lu Ming breathed, but Zhang Jun's face did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"Little brother, are you?"

The master of the door has already seen who Zhang Jun is, he is young, he can use swordsmanship, this person is not ordinary.

Zhang Jun just smiled: "You can call me eldest brother, and also, about today's matter, please don't spread it to the outside world." ”

The master of the door became serious.

"Of course, eldest brother, don't worry, we won't go out and talk nonsense. ”

Seeing them leave, Zhang Jun rested here for a while, and as for how the fight was going over there, Zhang Jun didn't plan to help.

The others should be able to deal with the Immortal Clan, otherwise, they are incompetent.

……

It's just dawn.

The sect that used to be very lively has been ruined for most of it, and it is a mess.

In the open space here, the corpses of many disciples appeared, they were covered with grass, and everything was already over.

The little disciple came back here.

They stared at the disciples in the open space in shock, not knowing what to say for a while.

These people are the friends and buddies they have made over the years, as well as the elders, and in one night, they are gone.

In one night, there were heavy casualties, a total of hundreds of disciples,

There was no fluctuation in the expression of one person, he had long been accustomed to seeing life and death, and he was now looking for Zhang Jun everywhere.

"Hey, I'm here. Zhang Jun waved his hand to the other party and smiled.

As soon as he saw that it was Zhang Jun, his face immediately became happy.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Then what do you want me to do?" Zhang Jun smiled.

"You, you're the kid in the photo?" the other party looked at Zhang Jun with a look of surprise.

There are masters with daimyo in the entire cultivation world, and they are all unusual existences, and Zhang Jun's daimyo is actually very large.

The person who was hunted down by the Immortal God Clan was very powerful, a rumored boy in the cultivation world.

"You can just call me big brother, hehe. ”

Zhang Jun smiled cheaply: "However, I'll be famous first, that painting is really not in line with my appearance, I'm still very handsome." ”

The other party suddenly remembered the wanted painting sent by the fairy god clan, and he muttered, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find this kid, because the person in the painting is really different from the actual person.

"Door Master!" someone shouted.

The door master, the pavilion master, and the old man came over together, and they were very tired after fighting all night.

The door master looked at the corpses of the disciples in the open space and sighed repeatedly.

He lowered his head and muttered that yesterday's events were all his own fault.

"The master of the door. The old man persuaded, "You can't blame yourself like that. ”

The sect master's mood was very complicated now, and as soon as he saw the disciples in the clearing, he was uncomfortable and speechless.

For many years, he has been retreating from other sects, because he doesn't want to be opposed to the Immortal God Clan, and he doesn't want to call his disciples back and forth.

He didn't expect that because of his behavior, it would become such a result.

This is the truth of being weak and being bullied.

Zhang Jun thought that a temperament like his would be beneficial to other things, but it was not good at all.

He can't be the head of a sect, because his heart is too good, it's not a good thing, and he can only be slaughtered by others.

After the sect master gasped a few times, he secretly said, it seems that his way of managing the sect must be changed, and he can't go on like this.

The pavilion master and the old man were happy, and the master of his own house was finally about to open his mind, and he had already realized some truth.

"Little Brother Xie helped out, I am grateful!"

The door master's eyes were full of complicated emotions, and he looked at Zhang Jun.

If Zhang Jun hadn't helped yesterday, I'm afraid this sect would have been completely finished.

Zhang Junbei smiled, and then thought of something, and his eyes rolled.

"So, Master, if you really want to thank me, you will give me the sword?"

Sword?

After hearing this, the door master was stunned.

However, he pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Of course there can be, there is a sword in the small grass house. ”

"The more swords, of course, the better. Zhang Jun added.

"Old man, take the time to see how many unused swords there are in our little grass house, and give them all to the little brother. The old man next to the door owner smiled.