Jun Changxiao wanted to leave, but Elder Jin disagreed and decisively declared war on him as the leader as an elder.

The main event is coming!

Qin Haoran was secretly happy.

This guy left Haoqi Sect and went to Shengquan Sect. What kind of ulterior deal did he have?

Very simple.

When Jun Changxiao came to fight, the elder went out to fight with him. Not to mention killing him, at the very least he would be seriously injured and leave a psychological shadow!

The same is true for the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect.

As long as there is an opportunity, they will be brutally beaten until they lose their confidence in practicing martial arts.

As a result, things went counterproductive, and it was the Holy Spring Sect that was abused.

If the disciples don’t give me the strength, there is nothing I can do.

Now that Elder Jin personally declares war on Jun Changxiao, he will definitely be able to torture him to the point of doubting his life. After all, he has an eighth-level martial arts cultivation!

boy.

Aren't you cool?

If you have the guts, agree quickly!

"Elder Jin has declared war!"

"My disciple has lost seventy-two games in a row, he must be unable to bear it!"

"Elder Jin is an eighth-level martial arts master. Judging from the burst of aura from Master Jun just now, the highest level is only a second-level martial arts master. There is no need to fight!"

Warriors from all forces looked at Jun Changxiao.

Ma Yunteng wanted to help him out, but he didn't know how. After all, he took the initiative to challenge the Shengquan Sect, so it was reasonable for him to be declared war by the elders!

"how?"

Elder Jin said: "Master, don't you dare?"

"It's not that I don't dare."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "But if I defeat Elder Jin again, your Shengquan Sect may be discredited."

"..."

Everyone's mouths twitched.

A second-grade martial arts sect is so arrogant!

Elder Jin smiled and said: "If Master Jun can win, it means that he is extraordinary in strength. My skills are not as good as others, so how can my reputation be ruined!"

He roared in his heart: "If I don't torture you, the leader, our Holy Spring Sect will be discredited!"

"Really want to fight?"

"I really want to fight!"

"In that case."

Jun Changxiao shrugged and said, "Then let's fight."

What a reluctant tone!

Behind them, City Master Xie and Master Ai both had their mouths twitching.

The leader of Jun is only a second-grade martial arts sect. If he goes to fight an eighth-grade martial sect like Elder Jin, they really can’t think of where they can make a comeback!

"snort."

Li'er said calmly: "The head of the Iron Bone Sect must have had his brain squeezed."

Xi Jingxuan smiled and said: "The disciples of the Iron Bone Sect are so powerful under his training. Leader Jun must be very strong as well."

"My Palace Master, Elder Jin is a high-level eighth-grade martial artist with a strength of at least 320,000."

Li'er said: "Jun Changxiao is even a second-class martial artist, with a strength of 270,000, which is already very good!"

"That's right." Xi Jingxuan said.

Li'er continued: "Besides, Elder Jin is a veteran martial arts master and is very skilled in the use of various martial arts. How can a second-level martial arts master win?"

"The analysis makes sense."

Xi Jingxuan smiled and said: "However, I still feel that Master Jun will win."

Li'er: "..."

My Lord Palace Master, what’s wrong with you?

Unlike Xi Jingxuan, all the warriors from all forces believed that Jun Changxiao would lose, and lose miserably!

They are not as professional as Li'er thought, but because there is a six-level difference between the second and eighth grades, there is absolutely no chance of a comeback.

"cut."

The disciple of Holy Lily Sect said calmly: "You don't overestimate your abilities."

Murong Xin said nothing. She only paid attention to Xiao Sinji and had no interest in other people's competition.

A little.

Under the gaze of everyone, Jun Changxiao walked towards the martial arts arena.

Behind her, Liu Wanshi waved her hands and shouted loudly: "The leader will win!"

"The leader will win!"

The disciples of the Iron Bone Sect also started shouting!

"Boy."

Ye Xingchen secretly said: "If you can defeat the eighth-grade martial arts sect, I will recognize you as the leader."

In the Wuzong stage, the difference between each level is not that of a martial artist or a martial artist. It is almost impossible to fight and win at six levels.

Even so.

Ye Xingchen still prefers Jun Changxiao.

After all, he has a lot of good stuff, and he might have some powerful trump cards.

Li Qingyang, Xiao Sinji and others do not have such complicated thoughts, they just support the leader without any brains, no matter how big the gap is with their opponents.

"tread."

Jun Changxiao stopped, cupped his hands and said: "Head of the Iron Bone Zhengzheng Sect, Jun Changxiao."

Very impressive and stylish!

Elder Jin also walked over and said calmly: "The internal affairs elder of the Shengquan Sect, Jin Shichang."

The leader versus the elder.

This battle is fair in terms of status.

"Start!" the referee shouted.

"Hoo ho!"

Elder Jin unfolded his right palm and instantly gathered spiritual energy visible to the naked eye, forming a powerful air ball!

The eighth-level martial arts master has already mastered the use of spiritual energy, and the release of this hand alone is definitely not comparable to that of a martial artist.

call out----

Elder Jin flicked his hand, and the gathered spiritual energy flew over like a cannonball.

Everyone was secretly shocked.

It seems like an understatement, but the force is definitely over 300,000 kilograms.

The strong man of Wuzong is so terrifying!

In shock, everyone hurriedly looked at Jun Changxiao to see how he could avoid it!

Um?

The guy didn't move?

Yes, Jun Changxiao stood there without moving.

When the violent energy was about to sweep over, he took a step forward and struck straight with his right fist!

It would be too much for a second-grade martial artist to dare to contend with the spiritual energy gathered by an eighth-grade martial artist...

boom!

There was an explosion.

The 300,000 kilograms of power gathered by Elder Jin was shattered on the spot by Jun Changxiao with his explosive fist!

this……
To be continued...