"..."

Jun Changxiao twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "Flying with a sword is not bad!"

"superior!"

The leader shouted coldly.

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

The warriors blocking the road didn't say much, they directly used the swords behind them to kill them, the anger in their brows seemed to be the hatred of killing their fathers and seizing their wives!

Jun Changxiao could tell from the words on the chest and the weapons that these were definitely members of Lingdao Xuanzong, so he hurriedly explained: "Everyone, I am not from Yujian Xuanzong, I am a disciple of Old Man Taixuan!"

"Stop talking nonsense and give me a knife!"

"Hoo ho!"

The extremely sharp sword energy slashed down from mid-air, forcing Jun Changxiao to resort to the Tyrant Spear in self-defense.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

A fierce battle unfolded in mid-air.

After the dust and various energies gradually dissipated, Jun Changxiao, quite depressed, controlled the flying sword and left.

As for the Lingdao Xuanzong disciples who came, they were all lying on the ground with bruises and swollen faces, and their space rings were also confiscated by Gou Sheng.

"Senior brother...why does this guy use a gun..."

"He is definitely not from Yujian Xuanzong..."

"Old Taixuan...is he the Taixuan Sanshi who has been studying the Qimen Dunjia in Fengqi Fairy Mountain all year round?"
Chapter completed!