Chapter 245 Servant

Jun Changxiao, who has broken through to a sixth-grade martial artist, can easily break 100,000 catties with the blessing of any martial skill.

This is pretty scary.

You must know that the most common rank 1 Martial Sect has a strength of only 100,000 kilograms. With his current level, he can reach it, and the increase is definitely more than the maximum value of 6,000.

That is to say.

Although the head of the king is only a sixth-grade martial artist, he already has the strength of the most ordinary martial arts. If he cooperates with the Talisman of Strength, it will be even more brutal.

Li Luoqiu, who is also a sixth-grade martial artist, must not have such a strong strength value as him.

Therefore, there is no doubt that the strongest combat power of the Iron Bone faction is none other than our monarch.

Night stars?

He is only strong in martial arts experience.

When it comes to the real power value, it is definitely far less than that.

Even a sword cultivator like Zhou Hong, if he didn't rely on Lingjian Divine Art, would probably be in a lot of heat.

The head of Jun is very powerful, but he rarely makes a move.

After all, there is a group of disciples, and there is absolutely no need to explode, except when facing a strong enemy.

The ghost hand faction elder in front of him is on the same level as him in terms of identity, so he must take action!

Song Si's strength is a third-rank martial artist, and his strength is only 50,000, which is twice the difference.

how to spell?

No hit at all!

Jun Changxiao used a burst punch, and the speed driven by his strength was difficult for him to dodge, and he could only be punched in the abdomen.

In an instant, Song Si's eyes bulged out, a burst of spiritual energy spread from the back of the bombarded position, and his clothes suddenly shattered into a fist-sized hole.

"Wow!"

Blood spurted out, and the heart-piercing pain instantly hit his heart.

Jun Changxiao slammed on Song Si. Although he didn't knock him out, he was properly injured.

This still took back a little bit of strength halfway through,

Otherwise it will be cold.

"Snapped!"

The other hand stretched out, clasped Song Si's neck, and dragged him in front of him.

Jun Changxiao said coldly and sternly: "Dare to come to my Iron Bone Sect and take my disciple's life, you are really tired of living."

Murderous and incomparably cold!

In front of his disciples, he can be very easy-going and occasionally skinny, but in the face of enemies, he is definitely like a demon.

Jun Changxiao has completely degenerated. He is no longer an earthling who keeps his own feet, but a real starfall mainlander.

"It's not my character to adapt."

"I will let Xingyun Continent adapt to me, and anyone who bullies me or humiliates me will have to pay the price."

This is what he said to the system after slaughtering hundreds of bandits in Heifengzhai.

Destroy the Spirit Spring.

Destroy the drizzle building.

Destroy the Black Eagle Hall.

Everything you do is explained, Jun Changxiao wants to let Xingyun Continent adapt to himself, instead of adapting to Xingyun Continent.

The five fingers gradually exerted force, and the pain and fear from death instantly filled Song Si. His eyes were terrified: "Don't...don't...don't kill me..."

"Don't you want to die?" Jun Changxiao said coldly.

Can live, who wants to die!

As his strength increased, Song Si felt that half of his body had stepped on the gate of hell.

The experience of being infinitely close to death is truly terrifying!

As an elder of the Ghost Hand Sect, he never blinks when he kills, and sometimes brutally kills his opponents to let them experience the coming of death.

Now that it is my turn, good and evil will be rewarded in the end. The way of heaven is good for reincarnation. If you don’t believe me, look up and see who the heaven will forgive.

"No no...want...die..."

Song Si hadn't given up his desire for life completely, and a pleading voice came out from his throat that was in severe pain.

Jun Changxiao relaxed a little, and said coldly, "If you don't want to die, just be my servant."

When the power of death disappeared, Song Si felt that he had stepped out of the gate of hell again. That feeling of escaping from death was really the happiest thing in life!

"Okay...Okay...I'll be a servant!" He tried his best to speak clearly, for fear that the other party wouldn't hear him and would kill him in the next second.

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao withdrew his hand.

"Pfft!"

Song Si was freed and fell directly to the ground.

still alive.

I'm alive!

Jun Changxiao said coldly: "From today onwards, you are my servant, and what the servant has to do is to obey me, otherwise it will make your life worse than death."

"Ming... I understand..." Song Si said weakly.

As long as he can live, he will not care about anything.

Jun Changxiao squatted down, put one hand on his shoulder, and said coldly, "How can I trust you?"

"It's simple."

Lu Qianqian didn't know when, but he was already leaning against the door, clasped his hands and said lightly, "Let him hand over the origin of his soul."

"The origin of the soul?" Jun Changxiao had never heard of it.

The system said: "The origin of the soul is the lifeblood of a martial cultivator. If you master it, a single thought can make your soul fly away."

Is it so naughty?

"bring it on."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Hand over your soul source, this seat will spare you not to die."

Song Si's eyes were tangled, but he felt that the palm on his shoulder increased in strength, and said in horror, "I... I will pay!"

Saying that, the mind communicated with the soul, and a line-like thing was drawn from the body.

This is the origin of the soul.

An existence above the three souls and seven souls.

The system said: "Hold it in your hand and earn the space ring."

Jun Changxiao stretched out his hand, grabbed the source of his soul, and then dragged it out. With a thought, he received the space ring.

OK.

All done.

He had already mastered Song Si's lifeline. As long as his mind was integrated into the space ring and crushed the origin of his soul, he could die and be dissipated.

certainly.

If the source of the soul is safe and sound, the martial cultivator under control will not suffer any damage. Those who should eat should eat and those who should sleep should sleep.

"Let's go."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Hui Guishou Sect will continue to be an elder, and I will contact you when I need you."

"Yes……"

"Call me master."

"Yes... master..."

Song Si stood up with difficulty, dragged his injured body, and walked down the mountain weakly step by step.

At that moment, he really wanted to cry.

Why didn't I pretend that nothing happened, why did I come to the Iron Bone faction!

it's good now.

Not only was the person not killed, but the origin of his soul was also controlled by the head of the Iron Bone Sect, and he became a servant.

As dusk fell, Song Si's back was stretched infinitely long, and his whole body seemed to have aged by several decades.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden quest [Fantastic] to get 100 contribution points."

"Ding! Contribution value 1050/1000."

"Ding! The contribution value of the martial art is overflowing..."

Uh?

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Is this a hidden mission?"

The system said: "The host has grasped the origin of his soul, and will naturally follow orders."

"Oh."

Jun Changxiao understood and said with a smile, "I earned it."

"Master."

Lu Qianqian said, "Why didn't you kill him?"

Jun Changxiao touched his nose and said, "If you kill him, the Ghost Hand faction will definitely not give up. I don't want to cause trouble."

It's a bit of a diligent job to just go to work to destroy a Black Eagle Hall, and then go to destroy a Ghost Hand faction.

not to mention.

Don't go to this and destroy that every day, how can you develop a sect in a low-key manner.