The Thunder Palace, Little Devil Sect, and Bloodflame Sect, three sixth-rate sects were completely annihilated.
Many people inferred from various information that if Iron Bone continued to commit crimes, the next sect to be annihilated would be the Wind and Rain Pavilion!
Annihilating three sixth-rate sects with lightning speed, this kind of strength shocked many martial artists.
Yes, that's right.
They had fought 74 rounds with the Sacred Spring Sect and won 74 rounds.
It was normal to annihilate a few evil sects with few disciples.
In the Falling Star Continent, other than the top sects, there weren't many disciples in the low-level evil sects because young people preferred to join the righteous sects.
For example, among the three sects that were annihilated, the Bloodflame Sect, which had the most disciples, only had two to three thousand disciples. It couldn't be compared to the Vast Qi Sect which had five to six thousand disciples.
However.
Two to three thousand disciples were quite a lot.
One must know that Jun Changxiao only brought a little more than five hundred disciples. Annihilating three sects in a row without losing a single one was already very powerful!
It was still the same sentence.
Everyone was at the Bronze level. How could you fight against me when I had six godly equipment?
There was no way to fight.
Therefore, the three sects were annihilated.
Even if it was the Vast Qi Sect, when faced with a well-equipped wolf cavalry, they would still be beaten black and blue.
Not to mention, they were riding on middle fifth grade Hurricane Wolves.
Not to mention that they could annihilate a sixth-rate or seventh-rate sect, even if they roared, they could scare the Martial Disciples out of their wits.
Jun Changxiao brought his disciples to Huayang County to seek justice. It could only be described as invincible.
… …
Wind and Rain Pavilion, Martial Arts Practice Field
Thousands of disciples gathered together and stared at the field. Two martial artists were fighting fiercely.
On the high platform.
The Wind and Rain Pavilion's Pavilion Master sat with an ugly expression.
Beside him, an old man with white hair and a ruddy complexion was stroking his beard with a smile on his face.
"Bang!"
After a while, the martial artist with a higher cultivation on the stage relied on an intricate fist art to send his opponent flying.
"Sigh."
The Wind and Rain Pavilion's Pavilion Master cupped his hands and said, "Elder He, your Sacred Fire Cliff's disciples are all dragons among men. My Wind and Rain Pavilion accepts our loss wholeheartedly."
Although Huayang County was also a ninth-rate county, it was stronger than Azure County because there were two fifth-rate sects, one righteous and one evil.
The Righteous Faction was called the House of Smoke.
The Evil Sect was known as the Sacred Fire Cliff.
In other words, Elder He and the Martial Cultivator who defeated the Stormwind Pavilion disciple were from the fifth rate Evil Sect.
They had come to the Windy Rain Pavilion for a friendly visit and had nothing better to do.
In the end, after five battles, a Sacred Fire Cliff disciple defeated all five Wind and Rain Pavilion disciples by himself.
As expected of a personal disciple, he was too strong!
Elder He smiled and said, "Pavilion Master Zhang's disciple is also quite strong. If he continues to cultivate, he will definitely have great achievements."
The Pavilion Master of Rainstorm Pavilion knew that this was just a polite greeting, so he naturally didn't take it to heart. He said, "I have already prepared some food and wine. Elder He, please …"
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud noise was heard.
The tightly shut mountain gate was instantly torn apart.
The Stormwind Pavilion Master's expression changed as killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"Ta, ta."
One by one, Hurricane Wolves carried Iron Bone disciples in.
"This is …"
Elder He asked in surprise, "Hurricane Wolf?"
"What?"
The Stormwind Pavilion Master's eyes were filled with astonishment.
After all, this kind of Vicious Beast was at least comparable to a fifth grade Martial Master!
"Pavilion Master Zhang."
Elder He smiled and said, "It seems that someone is here to cause trouble."
"Wrong."
Jun Changxiao rode on the Hurricane Wolf King and held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. He walked in from the outer gate and said indifferently, "I'm here to seek justice."
"Hmm?"
Elder He's smile disappeared and said, "Hurricane Wolf King?"
The Stormwind Pavilion Master's mouth twitched.
So many Hurricane Wolves were already shocking enough. He didn't expect someone to ride a Hurricane Wolf King!
"Friend."
He suppressed his shock and said in a deep voice, "You and I don't know each other. Why are you seeking justice?"
Jun Changxiao raised his blade and pointed at Elder He. "You shouldn't be from the Stormwind Pavilion. Quickly leave before you lose your life."
"What an arrogant child!" Elder He sneered.
Although the Hurricane Wolf King was strong, as a fifth-rate evil sect's Elder, how could he be afraid of this young man?
If he wasn't riding a fierce beast, with his cruel personality, he would've already killed him and crushed him like an ant.
Jun Changxiao said, "I've given you a chance. If you don't leave, then leave your life here."
He could tell from the aura that this white-haired old man must be from an evil sect. So what if he killed him? It didn't matter.
"Kekeke."
Elder He laughed strangely. "Brat, is it because you're riding a Hurricane Wolf King that you can be so arrogant?"
"What does that have to do with you?" Jun Changxiao said indifferently.
That Sacred Fire Cliff disciple said coldly, "Brat, get off the horse if you have the guts … get off the wolf and fight me!"
He definitely couldn't stand the humiliation of an Elder.
But he was afraid of the Hurricane Wolf King, so he could only issue a challenge in this way.
"Ant, you're not qualified to fight me."
Jun Changxiao said indifferently, "Zui Ji, take his head."
"Yes!"
Xiao Ziji jumped down from the wolf and walked over. The Cold Edge Sword in his hand shone with a silver light.
The Sacred Fire Cliff disciple sneered and took out his scimitar.
This was not a friendly fight, but a battle of life and death. So, both of them were filled with killing intent. They would show no mercy once they attacked!
The Stormwind Pavilion Master sneered.
This young man was at most a Level Five or Six Martial Master. He was definitely courting death!
"Great Desert Smoke!"
Suddenly, the Sacred Fire Cliff disciple attacked first. He waved the scimitar in his hand and slashed out a cold Saber Qi.
Xiao Ziji used the Cloud Treading Steps to break the Saber Qi. Then, he approached the disciple and slashed the air with his Cold Edge Sword.
He didn't practice any swordsmanship, but he poured powerful energy into the sword and slashed it out. Suddenly, a dazzling sword light appeared!
"Oh no!"
"Ding!"
The sword light swept over and mercilessly shattered the disciple's scimitar.
Whoosh — — —
The cold light dissipated.
The Sacred Fire Cliff disciple stood still, holding the broken scimitar in his right hand. His head had already flown off and fell on the stone floor.
One slash, instant kill!
"Cheng Yong!"
Elder He cried out in grief.
The Stormwind Pavilion Master beside him was shocked.
That Sacred Fire Cliff disciple was a Level Eight Martial Master. He had defeated five disciples in a row, but now, he was killed by one slash!
"Who are you?" He asked in a deep voice.
The Stormwind Pavilion Master guessed that this young man might be from a big sect since he was so strong and riding on the Hurricane Wolf King.
"Iron Bone Sect Master, Jun Changxiao."
Jun Changxiao said lightly.
"Iron Bone Sect?"
Elder He said angrily, "You killed my Sacred Fire Cliff disciple, so I won't stop until you die!"
"Sacred Fire Cliff?"
Jun Changxiao had never heard of it before.
The system said, "It's a fifth-rate evil sect in Huayang County. It's not inferior to Cangshan Sect and Sacred Spring Sect."
Jun Changxiao said, "No wonder you were so calm just now."
Damn it.
He wanted to destroy the last Stormwind Pavilion, but he offended a fifth-rate evil sect. This was really troublesome. If he couldn't do it, then … he would kill his way to the Sacred Fire Cliff.
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