The strength of Li Qingyang and the rest was nothing in front of thousands of foreign martial artists. But even so, they still insisted that they must have a proper style!
Sure enough.
What kind of Patriarch could bring up what kind of disciple.
However, Ye Xingchen stepped on the wine jar. Although he looked like a majestic Martial Emperor, Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo were trying hard to hold back their laughter.
"Huff, huff!"
"Huff, huff!"
An even more powerful force came from the direction of the 5,000 experts.
Because Jun Changxiao was torturing the bald man, they were worried that it would affect their big brother. Therefore, they held back a lot of strength in the first wave of attack. This time, there was someone blocking in front of them, so they had no scruples!
"Retreat!"
Lu Qianqian said.
"Shua! Shua! Shua! "
In an instant, Li Qingyang and the rest appeared behind Jun Changxiao. They changed from fighting mode to Patriarch waving the flag and shouting.
Running away after acting cool was simply too exciting.
"Boom!"
Jun Changxiao kicked the bald man's face fiercely and then kicked him in front of his disciple. He turned his head around with eagle eyes.
This sharp and ruthless gaze shocked the thousands of people. They subconsciously stopped, and a strong sense of uneasiness rose in their hearts.
"Go! Go! "
An expert comparable to Wu Sheng shouted angrily.
Although Jun Changxiao's gaze was terrifying, he was just one person. If everyone swarmed him, wouldn't they be able to deal with him?
The thousands of martial artists who came from unknown places were obviously mentally strong. After a short period of adjustment, they rushed over like desperadoes!
"Shua!"
Jun Changxiao took a step forward. His right hand grasped the void, and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Sky Tyrant Spear appeared out of thin air, forming a sweeping momentum!
"Boom, boom, boom!"
All kinds of energy beams were annihilated by the spear.
Jun Changxiao seemed to have turned into a God of War. He rushed in with his spear and fought with thousands of martial artists.
"..."
The Gate Master of the Demon Emperor's Gate was stunned.
If there were only a few thousand Wu Huang, he could also do it so easily. However, there were many Semi-Saints and Wu Sheng among them. Just fighting a battle of attrition would exhaust him.
Li Qingyang and the others looked calm.
It was not uncommon for a Patriarch to fight a few thousand people by himself in the Planar Battlefield. Some of the more impressive ones had even fought against twenty thousand people.
At that time, Jun Changxiao had relied on his unstoppable blade to cut grass. Now, he was only relying on a weapon that could not be considered above divine grade to fight. It was obvious that his strength had improved significantly!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The spear light carried a supreme might as it pierced through heaven and earth.
Several thousand martial artists who came to the bald man's aid were either obliterated on the spot or swept away.
Due to the burning of the previous budget and the high pay of Jun Changxiao and his disciples, the scene of this one-on-one fight with thousands of people was obviously crudely produced. Most of the scenes were also shot in slow motion, so it ended hastily in just over ten minutes.
"Wow!"
Puff!
Several thousand martial artists were lying on the collapsed ground. Some had been obliterated on the spot, while others were severely injured and vomiting blood. They had completely lost their ability to fight.
The Demon Emperor's Gate's Gate Master's eyes were filled with despair.
A team formed by so many top-level martial artists could easily wipe out all the top sects on the continent. Now, Jun Changxiao had single-handedly taken care of them!
With him around, how can I achieve great things!?
"…"
The most depressed was Xiao Ziji. He had activated his exclusive Divine Weapon's sure-kill skill. He thought that the Patriarch would leave a few for him to use, but they were all killed.
The main reason was that Jun Changxiao was annoyed, so he took action and used these martial artists who had appeared out of nowhere as punching bags.
"Patriarch."
Li Qingyang said, "The Demon Emperor's Gate's Gate Master has run away again!"
"Hmm?"
Only then did Jun Changxiao realize that the guy had disappeared. He sneered and said, "A monk can run away, but can the temple run away?"
He temporarily gave up on blackmailing the Demon Emperor's Gate's Gate Master and walked to the beaten bald man.
This guy called Yun Xing had been ordered to come, but he was defeated before he could roll up his sleeves. His tragedy was not inferior to the Soul Race's Temple Master who had been sucked into the vacuum.
Jun Changxiao sat on the prepared chair and played with a special compass in his hand. He said, "Who are you, and where are you from?"
The space suddenly collapsed, and then a group of martial artists in strange clothes jumped out. They kept saying "Falling Star Continent", which made him think that they were not local martial artists. They might have come from other planes.
"Damn … damn you …" The bald man was quite resistant. He was beaten so badly, but he could still speak. "I … I won't say anything!"
"You won't say anything?"
Jun Changxiao clasped his fingers and said with a sinister smile, "Don't regret it."
The bald man suddenly felt that something was wrong. Suddenly, he felt the sky darken, and then there was a rumbling sound in his ears.
He was inside the Heaven Origin Soul Suppressing Pagoda, which had been activated in defensive mode.
"Erya!"
Jun Changxiao shouted coldly, "Come out and teach him a lesson."
"Whoosh!"
Erya, who was in her loli form, appeared out of thin air, but she said in surprise, "Master, this guy is human."
Her Soul Suppressing Whip was used to teach and purify unclean things, such as the evil attribute, or the souls of the Soul Race.
As for humans …
"Try it." Jun Changxiao said, "Maybe he's sensitive to the Soul Suppressing Whip."
"Uh … Okay."
Erya raised her hand, and the Soul Suppressing Whip appeared out of thin air.
"Tsk."
The bald man sneered in his heart.
For an expert at his level, even if he was seriously injured, how could a whip be able to …
"Pa!"
Suddenly, the Soul Suppressing Whip was on his back. The intense pain instantly interrupted the bald man's thoughts. Then, he screamed with a ferocious expression, "Ah —"
"Master."
Erya said in surprise, "It's effective!"
"Then teach him a lesson," Jun Changxiao said lightly.
"Okay!"
"Pa pa pa!"
"Pa pa pa pa!"
The sound of the whip lashing rang out one after another, intertwining into a beautiful melody. At the same time, it was accompanied by the bald man's squeals.
After a few minutes of teaching, Jun Changxiao gestured for Erya to stop and asked, "Do you want to talk?"
"… Talk … I'll talk …" The bald man, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, said weakly.
In fact, when Erya lashed out for the first time, he already had the intention to talk, but the former did not give him a chance to speak at all and directly used a set of teaching combo attacks.
The Soul Suppressing Whip was used to whip the soul, which was a soul attack. So, whether it was the evil aura or human, it was difficult to resist.
…
"Name."
"Yun Xing."
"Identity."
"One of the six … six generals under the Star Navigation King …"
"Star Navigation King?"
Jun Changxiao said, "What's your background?"
"Uh …" The bald man was silent for a while, then gave the simplest explanation, "Traveling the universe, robbing and robbing."
"So, you're a bandit." Jun Changxiao understood.
In fact, this Star Navigation King was what the bald man and his subordinates called themselves. In other planes, they called it the Star Bandit King.
"You came to the Falling Star Continent to rob?" Jun Changxiao asked.
The bald man said, "Yes … We came to occupy it as a temporary transit point, so that we can rob other planes on the way …"
"Where's your boss?"
"He … He went to other planes …"
Jun Changxiao's eyes suddenly lit up.
Since this Star Navigation King liked to rob other planes, he must have a lot of martial arts resources in his hands. If he robbed him, wouldn't he be rich immediately?
"How strong is your boss?"
"Comparable to the highest level in the Falling Star Continent."
"Martial Emperor?"
Jun Changxiao fell silent.
If he encountered a powerhouse of this level, his chances of winning were not very high.
The System said, "With the host's current cultivation, you have no chance of winning at all if you encounter a Martial Emperor powerhouse."
"…"
These words pierced Jun Changxiao's heart.
However, since that guy was so strong, he had to be careful. So, he asked, "Which plane is your boss robbing? Will he come to the Falling Star Continent?"
"Boss is now in the Spiritas Continent … If he knows that I failed, he will definitely …"
The bald man hadn't even finished speaking when Jun Chang Xiao pulled him over and asked, "What continent did you just say?"
"Soul … Spiritas Continent!"
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