Chapter 77 Don't Be Soft-Hearted
More than a dozen men in black covered their faces and couldn't see their faces, but after jumping out, they glanced at Xiao Sinji intentionally or unintentionally, and the murderous intent suddenly became intense.
Jun Changxiao caught it, so if you think about it with your toes, you can also think that these people are either the Xiao family in Liyang City or the Bei family.
He is more inclined to come from the Xiao family. After all, the expelled direct line, winning the championship at his own door, is a very cruel blow, and it is normal to do irrational things.
"Damn it."
Jun Changxiao secretly said: "With such a good opportunity, why are there no side quests?"
"kill!"
The leading man in black said solemnly.
"brush!"
"brush!"
More than a dozen men in black brought out sharp swords, and the martial apprentice-level cultivation broke out, pouring spiritual power into them, killing them from different directions.
Judging from the strength of the shot, it is obviously to kill!
"Qiang! Qiang!"
Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang drew out their swords and intercepted the four men in black who were attacking from the left and right respectively. The weapons collided, and Jin Ming's starlight suddenly flickered.
Although the two only had first-rank martial apprentices, they poured their spiritual power into their weapons and fought against two martial apprentices each, and they did not lose out.
Su Xiaomo took out the wooden sword and protected it in front of the sect master.
Because Xiao Xingji and Tian Qi had no weapons, they could only lean against each other, their eyes dignified.
In the martial arts competition, they performed very strongly.
But in front of a man in black who is equipped with weapons and has the strength of a martial artist, it is obviously not enough to rely on the physical body and spiritual power.
Isn't there a saying that, no matter how high your martial arts is, you are still afraid of kitchen knives.
"Ding!"
"The host spends 30 contribution points to get the first-grade Cold Front Sword × 3, which has been transported to the space ring."
"Ding!"
"Sect Contribution Value: 282/500."
"then!"
Jun Changxiao waved his hand and threw the three first-grade Hanfeng swords.
"Snapped!"
Su Xiaomo grabbed it first, feeling the coolness from the hilt of the sword, and her eyes suddenly showed a strong fighting intent.
"kill!"
He drew his sword out of the scabbard, opened his legs, and faced a man in black who was attacking.
Tian Qi followed closely and drew his sword to stop the man in black who was coming from the other direction.
Although the two were only at the 12th stage of the open pulse, but with the blessing of the first-grade Hanfeng Sword, they were able to fight against their opponents without a hitch.
At this moment, on the importance of weapon quality.
The six men in black who were entangled, their eyes flickered in disbelief, obviously they did not expect that the Iron Bone Sect disciples would be so strong!
There were twelve attackers in total. Although the four Lu Qianqian held six of them, there were still six left. They came around from behind, and their eyes filled with murderous intent.
"brush!"
The sword light flickered coldly and stabbed fiercely.
Xiao Sinji, who had always had his back to the man in black, suddenly turned around, drew his sword, and slashed with the sword in both hands.
This speed is the best proof of the ultimate muscle strengthening!
"Bang!"
The cold front sword, which was not blessed with spiritual power, slashed on the sword of the man in black who came one step earlier, but after hearing a 'click' sound, the opponent's sword broke on the spot, and half of the sword tip was pinned to the tree.
The man in black was dumbfounded.
Although his weapon is only low-grade and high-rank, but it is poured into spiritual power, and its strength is comparable to ordinary grade, and it was cut off by a sword!
"Swipe!" While he was stunned, Xiao Sinji kicked his left face and kicked it out.
Jun Chang smiled and said, "If you sin against yourself, you should treat those who kill you like this..."
"call out----"
Turning around and stepping out, the first-grade Hanfeng sword was unsheathed, and a sword light flashed out immediately, saying: "Don't be merciful!"
"Push!"
The man in black came and stopped suddenly.
He lowered his head stiffly, there was a slanted sword mark on his chest, and blood spurted out like rain.
The sword marks are deep and long, straight to the point!
"Pfft!"
The man in black slumped to the ground,
Thoughts fade away with the flow of blood.
A warrior, kill with one sword!
This is the strength of Jun Changxiao after breaking through the fifth-grade martial artist.
Showing madness, hanging up the sky.
Xiao Xunji saw that the headmaster made a move and decisively killed one person, his eyes filled with shock.
"I go!"
Su Xiaomo, who was fighting with his opponent, glanced back and said in surprise, "Sect Master is so sturdy!"
"The head is a martial artist?" Li Qingyang was shocked.
He clearly remembered that in the face of Xiaoyao Swordsman before, the strength of the head was only the eleventh stage of opening the pulse!
Lu Qianqian used the mysterious swordsmanship to force back the two men in black, and secretly said, "It turns out that he has been hiding his strength."
Witnessing the killing of their companions, the four men in black who attacked from behind were furious, and they all killed Xiang Jun Changxiao.
Sect Master Jun retracted the sword, turned around and said, "Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Xiao Xunji's eyes turned cold, his hands clenched the hilt of the sword, all his muscle strength burst out, and he directly slashed at a man in black who attacked the head.
"Bang!"
The mighty Han Feng sword slammed into the sword of the martial artist and cut it off again!
"brush!"
Xiao Xunji waved his arms, and the Hanfeng Sword carried strong power and swept up along the Broken Sword, only to hear a 'puchi' sound, and the blood immediately splashed.
"Boom!"
The man in black stepped back more than ten steps, covering his blood-spitting neck with one hand, his eyes filled with despair, and the luster in his pupils gradually faded.
He knelt on the ground with a thud, and lowered his head slowly.
Another companion was killed, and the other three were stunned. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they came over like crazy.
Xiao Xunji came quickly and swung his sword towards him.
Don't look at his lack of spiritual power, stimulate the power of the flesh, cooperate with the first-grade Hanfeng sword, cut it down with one sword, and drag out the afterimage!
The man in black, who came first, felt a chill in his heart, and could only be forced to raise the pierced sword and choose to block.
"Bang!"
"Crack-"
The sword is cut off!
The Han Feng Sword's remaining power continued to slash at his left shoulder, cutting off his left arm!
"die!"
At this moment, the other two men in black stabbed with their swords, their spiritual energy poured in, and the sword tips flashed sharply.
"Not good!" Xiao Xunji's expression changed.
At this time, he had just swung his sword and chopped it down. He had no spiritual power and no physical blessing, and it was too late to avoid it.
"brush!"
"brush!"
Two sword lights flashed in the field of vision, showing chills!
Then, Xiao Xunji saw blood splashing out like a blooming rose.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
The two men in black who attacked fell to the ground, with slight sword marks left on the Adam's apple.
"Sect Master's sword is so fast!" Xiao Sinji exclaimed in shock.
Jun Changxiao retracted his sword, and said lightly, "If you want to kill my disciple of the Iron Bone Clan, you must prepare yourself to die in advance."
"Push!"
At this moment, a man in black failed to escape, and was pierced through the heart by Lu Qianqian's sharp sword.
The one who killed someone, drew her sword without blinking her eyes, stepped on graceful footwork, appeared in front of another warrior, and pierced her chest again at a stern speed.
"Pfft!"
The two men in black fell to the ground.
"Puchi!" Li Qingyang also relied on the Nine-Style Folding Wave Sword to injure a man in black.
In a short period of time, six of the twelve men in black were killed and three injured!
The remaining three men in black finally realized that the opponent was too strong, so they could only do their best to push the opponent back, and then tacitly flew towards the grass.
high speed!
Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo were a step behind, and it was a little difficult to catch up.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Suddenly, three gunshots resounded like firecrackers, causing the birds in the mountains and forests to fly wildly.
The three men in black who escaped were blasted with walnut-sized holes in their backs, and fell to the ground in horror.
Jun Changxiao retracted the gun, blew the blue smoke from the muzzle, and said coldly: "If you dare to provoke my Iron Bone faction, don't go back alive."
Li Qingyang and the others, whose ears were buzzing, twitched at the corners of their mouths and said, "The gun in the head is simply too scary!"