opportunity?
More than ten black-clothed men had their faces covered. However, when they jumped out, they glanced at Xiao Ziji intentionally or unintentionally. Their killing intent suddenly became stronger.
Jun Changxiao noticed it. Therefore, even if he thought with his toes, he could guess that these people were either from the Xiao Clan or the Bei Clan in Liyang City.
He was more inclined to think that they were from the Xiao Clan. After all, it was a very cruel blow for their own clan to win the championship. It was normal for them to do something irrational.
"Damn it."
Jun Changxiao thought, "This is such a good opportunity. Why isn't there a side mission?"
"Kill!"
The leader of the black-clothed men said in a deep voice.
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
More than ten black-clothed men took out their sharp swords. Their Martial Disciple level cultivation erupted and they poured their spiritual energy into their swords. They attacked from different directions.
From the strength of their attacks, it was obvious that they wanted to kill!
"Clang! Clang! "
Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang took out their swords and blocked the four black-clothed men attacking from the left and right. Their weapons collided and golden light flashed.
Although the two of them were only Martial Disciples, they poured their spiritual energy into their weapons and fought against two Martial Disciples. They were not at a disadvantage.
Su Xiaomo took out his wooden sword and stood in front of the Sect Leader to protect him.
Xiao Ziji and Tian Qi did not have any weapons, so they could only lean against each other. Their eyes were serious.
In the Sect Competition, they performed very well.
However, in front of the black-clothed men who were equipped with weapons and were only Martial Disciples, their physical strength and spiritual energy were obviously not enough.
Wasn't there a saying that even if one's martial arts were high, they would still be afraid of a kitchen knife?
"Ding!"
"The host has spent 30 contribution points and received 3 Low Grade Cold Edge Swords. They have been transferred to the Space Ring."
"Ding!"
"Sect Contribution Points: 282/500."
"Catch!"
Jun Changxiao waved his hand and threw the three Low Grade Cold Edge Swords over.
"Pa!"
Su Xiaomo caught them first. Feeling the coldness from the sword hilt, his eyes were filled with a strong desire to fight.
"Kill!"
Unsheathing his sword, he stepped forward and faced an attacking black-clothed man.
Tian Qi followed closely behind, drawing his sword to block the black-clothed man who was attacking from another direction.
Although the two of them were only at the 12th stage of the Channel Opening Realm, with the support of the Elementary Grade Cold Edge Sword, they were able to fight evenly with their opponents.
At this moment, the importance of weapon quality was very important.
The eyes of the six men in black who were entangled flashed with disbelief. Obviously, they did not expect the Iron Bone disciples to be so strong!
There were a total of twelve attackers. Although Lu Qianqian and the other three were holding back six, there were still six remaining. They circled around from behind, and the murderous intent in their eyes intensified.
"Shua!"
The sword light flickered with a cold light as it fiercely pierced over.
Xiao Ziji, who had his back facing the black-clothed man, suddenly turned around, unsheathed his sword, and slashed with both hands.
This speed was the best proof of the extreme strengthening of his muscles!
"Boom!"
Without the support of spiritual power, the Cold Edge Sword struck the black-clothed man's sword. With a 'kacha' sound, the other party's sword shattered on the spot, and half of the sword's tip was nailed into a tree.
The man in black was dumbfounded.
Although his weapon was only a low-grade high-grade weapon, after infusing it with spiritual power, its strength was comparable to an ordinary weapon. However, it was actually cut in half by a single slash!
"Swoosh!" While he was still in a daze, Xiao Zui kicked him in the left side of his face, sending him flying.
Jun Changxiao said, "Sinful Self, you should treat the person who killed you like I did …"
"Whoosh —"
Turning around, he stepped forward and unsheathed his Elementary Grade Cold Edge Sword. A sword light flashed as he said, "Don't show any mercy!"
"Puchi!"
The attacking black-clothed man suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He stiffly lowered his head, and there was a slanted sword mark on his chest. Blood spurted out like rain.
The sword mark was deep and went straight to the vital point!
"Plop!"
The black-clothed man collapsed on the ground, and his consciousness gradually disappeared along with the flow of blood.
A Martial Disciple, killed with one slash!
This was Jun Changxiao's strength after breaking through to the fifth stage of the Martial Disciple realm.
Arrogant, crazy, and awesome.
Xiao Ziji's eyes were filled with shock when he saw the Sect Leader decisively kill a person.
"Damn!"
Su Xiaomo, who was fighting with his opponent, looked back and exclaimed, "The Sect Leader is so strong!"
"The Sect Leader is a Martial Disciple?" Li Qingyang was shocked.
He clearly remembered that the Sect Leader's strength was only at the eleventh stage of the Meridian Opening Realm!
Lu Qianqian forced the two black-clothed men to retreat with her mysterious sword technique. She thought, "So he has been hiding his strength all this time."
After witnessing the death of their companion, the four black-clothed men behind them were infuriated, and they all charged toward Jun Changxiao.
Sect Leader Jun retracted his sword and turned around. "Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Xiao Ziji's eyes turned cold. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands and unleashed all the strength in his muscles. He directly slashed at one of the black-clothed men who attacked the Sect Leader.
"Bang!"
The powerful and heavy Cold Edge Sword slammed into the martial artist's sword and broke it once again!
"Whoosh!"
Xiao Zui Ji waved his arms, and the Cold Edge Sword swept along the broken sword with a powerful force. With a splashing sound, blood splashed out.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
The black-clothed man retreated more than ten steps and covered his bleeding neck with one hand. His eyes were filled with despair and the light in his eyes gradually faded.
He knelt on the ground and slowly lowered his head.
Another companion was killed. The other three were so angry that their eyes were bloodshot. They rushed over like crazy.
Xiao Ziji walked over quickly and slashed with his sword.
Although he did not have any spiritual power, he activated his physical strength and combined it with the Elementary Grade Cold Edge Sword. His sword slashed down and left afterimages!
The black-clothed man who attacked first felt a chill in his heart and was forced to raise his sword to block.
"Bang!"
"Crack —"
The sword was cut in half!
The remaining power of the Cold Edge Sword did not diminish and ruthlessly slashed his left shoulder, directly cutting off his left arm!
"Die!"
At this moment, the other two black-clothed men stabbed over with their swords. They poured their spiritual power and the tip of their swords shone with a sharp luster.
"Not good!" Xiao Ziji's expression changed.
At this moment, he had just slashed down with his sword. Without the support of his spiritual power and movement technique, it was too late for him to dodge.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Two sword lights flashed in his field of vision, emitting a chill!
Then, Xiao Ziji saw blood splatter like a blooming rose.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
The two black-clothed men who attacked fell straight to the ground. There were fine sword marks on their Adam's apple.
"Sect Master's sword is so fast!" Xiao Ziji said in surprise.
Jun Changxiao withdrew his sword and said indifferently, "If you want to kill my Iron Bone Upright Sect disciple, you must be prepared to die in advance."
"Puchi!"
At this moment, one of the black-clothed men failed to dodge and was pierced through the heart by Lu Qianqian's sharp sword.
After killing someone, she pulled out her sword without even blinking. Using her graceful footwork, she appeared in front of another martial artist and pierced his chest again with a cold speed.
"Plop!"
The two black-clothed men fell to the ground together.
"Puchi!" Li Qingyang also relied on the Nine Style Wave Stacking Sword to injure a black-clothed man.
In a short time, six of the twelve black-clothed men died and three were injured!
The remaining three black-clothed men finally realized that their opponents were too strong. They could only use all their strength to force their opponents back and then tacitly flew towards the bushes.
They were very fast!
Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo were one step too late. It was a bit difficult for them to catch up.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Suddenly, three gunshots sounded like firecrackers, startling the birds in the forest and causing them to fly.
The three black-clothed men who escaped all had holes the size of walnuts on their backs. They fell to the ground with horrified gazes.
Jun Changxiao withdrew his spear and blew the smoke from the muzzle. He said coldly, "Since you dared to provoke my Iron Bone Sect, don't go back alive."
Li Qingyang and the others' ears were buzzing. The corners of their mouths twitched as they said, "Sect Master's spear is too scary!"