Qin's surnamed Wujun's face was blue and red, and he was dissatisfied with the words that Chang surnamed Wujun said, and at the same time, he also understood that what the other party said was likely to turn into reality.

All along, he has relied on himself to be a first-class sect disciple, showing superiority everywhere, especially in the face of those second- and third-rate forces, he can't wait to take his chin and look at people.

However, generally what he sees are people whose cultivation is not as good as him, and the strength of the sect is not as good as his, even if he is a person whose strength is stronger than him, he is most likely with the elders of the sect, and the cultivator of the Wujun Realm in the same realm, when he faces it, as long as the power of the sect is not as good as the sect where he is located, he will show the appearance of superiority, and those people see that he is from a first-class sect, and they are very hard to deal with him, and there are few things that throw their faces.

But at this time, the night was dark and the wind was high, which made him understand that those people used to talk to him for the sake of the sect behind him, but now that there is a conflict of interest, it is not impossible for the other party to kill people and kill people.

After hesitating for a long time, Wu Jun surnamed Qin decided to make a move and deal with Long Zun with others, as for other things, he would have the opportunity to find these people one by one to settle accounts in the future.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated to make a move, and rushed forward, actually one point faster than the others, and rushed directly to the front of Long Zun, raising his hand and slapping it out in the air.

Although Long Zun didn't deliberately pay attention to Wujun surnamed Qin, he also watched and listened to all directions, and as soon as he saw this person rushing over, he immediately retreated, and retreated six or seven steps in a row, avoiding the other party's palm.

His retreat seemed to be a chain reaction, and the others all attacked him in an instant, instructing Long Zun to retreat and dodge in the distance.

Retreating a little farther away, dodging the attacks of these people, Long Zun grabbed his swarthy stick, grabbed it with both hands, and said in his mouth: "Don't you want this stick? Come on, win me, it's yours." ”

"Needless struggle. Chang surnamed Wujun sneered, in his eyes, all of Long Zun's actions were meaningless actions, and in the end, he could only die in the hands of these people, and then all the things on his body were divided up.

Chang's surname Wujun's voice is not loud, it is completely self-talking, compared to the sound of mosquitoes and flies, but the people present are all people who have cultivated in the Wujun realm, as long as it is not too far away, they can hear it clearly, as the person with the highest cultivation in the field, Long Zun is naturally the same, he can hear it clearly, and he also deliberately glanced at the person surnamed Wujun.

Long Zun's action startled the Chang surnamed Wujun, thinking that he was being targeted by the other party.

Others can rush to Long Zun in a swarm of heads, but Chang's surname Wujun is not stupid, and he is on guard.

Although Long Zun is in their eyes, as long as they join hands, if they want to do what Long Zun wants, it is naturally a matter of hand-to-hand capture, but the Chang surnamed Wujun knows that things are not so simple, how can Long Zun say that he is also the first in the big competition, dragging his injured body, all the way to the top 100, and finally fighting with the two disciples of the early peak of the three major sects of Wujun, and finally forcing the opponent to take the initiative to admit defeat, and the other was knocked unconscious.

Chang's surname Wujun understands that even if Long Zun is not the opponent of these martial monarchs, he really has to risk his life and fight one or two of them to the death, so he will not rush to the front stupidly, as long as he fights in the back, as long as he makes up for it at the critical moment, it will be perfect.

Long Zun was fighting back and forth with the few martial artists around him, so he naturally didn't know what the Chang surnamed Wujun was thinking, but it didn't matter if he knew, because he didn't intend to let any of these people leave alive.

When he saw that a martial artist in the outermost part had also joined the battle group, the corners of Long Zun's mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a mocking sneer, and at the same time, the long stick in his hand was horizontal, and a thunderbolt stick smashed down.

Chang surnamed Wujun, who was originally standing on the periphery, had been staring at Long Zun all the time, ready to wait for Long Zun to be tired, so he could step forward to give the final blow, so he was the first to notice the expression on Long Zun's face, and when he saw that mocking expression, his heart suddenly jumped, and the hairs on his body stood upside down, as if he was targeted by a bloodthirsty demon beast.

At this moment, a stick shadow flashed under his eyes, and then he heard a click, like the sound of a watermelon being smashed, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was directly in front of him, and a figure that was originally there was a short cut out of thin air, and then he saw that the whole person was slumped to the ground.

People who can cultivate to the realm of Wujun, who has not seen death or injury, the Chang surnamed Wujun naturally knows that the scene just now is that the person's head was smashed by a stick, so he has the illusion of being shorter, and the corpse on the ground is lying on the grass, and there is obviously less than half of the head left on the neck, and the red and white on it are flowing all over the ground.

The other people besieging Long Zun were also stunned, they didn't expect it to become like this, they had already been killed by a stick as soon as they made a move, if they wanted to kill Long Zun, they would probably have to die three or four.

No one wanted to be the one who sent him to death, and the people who were still closely besieging Long Zun were all retreating at this moment, opening up a safe distance.

"Go on, what are you going to retreat from? Just kill him, and everything on him will be everyone's. Although Wujun surnamed Qin retreated, he shouted unrelentingly, encouraging others to fight with Long Zun.

"Brother Qin is right. At this time, the Chang surnamed Wujun said, "When things come to this point, even if you don't make a move, he won't let everyone go, instead of being broken one by one, it's better for everyone to go up together and kill him." ”

When he said this, the Chang surnamed Wujun also felt a slight chill in his heart, he didn't expect Long Zun to be so powerful, and the strength revealed at this time was even more powerful than Da Bi Shang.

Except for the dead, the remaining people glanced at each other, and in the end, no one spoke, but everyone once again shot at Long Zun at the same time.

At this time, Wu Jun surnamed Qin took a few steps back, and it seemed that he had almost completely retreated from the battle group.

I heard Chang surnamed Wujun on the side say: "What's the matter, Brother Qin, is he scared, and he wants to run away?"

"Fart. The Qin surnamed Wujun scolded, "I am pressing the formation, in order to prevent Long Zun from escaping, I will personally block his retreat." ”

Chang's surname Wujun sneered and said: "If you're scared, you're scared, don't talk so much nonsense, but I advise Brother Qin, just now you said that when you took away those things on Long Zun, you were the most lively, if others can't stop Long Zun, I'm afraid Brother Qin, you are not so stable!"

(End of chapter)