The kick from Master Jun was sudden and very fast. When Mr. Jinyi fell to the ground, a group of servants recovered slowly.

"Master!"

They ran over in panic and helped the owner up. When they saw the big footprints on the right side of his face, they immediately knew that the foot just now was not light!

Mr. Jinyi covered his face and said in disbelief: "You...you dare to hit me!"

"Boy, you're in big trouble!"

"My master is the third son of the Ai family. Beating him is equivalent to beating the Ai family!"

"You Iron Bone Sect, wait...wait to be exterminated!"

Several of his subordinates shouted angrily.

However, he quickly shut his mouth because all the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect came out of the gate with a crash and stood behind Jun Changxiao, glaring at him angrily.

The so-called third son of the Ai family only has a few subordinates.

Facing nearly a hundred disciples of the headmaster Jun, he immediately gave in.

I have to say that it is very good to have a group of disciples. At least in this case, it can bring a strong deterrent without having to take action yourself!

Compared with strength, you can't do it.

Compared with the number of people? You are even worse!

"Ai Family?" Jun Changxiao crossed his arms and said with a smile: "Are you very powerful? Dare you destroy my Iron Bone Zhengzheng Sect?"

Li Qingyang came over and whispered: "Master, the Ai family is a famous family in Huyang City."

Hu Yangcheng?

Jun Changxiao has heard that it is one of the eight major cities in Qingyang County, second only to Qingyang City in terms of status, with a large population and many families and sects.

Li Qingyang said: "The Ai family has been running the elixir business in Huyang City for generations. They are the elixir suppliers for many sects. They have strong financial resources and wide contacts. They are much better than my family."

"So he sells elixirs?" Jun Chang smiled and touched his nose.

Li Qingyang added: "This man's name is Ai Zuo. He is the third son of the head of the Ai family. He relies on his family to do mischief in the city. He is a well-known dandy in Qingyang County."

"Ai Zuo?"

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said: "When you hear this name, it means you will be beaten."

"..."

Li Qingyang was speechless.

He told the boss so much, the point is not whether he should be beaten or not, but that this kid's family is not simple and not easy to mess with.

Ai Zuo endured the burning pain on his face and said angrily: "Boy, call out the leader of the Iron Bone Sect quickly and ask him to apologize to me right away!"

Jun Chang smiled and said: "No need to shout, the leader is right here."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves gracefully, stood with his hands behind his back, and puffed out his chest.

Very classy and stylish!

"Here?"

Ai Zuo was startled, looked at Li Qingyang, and then said angrily: "So you are the leader, please apologize to me quickly!"

Li Qingyang twitched the corner of his mouth, took two steps back hastily, glanced at Jun Changxiao, and told him with his eyes that this is the leader of our Iron Bone Sect.

"Isn't it?"

Seeing him retreating, Ai Zuo realized that he had guessed wrong, and scanned the disciples behind him again. It was really difficult to determine who was the leader, and shouted angrily: "Head of the Iron Bone Sect, you think you are hiding in the dark, I am the master.

Will you just give up and give up?"

Li Qingyang: "..."

Disciples: "..."

They all thought, is this guy an idiot?

Jun Changxiao, who had put on the look of a leader early on, his expression changed again and again, and finally couldn't help but yelled: "Are you a fucking idiot? I'm standing in front of you, and I'm almost blinding you."

It’s been poked blind, but you still can’t see it!”

"Tap! Tread!"

As he spoke, he walked over angrily.

Several servants hurriedly stood in front of the young master. One of them raised his fists in a formation and stammered: "I'm... warning you, don't... don't pass..."

"Go away!" Jun Changxiao kicked the big-tongued servant out, stopped in front of Ai Zuo, grabbed his collar and pulled him over, his eyes were cold and said: "Boy, listen clearly, I am the Iron-bone Zhengzheng sect.

Leader!"

The voice is deep and murderous!

Ai Zuo was so frightened that his scalp went numb and he didn't dare to sweat.

The servants of the Ai family who were supporting him were so frightened that cold sweat broke out from their backs.

Jun Changxiao, who had killed many bandits, once he got angry, the murderous intent in his eyes and momentum was very terrifying. How could a domineering playboy disciple like being beaten be able to bear it?

"Did you hear that?" Jun Changxiao roared.

The sound was so loud that Li Qingyang and the disciples behind him were caught off guard and were startled. The three words suddenly rang in Ai Zuo's ears, and it was like a thunder on the ground. He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder almost broke. His face gradually became distorted, and his mouth became confused.

He slowly opened his mouth and almost cried: "Listen...I heard it!"

Jun Changxiao pointed to the steps below and said coldly: "Get out."

"Brush! Brush!"

Several of the Ai family's subordinates seemed to have opened up the two channels of Ren and Du in an instant, picked up Ai Zuo and disappeared as quickly as possible, without even leaving a harsh word behind.

Jun Changxiao turned around with his murderous intent still lingering.

The disciples looked at him and took a step back with their hairs standing on end.

"Head..."

Li Qingyang said weakly: "Are you okay?"

Jun Changxiao walked over, his murderous aura slowly dissipating. He put a hand on his shoulder, rested his head on the back of his hand, and said in a tearful voice: "Isn't this what I am so unlike the leader?"

Li Qingyang expressed sympathy.

The disciples expressed that they could understand the master's sadness.

"Stop crying."

Lu Qianqian leaned under the tree, glanced at the young man lying on the ground, and said calmly: "This man was beaten badly. If he is not treated quickly, he will die at any time."

…

Iron Bone Zhengzheng Sect, Medical Pavilion.

There were no medical equipment or medical supplies inside, only a rather simple bed. Even the 'Medical Pavilion' was made improvised by Jun Changxiao, who carried the injured boy over.

A sect must not only have an outer courtyard and an inner courtyard, but also a medicine pavilion, a martial arts training hall, a martial arts pavilion, etc.

Don't be anxious, don't be anxious.

The road must be walked step by step, and things must be done one by one. If you take too big a step, you will easily get stuck.

"Head."

After some examination, Li Qingyang said: "Eight of his ribs were broken and he also suffered serious internal injuries. The situation is very bad and requires prompt treatment."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Is it too late to go to the town to ask for a doctor?"

Li Qingyang shook his head and said: "The injury is too serious, it will be difficult for ordinary doctors to treat it, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless we use the elixir handed down from ancient times by our sect, we can save him from danger."

This person was not as seriously injured as before, and Li Qingyang determined that if the leader took out the healing pill, he could definitely be easily cured.

"this……"

Jun Changxiao began to ponder.

Lu Qianqian pressed her back against the edge of the door and said calmly: "Do you think that the kind of elixir that can instantly recover from injuries is just a jelly bean?"

"Too."

Li Qingyang looked at the young man with a dirty face, shook his head and said: "Master, he can last up to two hours."

Jun Chang smiled and held his chin, saying: "I do have a ready-made healing pill. Do you want to use it to save me or not?"

"save!"
Chapter completed!