There were so many members of the Buried Moon Pavilion and so many rare beasts. Jun Changxiao didn't escape because … it was too late.
If he explained to them that he was just passing by, they would definitely not believe him, so he could only fight!
Some people might say.
If this guy didn't run, there must be a mission.
Sorry, there is no mission.
The reason why he chose to fight head-on was because he didn't have the ability to fight against the Ten Immortal Sects when they came to make trouble. He was very depressed.
In short.
I can't beat them, but I can't beat you?
Come on!
Whoever is afraid is a coward!
In that moment, facing thousands of martial artists and thousands of monster beasts, Jun Changxiao stood tall and straight, looking like a true man who could support the heavens!
"Humph!"
The members of the Buried Moon Pavilion who rushed over sneered when they saw that guy take out a knife.
Who was he trying to scare with a toy knife?
"Jun Changxiao!"
The leading black-robed old man shouted, "There is a way to heaven, but you don't want to take it. There is no way you can leave this place alive today!"
"Hell?"
Jun Changxiao bent down, put on the posture of drawing the knife, and said coldly, "As you wish!"
There were so many members of the Buried Moon Pavilion on the island. It must be the headquarters. Since he had found it by accident, he had to settle the matter of using special means to control Yao Mengying today!
"Whoosh!"
His aura erupted, and killing intent filled the air.
Jun Changxiao hadn't used the Hard Blade since it was upgraded to the fourth generation. He didn't mind using thousands of members of the Buried Moon Pavilion.
What's more, these people didn't look good. Killing them shouldn't be called cruel.
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
In an instant, several powerhouses of the Truth Seeking Realm took the lead to attack.
Although the aura they emitted was not at the peak level, it still had a huge oppressive force!
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
The space began to tremble under the disturbance of the power.
Jun Changxiao was a little panicked. If the reader was right, the fourth generation of the Hard Blade couldn't compete with the Truth Seeking Realm, he was afraid that … he would be fine. He still had the Escape Talisman given by the big gift pack. If the situation went wrong, he could escape immediately!
He had thought of a way out before the fight even started.
"Demonic Finger!"
"Spiritual Light Flash!"
"Great Demonic Formless Technique!"
"Whoosh!"
"Hu hu!"
Several Buried Moon Pavilion experts hadn't even arrived yet, but all kinds of long-range demonic martial arts techniques were already being used. For a moment, the screen was filled with special effects, tearing apart space and distorting it!
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
All kinds of powerful demonic beasts that were extinct in the Upper Realm also came over.
Jun Changxiao was completely sealed off by the three forces of the sea, land, and air. If he could not pull out his saber, he would be surrounded and beaten to death.
"Where there's life, there's hope!" The System stopped him. "Let's run!"
"Thank you for your kind words!"
Jun Changxiao took a step forward, and at the moment when all kinds of gorgeous martial arts were about to press down on him, he relied on the special ability of roaring and shouted, "Bankai!"
Clang — — —
Under the background music and the sound of knives being unsheathed, the beach suddenly erupted with powerful energy. Billowing dust was stirred up, forming a tornado that soared into the sky.
The Truth Seeking experts all stopped, their eyes filled with disbelief!
From their perspective, the powerful energies formed by the martial arts techniques were all stagnant at the edge of the sandstorm, as if they were grabbed by an invisible hand and could not move at all!
What was going on?
The members of the Buried Moon Pavilion who came later were all dumbfounded.
So much powerful energy was suddenly frozen in midair. It was simply too inconceivable!
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
The demonic beasts and birds that rushed out from the sky and the forest let out low growls, their eyes gradually filled with fear.
In terms of danger perception, beasts were stronger than humans.
Boom!
Suddenly, the sound of a heavy landing came from inside the rotating tornado. The billowing dust suddenly dispersed, and a huge scythe appeared in sight first.
The head of the scythe was very long, and the blade shone with a sharp luster. Due to its shape, it looked like a crescent moon. At the top of the slender handle, two blood-red ribbons danced in the wind.
Gulp!
The members of the Buried Moon Pavilion gulped, but they could not stop the chill from rising.
The shape of the scythe was not scary. What was scary was that the entire blade exuded an extremely strong aura of death!
Smack!
Jun Changxiao grabbed the handle of his scythe with one hand and gently raised his head. It was unknown when he had put on a black robe, but a grave and stern face gradually appeared. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, forming an evil and charming smile.
Wearing a black robe and holding a scythe.
He looked like the God of Death from hell!
"Hu!"
Jun Changxiao put the scythe on his shoulder and covered his face with his left hand, laughing creepily. "Hahaha. Are you ready to go to hell?"
BAM! BAM! BAM!
[Unstoppable Saber, Fourth Form] The two lines of bold and powerful words instantly occupied the entire screen and were accompanied by a vibration effect.
The few experts of the Truth Seeking Stage retreated in shock.
When the scythe on Jun Changxiao's back seemed to have turned into the God of Death, they finally felt the crisis of death!
All kinds of special demonic beasts were the first to have a premonition. At this moment, they all turned around and ran back, the fear in their eyes growing more and more intense.
This was not a human being!
This was a monster! This was a devil!
"Shua!"
Jun Changxiao waved his hand, and the huge scythe cut through the void. The extremely cold saber aura flew into the depths of the forest and swept from one side. The space on the path was ruthlessly cut apart, showing a deep and long crack.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The demonic beasts fleeing in this direction all stopped and looked at the space crack in front of them that blocked their passage. They were so shocked that their eyeballs almost popped out!
"Shua!"
"Shua!"
Jun Changxiao swung his scythe and slashed at the void three more times. Streams of light instantly split the space in three directions, joining together with the previous spatial cracks to form a quadrangular area, trapping the members of the Buried Moon Pavilion and the Demonic Beasts inside.
Profound Meaning.
Space Cage!
"Hmm?"
Ryu Sinan, who was sitting on the shore and reminiscing about a bowl of fried rice for more than half a month, raised his head and looked at the boundless ocean. He said in surprise, "The energy fluctuation just now seems to be … the power of space?"
He was very far away from Jun Changxiao, but he could feel the space vibration because of the Space Spirit in him.
"Let's go take a look."
Ryu Sinan carried the sarcophagus on his back and flew toward the deep sea.
The space energy fluctuation was always there, guiding him accurately. He should not get lost.
…
Hidden Spirit Island.
Looking down from a high altitude, one could clearly see the square space crack. The scene was very shocking.
The cage was indeed comparable to hell because the aura of death was too strong!
All kinds of demonic beasts that stopped at the edge of the space crack in the forest trembled violently. Even the birds were so scared that they fell to the ground.
The members of the Buried Moon Pavilion were so scared that their faces turned green.
With a wave of his hand, the space was cut.
Was the scythe in that guy's hand … a Divine Artifact?!
"Ta!"
Jun Changxiao walked over and stopped in front of the nearest Truth-seeking Realm expert. He said in a cold voice, "Where is the Demonic Ancestor?"
"…"
The closer the giant scythe was, the stronger the aura of death that seemed to come from hell became. The pressure made his hands and legs tremble, and his scalp feel like it was about to explode.
"No … No … No comment!"
Although this Truth-seeking Realm expert was suppressed, his mind was still firm. He would not betray his faith because of fear.
"Then you."
"You can die now."
Jun Changxiao raised the scythe, and the blade in the shape of a crescent moon was pressed against his neck. He announced the death sentence in a cold voice.
"Puchi …"
The head flew out, and blood splattered.
When the body fell, Jun Changxiao came in front of another Buried Moon Pavilion expert and said the same thing, "Where is the Demonic Ancestor?"
There was no emotion in his eyes and words, as if he was the God of Death from hell.
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