Chapter 1029 I Take Medicine, Am I Proud?

The face warriors who were watching the battle from a distance were also stunned.

Like Ke Jinnan, they didn't expect Jun Changxiao to suddenly kill him, and they didn't expect to blow up the ghost of the battlefield with a punch, and understate the scythe streamer!

Is he a powerhouse?

Everyone is thinking about this.

Jun Changxiao, who has a knife that is hard to take away, is in the eyes of all face warriors the god of death who walked out of hell, but without the weapon of magic, the sky is just like the word, why is it so fierce today!

"brush!"

"brush!"

Just at this moment, two battlefield ghosts with the word "di" came around from the left and right sides, and the spears in their hands flashed dazzlingly.

Seeing this, Ke Jinnan said in shock, "Sect Master Jun, little..."

"brush!"

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao raised both hands, and the incomparably thick sword and martial power burst out, instantly turning into a big hand and clasping it on the spear, and then pulling it hard.

Because the power was too strong, the weapons of the two battlefield ghosts not only came out of their hands, but also moved forward with inertia.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Jun Changxiao grabbed the captured spear with both hands, and the domineering spiritual energy poured into it and swept over, directly and cleanly smashed the two ghost heads together with the battle helmet.

Seeing this, Ke Jinnan, who was the closest, had his eyes almost popping out of his sockets.

The two battlefield ghosts, although not high-level, but their strength is second only to themselves, it is too terrifying to kill the Sect Master so easily!

Heavenly word!

It must be heavenly!

All face warriors, including Ke Jinnan, were instantly affirmed in their hearts.

Dozens of ghosts on the battlefield with the two characters Xuanhuang took the opportunity to rush over!

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

A variety of colorful energy bursts.

Ke Jinnan didn't remind,

Can easily obliterate the level of the word, these people may not be enough for the Sect Master to poke a finger.

But all kinds of energies are about to come, and the guy always stands in place, without any indication of defense or attack.

big brother!

Give some reaction!

I'm scared to hide behind you!

"Boom boom boom!"

The energy exploded, and the residual power was rippling.

Because Ke Jinnan was injured, he knew that it would be difficult to withstand so much strength, so he not only closed his eyes, but also raised his arm subconsciously.

However, when all the sounds dissipated, I found that I was still safe and sound, so I hurriedly opened it again, and found that there was an extra one in front of me...

Do not!

A pot!

The big one!

"pot?"

The face warriors were also dumbfounded.

"brush!"

The cauldron standing in front of Ke Jinnan suddenly spun, and then dragged the streamer and flew out.

"Bang bang bang!"

On the path, all the ghosts of the battlefield with yellow characters that were touched have their heads swept away, and they are even sharper than a sharp blade!

"Snapped!"

The cauldron spun very fast, rushed to several hundred meters, and was firmly grasped by one hand.

"brush!"

Xiao Xingji raised his arms lightly, and stood Yunmengxia hidden in front of him, his eyes swept across the ghosts on the battlefield, and said proudly: "Eternal Guzong disciple, Xiao Xingji, fight!"

"..."

The plane warriors almost fell collectively.

The old Jianghu who has experienced hundreds of battles has never seen any kind of weapon, but this is the first time I have seen someone use a cooking pot! And judging from the posture, it seems to be used as a shield!

However, what shocked them even more was that the strength of this disciple of the Eternal Ancient Sect was obviously lower than that of the primary level. How could it be so easy to kill a battlefield ghost at the same level?

There is only one possibility, the pot is extraordinary!

"brush!"

"brush!"

Hundreds of battlefield ghosts in the distance were ridiculed by Xiao Xunji, and they rushed over with weapons, and the red glow in their eyes was even better.

"Chong!"

Suddenly, the sound of a sword being drawn came.

Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction of the voice.

Above the person holding the pot hangs a slightly vicissitudes of life man. His right hand rests on the half-sheathed hilt, and the cold wind blows his black hair, revealing a pupil that is as cold as the blade of a sword.

"Emperor Sword Realm?"

"Return to the sword level?"

The face warriors exclaimed.

Although the names they say are different, but if they are translated according to the realm level of the Starfall Continent, that is the Sword Emperor level!

"Senior Brother Xiao."

Zhou Hong pressed the hilt of the sword and said, "The moment you shoot, it's when their flaws are wide open. Next, please be sure to withstand their attacks."

Xiao Xunji put his hands on Yunmengxiayin and said, "No problem."

"..."

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched.

A yellow character is naturally no problem, but at least a few hundred people can rush over, and one person gathers a force to rush over, even if it is changed to a mysterious character level!

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

At this moment, the hundreds of battlefield ghosts who pressed over burst into energy one after another.

They either cut out the sword energy or the sword energy, and all kinds of energies were pressed from high, hollow, and low altitudes without dead ends, and the picture was spectacular.

"bring it on!"

Xiao Xunji's eyes flickered with excitement, and he stepped out in the void.

"brush!"

Standing in front of him, Yunmengxia flew up, only to see him spread his arms around him, shouting loudly, "Get up!"

"call out----"

The golden light flickered, and the streamer shone into the sky.

"Fuck!"

All face warriors were rude on the spot without culture.

Because in the field of vision, the streamer gradually expanded, and then formed a defensive form similar to a bell, and enveloped the disciples of the ancient sect.

"Buddhist martial arts?" Someone guessed in surprise.

This is not Buddhist martial arts, but another function of Yunmeng Xiayin. Although it is not as good as the incarnation of the nirvana, it can instantly provide itself with a defensive enchantment, called the Golden Pot Cover!

"boom!"

"boom!"

At this moment, all kinds of attacks from hundreds of battlefield ghosts were already coming, and then they were all blocked by the golden pot cover.

Standing in it, Xiao Xunji's face was a little ugly, but he always held the cauldron to bless the golden barrier, and roared: "Junior Brother Zhou, I can't support it..."

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

Suddenly, a dazzling ray of light descended from the sky, like a ray of light rising from the darkness. Although it seems insignificant, it can illuminate mountains and rivers!

Zhou Hong shot.

This sword cut down, it can be described as shocking!

The face warriors widened their eyes, and the only sight that appeared in their pupils was a shocking sword that fell from the sky, and then mercilessly swept across hundreds of battlefield ghosts.

"Chong!"

Zhou Hong retracted his sword and sheathed it.

The cold wind blew away his black hair again, revealing a vicissitudes face that only swordsmen have.

unsheathed.

A sword.

Sheath.

After the three steps were completed, only the head and body of the battlefield ghost harassed by the sword energy were seen, and then they fell down like flies.

"Puff! Puff!"

Helmets, armors, and various weapons fell to the ground.

The face warriors were stunned.

This level of kendo powerhouse, they have seen more or less, but killing hundreds of yellow-character battlefield ghosts with one sword, it is too strong!

and.

Judging from the movement of the guy's shot to the sheath, it seems to be a very casual sword!

"Tsk tsk."

Jun Changxiao exclaimed: "This disciple of mine has just slashed out with a sword, and the sword power has become so strong that it seems to be invisible. It seems that after the breakthrough, I have a deeper understanding of the second form of Lingjian Divine Art."

"nonsense."

The system said: "After all, they are genuine sword cultivators. Every day they are either comprehending the sword or on the road to comprehend the sword. It's like the host has never been enlightened, and has only improved by taking medicine."

Jun Chang smiled and asked, "But I'm taking medicine, am I proud?"