The man with the sword on his back immediately laughed when he heard this, and he felt that Jun Santai's words were a joke, a big joke.

Looking at his laughter, Jun Santai didn't mean to do it, but looked at it coldly and didn't rush to do it at all. If it had been changed, the fight would have started a long time ago, but at this moment, as if he hadn't heard it, he pretended to ignore the laughter of the man with the sword on his back.

"Excessive? haha...... Don't make me laugh, this is the world of the strong, but it's not a place where ants like you can come, a rookie like you, I can fight ten, hahahaha...... You told me a joke!"

Jun San Tai feels that the time is almost up, since you have said it, then you don't have to endure it anymore. smiled coldly at this guy, and replied lightly: "Oh! yes? Lao Tzu really wants to try it now, how do you stupid fork hit ten?"

"You.. Look for death!" The man with the sword on his back was very angry, but he didn't plan to make a move first, and stared at him with anger on his face.

After speaking, Mrs. Jun glanced at the guy, and then turned her eyes to the old man in Tsing Yi who was busy in front of the counter, his tone was very arrogant, and he made a request to the master here: "I said that the senior who was busy at the counter? There is a fool who said that he wants to talk to me, you can also see it, he has to do something, can I kill this guy? This sand sculpture is very annoying to chirp here, do you want me to help you dispose of him, don't worry, soon, I can put down a million stupid forks like this with one punch, what do you think?"

At this time, the old man in Tsing Yi was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that Jun Santai would ask him for instructions, and after being stunned for a moment, he immediately reacted and shook his head at him.

"Don't worry senior, I won't kill him! Just let this sand sculpture lie on the hospital bed for a few months, so it's okay, right?" Jun Santai's foul words about sand sculptures made the old man in Tsing Yi very embarrassed, but when he heard this, he smiled bitterly, and felt in his heart that he should really teach some juniors who didn't know the height of the sky a lesson, and then nodded, anyway, as long as you don't die, it doesn't matter how you make trouble, this is the rule of Mingxiang Pavilion.

"Thank you, senior!"

Seeing the acquiescence of the old man in Tsing Yi, Mrs. Jun immediately understood that it was okay to fight, people could be injured, but they could not die.

This scene fell into the eyes of these onlookers around him, and he couldn't help but look at Jun Santai a little higher, and at the same time felt curious and puzzled, he didn't know how strong his strength was, so he could say such arrogant words.

"This kid is still a little interesting, but I just don't know how this strength is?" The old man in Tsing Yi guessed in his heart, and looked at him with curiosity on his face, showing a look of interest on his face.

Everyone here knows that this man with a sword on his back is not a soft persimmon, this guy's name is "Sun Nian" from Tianhua Domain, and he is the core disciple of the "Heavenly Sword Sect", his swordsmanship and talent are extremely outstanding, although his strength is not top here, but because of the relationship between the sects, no one dares to provoke him.

This guy's cultivation has reached the peak of the Dan Formation Period, and he is only one step away from Condensing Yuan Infant, and his strength cannot be underestimated.

"Haha... What an arrogant tone. Listening to Mrs. Jun's words, Sun Nian laughed even more unscrupulously, with a mocking expression on his face, disapproving.

Jun Santai's eyes have been staring at Sun Nian who was laughing at this time, and if he wants to fight, he must obtain the consent of the master, he naturally understands this truth, so he wants to ask the old man in Tsing Yi, after all, this territory belongs to other people, and this rule has to listen to others, this is a courtesy, you can't mess around, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog, doesn't it? Not to mention that it's still a wild dog.

Since the old man in Tsing Yi agreed with his approach, then he Jun Santai had nothing to scruple about, let alone care about Sun Nian's ridicule. Slowly stood up, walked unhurriedly towards Sun Nian who was laughing wildly, and stared at him with a hippie smile on his face, very calmly. Bring Sun Nian an attitude that you laugh and I laugh, and I don't take you seriously at all.

Seeing Jun Santai approaching step by step, Sun Nian suddenly felt very surprised, and immediately stopped laughing, frowning slightly, he couldn't help but start to become cautious.

Generally, the fights between monks are all confrontations between spells, but Jun Santai neither made a seal, nor did he take out a magic weapon, so he walked slowly towards himself, Sun Nian really couldn't understand his approach, and the crowd around him and the old man in Tsing Yi were also a little curious, and they were also very puzzled, I don't know why.

"Don't do anything? Isn't this a clear idea of wanting to die? At such a close distance, what does this kid want to do? The old man wants to see what tricks he is playing? Interesting!" The old man in Tsing Yi was surprised and puzzled, and then put on an old and interested expression, carefully and seriously watching Jun Santai's every move.

I saw Jun Santai walking slowly, the speed was very slow, as if he was strolling, his face was full of confidence. This scene made the current Sun Nianke a little unable to sit still, and immediately got up from the chair he was sitting on, and then quickly retreated, and his hands were still sealed at a very fast speed, ready to distance himself from him and cast a spell to protect himself.

Sun Nian couldn't guess what Jun San wanted to do, but he didn't want him to get close to him so easily, it would be unwise.

He knew very well that as a monk, his body was very weak, and he was usually never allowed to be easily approached by the enemy, once he was found by the enemy, it was almost equivalent to looking for death, and he had little confidence in his physical strength, although the opponent seemed to be a rookie, he did not dare to take it so lightly.

Jun Santai looked at Sun Nian's actions, and still maintained her original speed unhurriedly, walking towards him step by step.

His calm posture made Sun Nian a little upset, but his sealing technique sped up a few points again, and at this moment, the three-foot long sword behind Sun Nian suddenly came out of its sheath, and with the whistling sound of the wind, it went straight to Jun Santai's head, and the shot was a killing move.

The speed of the sword made Jun Santai's face condense, and just when the long sword was only a foot in front of him, his body instantly turned into an afterimage and dissipated in place strangely. The three-foot-long sword pierced his body in an instant, but unfortunately it was only an afterimage, and the attack was empty.

Seeing this scene, Sun Nian's face changed slightly: "What? afterimage, it's bad!" At this moment, he seemed to notice something, and suddenly looked back behind him.

The moment he turned around, Jun Santai's lips were just close to his ear, and he blew into it.

Sun Nian's heart fluctuated extremely violently, and his face was incredulous, he was actually approached, and the distance was so close, he didn't even see clearly how Jun Santai did it, and he didn't notice how he suddenly approached behind him, and he was surprised in his heart, and he dared to be bad.

Before his body could react, he heard a sentence slowly coming into his ears: "Actually, I'm not good at all now, you know? Even a very weak mortal can easily beat your sand sculpture a million times, do you know why? Because Lao Tzu, I am born with divine power, goodbye sand sculpture!"

Before Sun Nian's brain could react, Jun Santai's right hand was raised instantly, and he was secretly shocked in his heart: "Oops!"

The moment Jun Santai's right hand was raised, the spiritual power in his body quickly gushed out, and in the blink of an eye, it gathered on his right hand.

Sensing the terrifying energy fluctuations on his right hand, Sun Nian's face turned pale, it was too late to dodge, it was too late, he was really powerless at this distance, he could only wait to be beaten.

Sun Nian's face turned pale as he watched as the hand of death that was clenched into a fist at that moment struck him towards his waist, if this punch was too powerful, he might die on the spot.

Sun Nian understood now, he had kicked the iron plate this time! If this punch was really real, he would definitely not be as simple as lying in bed for a few months, and whether his life could be saved was a question.

"Damn! hell!" It's too late to dodge, and it's too late to protect the seal, and it's even too late if you want to regret it, the only thing the man with the sword on his back can do now is to pray to the heavens, hoping that Jun Santai will show mercy to his subordinates.

The surrounding crowd watched as Jun Santai's right hand landed firmly on Sun Nian's lower back, and at this moment, his body flew up like a cannonball, and after landing directly on the ground, he was deeply concave into more than half of his body. The power of this punch was extremely amazing, and it immediately startled the surrounding monks, and even more cold sweat appeared on his forehead: "This kid is so strong!"

"Boom", there was an extra human-shaped pit on the ground, Sun Nian was like a gecko, and the whole person was trapped in it for more than three feet, it was obvious that his current situation should be fainted, how was the injury, Jun Santai would not care so much, he only used one percent of his divine power for the punch just now, and the power of the spiritual power in his body was at most two layers, and he should not be dead, at most, let this guy lie in bed for a year and a half.

For this scene, many monks looked at Jun Santai with a monster look, and they were extremely jealous of him in their hearts.

Instant kill! Absolute second kill! His method of concealment made the faces of the people present change, and they all knew each other, and their inner thoughts were different.

They all knew very well that it was not easy to know this kind of strange and unpredictable method of concealment, either it was the core disciple of that sect, or the young master of the huge Xiuzhen family. No matter where Jun Santai comes from, it is an extremely dangerous existence for these people, and they can't be provoked.

Lifted out Sun Nian, who had fallen into the ground, with his hand, looking at this guy's paralyzed body, Jun Santai shook her head helplessly, and said a little angrily: "Call you a pretending to be a force, sand sculpture, there are so many powerful and terrifying guys here, can't you be a little more low-key? Do you have to pretend to be forced to do things! Do you say that you are sick, you can only live five minutes in a TV series like this stupid fork, what kind of thing!"

Mrs. Jun shook him a few times, and saw that this guy didn't seem to be able to wake up, so she frowned a little: "Hey...... Are you dead?

Seeing that he didn't react, he reached out and touched his neck and muttered, "The pulse is normal!" ”