Jun Changxiao gave Lin Shangyi a chance, but did not kill the four elders.

However, he seemed not aware of the kindness of the dog, and he brought a coffin to make trouble early in the morning.

The most unbearable thing is.

Elder Song didn't kill him, but he actually dared to frame him on purpose.

Another one.

No more two.

So Jun Chang smiled and drew his sword and wiped it out.

The skillful technique and decisive method did not give Lin Haoyan and others any time to stop it.

Lin Shangyi, staring wide and dying with his eyes wide open, obviously did not expect that even though the ten Immortal Sects were all here, why did he kill him unscrupulously!

In order to obtain greater benefits, he killed Elder Song.

Now, he died sadly under Jun Changxiao's sword, which is also true to what he said when he first came, kill someone and pay for his life.

"You always laugh!"

Qianyin Immortal Sect said angrily: "You are lawless!"

Jun Changxiao wiped the blood stains on the sword body with a hand towel and said lightly: "You should have a reason to attack my Wangu Sect now."

Have it.

It's very sufficient.

Of course, Jun Chang laughed and killed Lin Shangyi not to anger the top ten immortal sects, but just couldn't stand this guy and even dared to harm his own people.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Hundreds of powerful men from Tianhua Dao Sect finally came to their senses, and they burst into realms to show their weapons, rushing over with fierce lights.

The sect leader was killed.

No bloody disciple will bear it!

"Clang!"

Jun Changxiao inserted the sword under his feet, put his hands on the handle, and said expressionlessly: "Kill them all."

"Swish!Swish!"

As soon as the words fell, the black and white Rakshasa flew out in a spiral shape, and the powerful power of the true spirit burst out, instantly gathering the dense seals of the Sky-Flying Palm.

When they met Jun Changxiao for the first time, their realm was nothing more than the six-turn and alchemy realm. Now they have entered the upper realm of searching for the true realm. The speed of lifting (opening) and up (hanging) is extremely fast!

"boom!"

"boom!"

The palm prints were frequently bombarded, and the space collapsed rapidly.

Although there are more than 500 people in the Tianhua Dao Sect and there are many people who seek the true realm, they are in the middle and lower positions, and they can only be passively beaten when facing stronger superior positions.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

A high-level building fell outside the mountain gate.

Their chests had sunken palm prints, their breath was gone, and their souls returned to the nine heavens.

The sect leader had an order and killed them all, so when the black and white Rakshasa attacked, he was completely unkind and rushed to wipe them out as soon as he made a move.

After losing a large number of fellow disciples, the senior executives of Tianhua Dao Sect finally calmed down from their anger. An elder turned around and asked for help in grief: "Sect Master Lin, please be fair to my sect!"

Jun Chang smiled and said lightly: "The world where the strong prey on the weak is not fair, and no one can uphold justice!"

"Zhou Hong!"

"Disciple is here!"

"Destroy all the invading enemies!"

"yes!"

Zhou Hong flew out of the sect and landed steadily at the mountain gate.

Although he was wearing the school uniform of a disciple of the Wangu Sect, because he hadn't changed it for a long time, many places were faded, with black hair scattered, and his eyes were vicissitudes. He held a simple sword weapon in his hand, as if he was wandering around the world.

Why describe appearance and expression?

Because, after this guy appeared, he stood there like wood, without any entry point at all, and could only rely on this number of water words to survive.

"Um?"

Lin Haoyan and others frowned.

This guy who just walked out did not release any martial arts aura and looked like an ordinary person.

"wrong!"

"This boy is definitely not simple!"

The intuition from the top strong people made the Immortal Sect realize that this disciple of the Wanqi Sect should be extremely dangerous.

"call!"

Zhou Hong took a breath.

Maybe I have been playing in the camera for a long time. The moment I put my right hand on the hilt of the sword, I can clearly see my five fingers trembling slightly.

The sect leader has given him the opportunity, so he must seize it!

"Clang———————————”

After thinking about it, the long sword was unsheathed.

"Huhh!"

The powerful sword energy emerged from all over the body, and the whole person instantly became extremely sharp!

A man is like a sword, a sword is like a man.

This is an extremely profound level of kendo.

"What a pure and flawless sword energy!" Lin Haoyan frowned and said, "This person should be a pure sword cultivator!"

There are almost very few sword cultivators in the pure sense in the upper world, because many people cannot stand loneliness over the long years and choose to practice other things.

Zhou Hong is different.

Whether in the lower realm or in the upper realm, you always insist on understanding the sword and reaching infatuation. Even because of the most insignificant sword drawing action, it will evolve countless times.

Being born for the sword, being a fool of the sword.

As for not giving the camera, I draw the sword in the yard every day, which is too boring.

Dog Zuo, who has cheated all the way, cannot be compared with Zhou Hong who has been practicing down-to-earth. No, he doesn’t even deserve to carry his shoes. Is the reader of a certain surname comfortable?

"withdraw!"

The senior officials of Tianhua Dao Sect smelled the crisis and hurriedly ordered the disciples to retreat quickly.

It's too late.

When they turned around, Zhou Hong made a step aside, his body was half-beaked, his messy black hair rose without wind, and said, "Sword style, eight thousand stern geeks!"

"call out--------"

The sword energy burst into flames like a ray of light.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

The space collapses instantly, presenting a strange scene.

"No……"

The strong aura of death arose in the hearts of the senior officials of Tianhua Dao Sect. In horror, the sword energy swept past, and his body was divided into two directly, and even the nearby space left eye-catching sword marks.

Lin Shangyi came to cause trouble and brought nearly 500 people. He was killed by Jun Changxiao. Dozens of senior officials died in the Black and White Rakshasa. The rest of them were all killed by Zhou Hong's move of "Eight Thousand Jinghongs".

These are all elites.

Now that he is dead in front of the Wangu Sect’s mountain gate, Tianhua Dao Sect can declare bankruptcy.

"How is it possible..."

Lin Haoyan didn't care about the destruction of all the elites of Tianhua Dao Sect. After all, it was just a dog he raised. What he cared about was that the disciple of the Wangu Sect seemed to have only shot one sword, but in fact he took action thousands of times in an instant!

"Eight thousand times!"

Jun Changxiao was shocked.

The system exclaimed: "This person's attainment in swordsmanship is already above the host."

"yes!"
To be continued...