Whew!

Jun Changxiao's body erupted with a heavy aura, instantly filling the entire Cangshan Sect's outer courtyard.

Ma Yunteng was beaten to death, these so-called masters of the two sects of Zhenyang County must be fully responsible for this!

"It's ......"

Wang Donglin said with surprise on his face: "Martial King breath!"

Although Master Yu had never met Jun Changxiao, he knew his identity from what Ma Yunteng said before he fell into a coma, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Isn't this young and promising head of the Iron Bone Sect only Wu Zong?

How can there be a martial king realm now!

Moreover, judging from the heavy breath of the hair, I am afraid that it is by no means a first-class level!

The last time Jun Changxiao came to visit, the elders of the Cangshan Sect who had communicated with him were also looking sluggish at this moment.

They remembered very well that the martial arts aura exuded by the head of the Jun sect at that time was only a second- or third-grade martial sect!

It's only been a long time, how can you become a martial king!

They couldn't figure out why, and in the end they could only blame it on the fact that the head of the Iron Bone Sect must have deliberately suppressed the realm when he came to visit the sect!

Jun Changxiao burst out the cultivation of the Martial King, and the Cangshan faction was suddenly deeply shocked!

Shui Tingfeng said proudly disapprovingly: "Boy, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter anymore. ”

A sneer rose at the corner of Jun Changxiao's mouth and said, "The important thing is that you are about to be unlucky." ”

Brush!

Zongyun stepped forward, and instantly rushed to the martial arts arena, rushing towards the eight-rank martial arts sect who had just attacked Ma Yunteng.

"Not good!" the man exclaimed.

Boom ————————————

Jun Changxiao had already appeared in front of him, and a clean punch hit the abdomen, causing the clothes behind him to suddenly shatter, and the skin showed fist marks!

Hit in front with a fist mark on the back.

It can be seen how terrifying the power carried by this punch is!

The eight-rank martial sect who had severely defeated Ma Yunteng suddenly stood in place, the muscles on his face were frozen in horror, his mind and brain had lost contact, and finally he collapsed on the ground like mud, becoming a corpse with residual warmth.

Domineering, ruthless!

"Elder He!"

The powerhouse of the Spirit Yuan Sect shouted angrily.

"Boy!"

Shui Tingfeng's eyes were cold and said: "The person who killed my Lingyuan Sect, you are ......"

Boom! Boom!

Before he finished speaking, Jun Changxiao appeared in front of the two peak martial arts sects of Lingyuan Sect, and his big hand suddenly reached out, directly clasped on the other party's neck, and said coldly: "Look clearly, how did Lao Tzu kill today!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

The ten fingers contracted suddenly like pincers, and the two peak martial sects who were bound didn't have time to struggle, and they both died.

"Die!"

The Martial King of the Broken Water Pavilion strode over, and his right fist condensed almost materialized spiritual energy, carrying a million powers to blast over.

Jun Changxiao turned around suddenly, his right fist poked out, and slammed directly into the opponent's fist, and the violent force seemed to be overwhelming.

Bang ——————

Click!

Wow!wow!

The Martial King of the Broken Water Pavilion burst back with a hideous face, and when he stabilized his body, his right arm collapsed, and his hand bones were directly broken!

Master Yu and the elders of the Cangshan faction were about to pop out when they saw it!

King Wu killed Wu Zong, like pinching an ant to death, they understood.

However, the head of Jun broke the arm of a martial king with one punch, which is too terrifying!

Shui Tingfeng's face became solemn.

He didn't take Jun Changxiao in his eyes at first, but he didn't expect his strength to be so strong!

"Great Elder. ”

Zhuang Yong said: "This son's strength is extraordinary!"

Brush!

At this moment, Jun Changxiao stepped on the clouds and appeared in front of the injured Martial King, as if he was a king on top, and said, "Today, Lao Tzu will come to take a Martial King to sacrifice to the sky!"

"Don't think about it!" Zhuang Yong strode over!

The spiritual power-type martial arts gathered in his hand suddenly unleashed, instantly forming a hot and dazzling beam of light!

The Martial King is the Martial King, it seems to be an understatement, whether it is the momentum formed by the martial arts, or the power carried, it is very powerful!

In other words, as the head of the Cangshan Sect and many elders, it would be difficult to compete with a strong person of this level.

"I can't help myself. ”

Jun Chang smiled and raised his hand, and the thick spiritual energy instantly converged, forming a crimson light at the fastest speed!

This is, the light of the Seven Xuanxia is broken!

Jun has been cultivating for a long time, but it is also the first time to perform it in front of people!

Shout!

The crimson light that converged burst out in an instant, dragging out a long streamer!

Rumble!

The energy beam flying from the other side was directly broken ruthlessly, and the crimson beam did not dissipate, rushing away with the power of ten thousand jun!

"Not good!"

Zhuang Yong's face changed greatly.

"Buzz!"

In the fastest time, the Psionic Qi Wall was instantly placed in front of it, forming an absolute defense!

Rumble!

However, when the crimson streamer hit it, it was broken with a single blow, and the fist-sized beam of light hit Zhuang Yong's chest with great accuracy.

Wow!

With tremendous strength, it brought a huge impact, and this Lingyuan Sect Third-Rank Martial King staggered back, and it was not until he retreated more than twenty steps before he stabilized his body.

Wow!

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

If it weren't for the energy beam that had been gathered earlier, as well as the spiritual energy qi wall, which had offset a lot of the strength of the Qixuanxia light, he would have been injured and fell to the ground at this moment!

"Trash!"

Jun Chang sneered, stepped on the cloud step, and caught up with the Martial King of the Broken Water Pavilion who took advantage of his fight with Zhuang Yong to dodge.

Airplanes!

The Hanmang Sword appeared in his hand out of thin air, and his voice said coldly: "In the next life, don't come to Qingyang County." ”

The Martial King's face changed in shock, and all the spiritual energy in the spiritual core exploded, gathering the strongest spiritual energy wall in his life!

Whew——————

The cold light flashed, bright as a flower.

The wall of spiritual power condensed by the Martial King of the Broken Water Pavilion was cut out with a sword mark.

His head detached from his neck and landed on the ground, his face terrified and desperate.

"Poof!"

The headless corpse fell, and the strongest aura wall gathered before his death also dissipated into the air with the withering of his master.

this day.

The Martial King of the Broken Water Pavilion has fallen in the Cangshan Sect!

The perpetrator of the murder often laughs!

"Shhh

The head of the Cangshan faction and the others, when they saw Jun Changxiao slashing the Martial King of the Broken Water Pavilion with a sword, they all gasped!

This powerful strength, this domineering means, it is really like a killing god descending!

"Whew!"

The water pavilion wind rushed over with heavy spiritual energy, and it was a powerful and heavy punch from the beginning.

At the same time, Zhuang Yong also used his fist to blast over.

This is the Lingyuan Explosion Fist of the Lingyuan Sect.

It's not a psychic martial art, but if you hit the target at close range, it will deal explosive damage!

Moreover, this is still a combined attack technique, two people at the same time, it will resonate, and the power will only be stronger than a single cast!

Rumble!

Rumble!

It's too late, it's fast, Shui Tingfeng and Zhuang Yong's Lingyuan explosive fist has already bombarded Jun Changxiao's back, and a strong wave of qi roars out, instantly driving gusts of wind!

The Martial Sect standing around, and even the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect, were suddenly stirred back by the two forces, and their eyes were even more shocked.

This level, this kind of power, what a!

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