Chapter 293 Super!

Jun Changxiao wanted to leave, but Elder Jin disagreed, and decisively declared war on his head as an elder.

The main event is coming!

Qin Haoran was secretly overjoyed.

This guy left Haoqimen to go to Shengquan Sect, what kind of unspeakable deal was there?

Simple.

When Jun Changxiao comes to fight, the elder will go out to fight with him, not to mention killing him, at least he must be severely injured and psychologically shadowed!

The same is true of the Iron Bone Sect disciples.

Whenever there is a chance, they will be tortured with blood, and they will lose their confidence in practicing martial arts.

As a result, things backfired, and it was Shengquan Sect who was abused.

Disciple is not strong, there is no way.

Now that Elder Jin personally declares war, Jun Changxiao, he will definitely be able to torture his doubtful life. After all, he has an eighth-rank martial arts cultivation base!

kid.

Aren't you very hung up?

If you have the courage, quickly agree to it!

"Elder Jin has declared war!"

"Disciple has lost seventy-two games in a row, he can't help it!"

"Elder Jin is an eighth-rank Martial Sect. Judging from the outburst of breath from the head of the king just now, the highest is no more than a second-rank Martial Sect. It's not worth fighting at all!"

The warriors of all forces looked at Jun Changxiao.

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

"how?"

Elder Jin said, "Don't you dare?"

"It's not that I dare not."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "But if this seat wins Elder Jin again, your Holy Spring Sect will be discredited."

"..."

The corners of everyone's mouth twitched.

A second-rank Martial Sect is so arrogant!

Elder Jin smiled and said, "If the sect leader can win, it means that his strength is extraordinary, and this elder's skills are not as good as others, so how can his reputation be disgraced!"

In my heart, I roared: "If you don't abuse your head, my Holy Spring Sect will be discredited!"

"Do you 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!

City Lord Xie and Clan Lord Ai behind them all twitched at the corners of their mouths.

The head of the king is only a second-rank martial sect, and they really can’t think of where the turnaround will be when they go to fight an eight-rank martial sect like Elder Jin!

"Humph."

Li'er said lightly, "The head of the Iron Bone Sect must have been squeezed by the door."

Xi Jingxuan said with a smile: "The disciples of the Iron Bone School are so powerful under his training, and the strength of the head of Jun is definitely not weak."

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

Li'er said, "Jun Changxiao is a very good second-grade martial artist, with a strength of 270,000!"

"Yes." Xi Jingxuan said.

Li'er continued: "Besides, Elder Jin is a veteran martial arts sect, and he is very skilled in the use of various martial arts. How could a second-rank martial arts sect win!"

"The analysis makes sense."

Xi Jingxuan smiled and said, "However, Ben Gong still thinks that the sect leader will win."

Lil: "..."

My lord, what the hell is wrong with you!

Different from Xi Jingxuan, the warriors of all forces believe that Jun Changxiao will lose, and loses extremely badly!

They were not as professional as Lier thought, but because the second- and eighth-rank difference was six levels, there was absolutely no chance of a comeback.

"cut."

The disciple of the Lily Sect said lightly: "It's beyond your own power.

"

Murong Xin didn't speak, she only paid attention to Xiao Xunji, and had no interest in other people's fights.

a little.

Under everyone's attention, Jun Changxiao walked towards the martial arts field.

Behind her, Liu Wanshi waved her hand and shouted loudly, "The Sect Master will win!"

"Master will win!"

The Iron Bone Sect disciples also shouted!

"Boy."

Ye Xingchen secretly said: "If you can defeat the eighth-rank Martial Sect, this emperor will agree with you as the head."

The gap between each rank in the Wuzong stage is not between a martial disciple and a martial artist. It is almost impossible to achieve a six-rank leapfrog battle and win.

Even so.

Ye Xingchen still prefers Jun Changxiao.

After all, he has a lot of good things, and he may have some powerful cards.

Li Qingyang, Xiao Xunji and the others didn't have such complicated thoughts, they just supported the Sect Leader without brains, no matter how big the gap was with their opponents.

"tread."

Jun Changxiao stopped, cupped his hands and said, "The head of the iron-boned clan, Jun Changxiao."

Very imposing, very fanciful!

Elder Jin also came over and said lightly, "Elder of the Household Affairs of Shengquan Sect, Jin Shichang."

The head to the elders.

This battle is fair in terms of identity.

"Go!" the referee shouted.

"Hoohoo!"

Elder Jin's right palm unfolded, instantly gathering spiritual energy visible to the naked eye, forming a powerful air mass!

Eighth-Rank Wuzong's use of spiritual energy has long been mastered, and this release alone is by no means comparable to a martial artist.

call out----

Elder Jin flicked it casually, and the gathered spiritual energy air mass flew over like a cannonball.

Everyone was secretly shocked.

Seemingly an understatement, the power is definitely more than 300,000 pounds.

The strong Wuzong is so terrifying!

Everyone who was shocked hurriedly looked at Jun Changxiao to see how he escaped!

Um?

That guy didn't move?

Yes, Jun Changxiao stood there and didn't move.

When the irritable air mass is about to sweep in, take a step forward and smash your right fist straight at it!

A second-rank Martial Sect dares to compete with the psychic energy gathered by the eighth-rank Martial Sect, this is too much...

boom!

An explosion came.

The 300,000 jins of strength gathered by Elder Jin was smashed by Jun Changxiao with a burst fist!

This……

Everyone's eyes bulged.

Elder Jin was also startled, and secretly said: "This son's strength was also 300,000 jin just now?"

"brush!"

While thinking, Jun Changxiao stepped on the vertical cloud step and approached instantly, raised his left hand, poured his spiritual energy into it, and cut out a mountain-opening palm directly!

Huhuhu————

Under the blessing of the palm method, the strength continued to skyrocket, instantly soaring to 350,000 pounds!

boom!

Elder Jin blocked the open mountain palm with his right arm, but after enduring the violent force, he not only staggered backwards more than ten steps, but his face suddenly turned hideous.

The spectators are all stupid!

The head of the Iron Bone Sect smashed the air mass with one punch, and then knocked back Elder Jin with one punch. The style of the painting is seriously wrong!

boom!

Just then, there was another explosion.

Jun Changxiao used his body technique to circle behind Elder Jin and slammed a burst punch directly on his side waist.

Deng Deng Deng!

Elder Jin staggered back from the side, and his face became more and more hideous. It can be seen that the two punches went down and caused a lot of damage.

hateful!

He stabilized his body, his eyes were splitting, and he shouted, "The Great Gathering Spirit Seal!"

"Hoohoo!"

The whole body's psychic energy exploded, filling the air in an instant, forming a thick and dense cloud.

call------

A big hand pressed down from the spiritual layer, as if it came from the sky, and the momentum was also very vast!

Elder Jin's Great Gathering Spirit Seal, no matter its size or strength, is far stronger than Qing Linfeng.

Jun Changxiao, who was directly below, sneered, and when the palm print was pressed down, he suddenly blasted dozens of blasting punches one after another.

The punch is fast and the power explodes!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a frantic bombardment, the Great Gathering Spirit Seal stopped abruptly, and then exploded with a 'bang' in front of everyone's eyes, and the gathered spiritual power cloud suddenly dissipated!

"Wow!"

Elder Jin spurted blood on the spot, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"hiss!"

The warriors of all forces sucked in the air.

It is terrifying to break Elder Jin's Great Gathering Spirit Seal with just one fist!

"..."

Ye Xingchen's mouth twitched slightly.

What he thought was, what kind of trump card would the leader show to come to the Jedi to counterattack.

Now that Elder Jin vomited blood with just his fists, it can only show that his power completely surpassed the opponent!

The second-rank Martial Sect overwhelms the eighth-rank Martial Sect in terms of strength. Could it be that the sect master is... a super-level?