"Did I hear me right? brothers, he said...... What if I say no? hahahaha!"

The martial artist learned Jun Wuxian's cold expression when he spoke, and laughed mockingly: "Damn, young man, don't play with me! Look at you rotten people, a stupid big guy, a useless little white face, and two extremely ugly women, tsk, this combination, I really want to fucking laugh, I don't know how you came to this place, say no......?

As the warrior spoke, his body rushed towards Jun Wuxian as fast as lightning, raised his right arm fiercely, and smashed it towards Jun Wuxie's face with a fist, the fist roared, and the warrior's body was covered with a layer of dark cyan light!

"Die!"

At the same time as the martial artist said the word death, the big fist of the bowl had already arrived in front of Jun Wuxie!

Jun Wuxian had even felt the scorching wave of air in the air, this martial artist's martial arts were fire.

"Despicable!"

"Shameless!"

Bu Yunyan and Leng Yaoxue didn't expect this person to fight when he said it, and his strength seemed to be higher than Chen Hu, so they could only watch, and their hearts were all hanging violently, at this time, it was too late to blame Jun Wuxian for provoking these people.

Bang!

In the air, there was a loud bang, and a scorching wave of qi exhaled, spreading out in all directions, and Leng Yaoxue, who was closest to Jun Wuxie, pulled up the cloud smoke and retreated several steps backwards before avoiding the damage of this wave of qi.

Looking at Jun Wuxian again, standing in place, motionless, and the other warrior, the warrior, flew back upside down, fell into the crowd of their accomplices, let out a terrible scream, and then fainted.

Jun Wuxian stood there, with a puzzled look on his face, he looked at his fist, just the moment when the two fists touched each other, Jun Wuxian clearly felt that the innate purple qi in his body was like a tide, surging madly down his arm into the other party's body!

At this moment, a strange picture appeared in Jun Wuxie's mind, that is, the images of the meridians in the other party's body, where there was more spiritual power and where there was less spiritual power, all appeared in Jun Wuxie's mind!

Moreover, immediately afterwards, Jun Wuxian "saw" the other party's meridians, and was destroyed by his own fist technique on his own solitary combat skills, and the originally clear meridians became a mess in an instant!

The group of people on the other side were immediately stunned, the reason why they allowed their companions to come over and provoke was because this person's strength had reached the eighth rank of the sword master!

That's a real master! In the face of a young man in his twenties and a short stature, he was not the enemy of the other party! What made them a little frightened was that they did not see any color of light flashing out on Jun Wuxie's body.

There are only two reasons for this: first, he is not even a swordsman, and second, he does not do his best. In other words, he won very easily!

The first is certainly impossible, but the second ...... It's impossible! This injured martial artist is not only a sword master with eight grades, but his martial arts are even more rare high-level martial arts! Even if this young man has the strength of a sword master with nine grades, he can't win against him so easily!

Just when the group of people was shocked, they heard the other party say something......

"So weak?"

Jun Wuxian muttered in his mouth, but he was pleasantly surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that the innate purple qi technique combined with the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Solipsist Battle Technique, there would be such an effect, whose credit is greater, Jun Wuxian has no intention of delving into it, anyway, these are his own skills!

But he didn't want to, Jun Wuxian muttered in his life, completely angering the dozen or so people on the other side.

"Kid looking for death!"

"Damn, that's arrogant!"

"Brothers, kill him!"

"Yes, kill him!"

There was a sound of weapons unsheathed, and the remaining dozen or so people on the other side all drew their weapons and surrounded Jun Wuxian with an angry face.

The royal warriors guarding the valley over there glanced at this side from a distance, and did not make any moves, their task was not to let anyone enter from here, and the rest, whether to kill or live, had nothing to do with them.

Chen Hu dragged the machete in his hand, raised the momentum of his whole body to the peak, and roared all his life: "Who dares to hurt my brother, Lao Tzu will fight with him!"

"Just protect the two of them!" Jun Wuxie's voice sounded a little cold, different from the usual gentleness.

Chen Hu was slightly stunned, and just as he wanted to speak, he saw Jun Wuxie's figure turn into an afterimage, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he had already rushed towards the dozen or so people!

"Strength is respected, kill them all?"

Jun Wuxie's mouth let out a cold question, and he didn't want to show mercy in his heart, in this world, low-key forbearance, he could only be stepped on more ruthlessly! Ziyin has cultivated from an ordinary woman to the sword king level realm in the past thirteen years, and because she has scruples, she doesn't dare to show it, so even a scum scum like Iron Wolf dares to have a bad heart. They have been ignored by their mother's family for thirteen years, and if there is no innocent appearance, they will continue to ignore it, until many years later, before that person arrives, no one will pay attention to their mother and daughter!

Jun Wuxian is not qualified to criticize a mother's outlook on life, but he will never choose this way of living!

Isn't it just killing! Who is afraid of whom!

Jun Wuxian rushed into the opponent's crowd like a butterfly wearing flowers, and the sword sneered with purple cold flames, as long as it touched the opponent's weapon, no matter what, it would be cut off!

A few frightened screams suddenly sounded in this group of people, and no one expected that this young man was so bold that he actually wanted to fight more than ten of them alone!

Brush Brush Brush!

A few purple sword qi cut through the throats of several enemies, and all the protective qi was ineffective, only to see a red silk across their necks, after Jun Wuxian's sword cut over, these people just wanted to shout, but found that they couldn't shout, at this time, a sharp pain, was suddenly felt, they grew their mouths, their eyes almost out of their sockets, fear and nervousness made their muscles tense, and a stream of blood suddenly shot out along these people's necks!

Plop Plop Plop ...... They all fell to the ground, and at this time, there was only one look left in the eyes of these people.

Remorse!

"Ahh

The remaining living people, seeing that half of their companions died in an instant, all let out terrified screams, and the second reaction was to hate their father and mother for having two legs less, and to get up and run!

What kind of righteousness, what brotherly feelings, what kind of blood...... At this moment, all fuck it, if you encounter such a terrifying enemy, you will be a fool if you don't run for your life!

However, escape...... Is it that easy?

Jun Wuxie's figure was like a ghost, catching up with a warrior, this warrior was covered in blue light, and he actually concentrated all his spiritual power on his back, forming a very thick layer of body protection!

Jun Wuxian sneered in his heart, and in mid-air, he kicked the back of the warrior fiercely, and with a bang, the blood in the warrior's mouth spurted wildly, and this kick happened to kick on the death hole in his back heart, and the body protection qi was also kicked to pieces, and he immediately fell to the ground and died.

In Chen Hu's eyes, Jun Wuxie's body was like smoke, and he couldn't see where his entity was at all! Chen Hu, a sword master-level martial artist, was like this, not to mention Leng Yaoxue and Bu Yunyan.

Even the royal swordsman-level warriors in the distance looked at the scene here with a shocked face, their mouths wide open, these hundred battle soldiers, predators who are not afraid of death, at this moment, a thought invariably rose in their hearts: Fortunately, there was no conflict with this group of warriors just now, it seems that His Majesty once said that sentence is indeed true, people...... Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger!

In the end, when Jun Wuxian's body stood still, the nameless sword in his hand flickered with cold light, without a trace of blood, and on the ground, there were corpses lying on the ground.

Jun Wuxie's body is also clean, but the murderous aura of the body is like a substance, so that people don't even dare to look at him more. Jun Wuxian slowly walked towards the martial artist who had been knocked out by his own punch earlier.

At this time, the man had woken up, looking at the scene in front of him, as if in a dream, his eyes were full of disbelief and deep fear.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me...... Uncle...... I...... I was wrong...... snot and tears came down the man's face, and he pleaded, "Don't kill me, I ...... I'm very rich......"

Poof...... There was a muffled sound, and a stench came.

Jun Wuxie's face was even colder, without saying a word, he bent down, picked up a sword used by the other party from the ground, and glanced at this fart and urine warrior lightly.

With a wave of his hand, the sword shot out, piercing the other man's heart, and the flattering cry disappeared at once.

Feeling that those royal warriors were looking at him from afar, Jun Wuxian glanced back at him coldly.

Brush Brush Brush Brush ...... There was a sound of weapons unsheathed, and more than half of them couldn't help but draw their swords in their hands, and looked at the murderous young man in the distance with great vigilance.

Jun Wuxian pursed his lips, turned around, and said to Chen Hu, "Let's go." (To be continued.) )