Jun Mad told the truth of the incident to Zuoqiu Maocheng without emotion, and the expression on the latter's face changed from unwilling to angry, watching Jun Mad look at his eyes from contempt to resentment, and the aura around him became extremely violent, but he never made a move.

He just listened quietly, despite the emotional ups and downs.

Jun Mad said as he examined Zuoqiu Maocheng and observed his reaction.

He has absolute reason to believe that Zuoqiu Maocheng is not completely ignorant of the truth of the year, but this person is unwilling to believe it. At this time, it is as if the scab scar has been revealed, and the tender red fresh flesh in it is exposed to the air, and the pain is not unbearable, but it is very long.

"I don't believe it! You want to distort the events of the past to hit me, but this calculation is wrong. In the end, Zuoqiu Maocheng's restless aura calmed down, and his complexion returned to normal, and even there was a hint of a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Jun Mad again, like a real king, glaring at the inferior efforts.

This person is so rebellious.

"Believe it or not, it's not good for me to make up this kind of thing, although you may be higher than me, but I also have my means to coerce you to lose." Jun Mad chuckled, "But I have a lot of respect for you, but I just want to wait for you to be the first to do it." When he spoke, his gaze always stayed on Zuo Qiu Maocheng's face, but Yu Guang looked at the other party from head to toe several times.

Every time, he is evaluating this person, measuring this person's strength, and also contaminating this person's character.

Most of the kings are upright, and the king of Zuo back then, Zuoqiu Maocheng is naturally no exception, according to the different views of the three views, the so-called righteousness is only aimed at a certain camp, so Zuoqiu Maocheng firmly believes that he is righteous, but in the eyes of Jun Maiac, but because he made a payment with the imperial league without authorization, it led to the destruction of the country.

Today's reunification, the victory of the past is an inevitable trend created by the times, and there is no need for anyone to pity anyone.

"Since Lone has already told you who I am, shouldn't you tell me who you are?" In the blink of an eye, Zuoqiu Maocheng regained his unruly attitude, and his body was luxurious, as if he was still the king who scolded Fang Xuan back then.

"You didn't ask." Jun glanced at him with a wild smile, "I'll only tell you two things: first, my surname is Jun; Second, I have lived in Yangjing for more than 100,000 years. ”

Hearing this, Zuoqiu Maocheng was completely stunned, he looked at Jun Mad suspiciously, and looked at this young man who didn't seem to have any style over and over again, a pair of phoenix eyes squinted slightly, as if he was suspicious, and there seemed to be other emotions.

"Have you seen enough?" In fact, Jun Mad doesn't have much patience, he just wants the other party to strike first, but it doesn't mean that he himself must make a second move, if Zuoqiu Maocheng doesn't cooperate, he really doesn't mind being the first to attack - after all, it was Zuoqiu Maocheng who was rude and threatened Qin Xiao's safety.

"Enough of it." Zuo Qiu Maocheng snorted coldly, bent his fingers into claws very face-savingly, and went straight to the door of Jun Madness, bringing a gust of wind wherever he passed.

Jun Yan slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and his body was like a fallen leaf blown by a strong wind, and he avoided it lightly: "I said, you don't hit people in the face, you are vicious enough!" ”

"Lone can't get used to your expression like a mocker!" Zuoqiu Maocheng was disgusted by this expression earlier, and was looked at by Jun Mad with such a smile but not a smile, and then with this slightly mocking expression, the anger in his heart "rubbed" and soared. After all, he is a demon cultivator, so he won't have many scruples like Xuan Xiu, how happy he is.

If you can't get used to it, it's going to be ruined, and Jun Mad seems to like to do it, but when he saw his mind move, the two water dragons condensed by the Spirit Pole Holy Spring swung their tails one after another, and pumped them towards Zuoqiu Maocheng's face very rhythmically.

"You! It's you! It's all you! As early as when Jun said his surname Jun, Zuoqiu Maocheng had a vague killing intent in his heart, and when it came to Yangjing, he was even more resentful of the unification of the Nine Kingdoms but took the location of this altar that was originally only used for sacrifice as the capital, and the most important thing was his disgust with the unification of the world.

Jun Mad still looked at him with a funny face, he didn't need to take the initiative to dodge at all, his figure was like a leaf falling in the wind, no matter how quickly Zuoqiu Maocheng couldn't touch a single strand of his hair, and the Lingji Holy Spring was the coldest water in the world, where the cold air invaded, the two water dragons pumped towards Zuoqiu Maocheng's face, although he repeated it several times and didn't succeed, but Zuoqiu Maocheng's head and face and even his body were covered with a thin layer of frost.

After attacking many times in a row, after determining that there was no way to occupy any advantage in the body technique, Zuoqiu Maocheng snorted coldly: "It's just relying on the benefits of the exercises!" Don't think that Lone really can't do anything to you! ”

"Whatever you want." Jun Crazy just smiled very casually.

"You practiced the Eighteen Styles of Heaven, which I didn't expect at all." As early as when Jun Mad reported to his family, Zuo Qiu Maocheng had already expected that he had mastered this kind of Qimen technique.

"Eighteen Styles of Heaven" seems to have only eighteen styles on the surface, but it can evolve in thousands of ways, and can even be used in all weapons after deduction. But this technique, the strongest is still concerned about facing the opponent's melee attack, being able to not fall behind, the footwork is very flexible, and the moves are borrowed to fight with strength, but if the opponent uses a spell, I am afraid it will not be able to exert much power.

Thinking of this, Zuoqiu Maocheng took the initiative to retreat, pulling away for a distance, and then a line of fire emerged from behind him, the black flame was obviously very hot, I am afraid it had exceeded the temperature of an ordinary flame, but for Jun Mad , this was simply a little insignificant heat.

As soon as he raised his hand, he sucked the end of the Dao Dao fire line into his palm, and the black fire line was thin and long, forming a ball of line in his hand, and the ball of fire continued to merge with each other, forming a powerful flame in a short time.

The black fireball swelled in Jun Mad Palm, but the doubts in Zuoqiu Maocheng's heart became stronger and stronger.

"Impossible! You are not afraid of the temperature of the black flame. Zuo Qiu Maocheng's heart was cold, and he only felt that this black flame was more obedient in Jun Yan's hands than in his hands.

That's obviously his natal fire, and it takes a little effort for him to control it, how can he be obedient like a pet in the hands of Jun Mad?!

After only a few breaths, Zuoqiu Maocheng, who sensed that the situation was wrong, tried to withdraw the black flame. But no matter how hard he tried, this black flame seemed to be uncontrollable, and it only burned vigorously in the palm of Jun Madman's hand!

"What kind of magic did you use?!" At this time, Zuoqiu Maocheng had already begun to panic, how could he still be lonely and reserved.

(End of chapter)