Xiao Zui was the winner of the first battle.
He also followed the Sect Master's order and beat Wan Xiuxian until he was half dead.
From the way he spat out blood, it would be hard for him to get out of bed without three to five months of rest.
Elder Zhan frowned and said, "What a piece of trash."
"Wah!"
Wan Xiuxian spat out another mouthful of blood.
He wanted to show off in front of the two Deicide Temple elders, but he ended up in such a miserable state.
Elder Zhan was very surprised that Xiao Zui was able to defeat the elder of Point Star Valley, but that was all because he could easily defeat such a level of martial arts practitioner.
The martial artists were not surprised, but they were shocked.
Especially Alliance Master Qin and the elders of the alliance. Their faces were ugly.
Xiao Ziji's victory over the elder of Star Point Valley gave them a sense of deja vu.
Thinking about it carefully, they realized that it was the Iron Bone challenging the Sacred Spring Sect!
At that time, the people of the Hundred Sect Alliance believed that the Iron Bone disciples would be defeated by the Sacred Spring Sect disciples. But in the end, they were slapped in the face with victory after victory!
Now that he defeated the elder of Star Point Valley, it was also a slap in the face.
The martial artists who came to help were not only shocked, but also overjoyed.
Although there were still nine battles to be fought, at least Iron Bone had won the first battle!
Jun Changxiao said, "Send someone for the second battle."
"Brother Zhan."
Another Martial King said, "Why don't you go up and spar with the disciples of Iron Bone?"
"That's what I was thinking." Elder Zhan smiled sinisterly.
He did not want to waste too much time in Azure Sun County. As long as he won the first battle and witnessed all the disciples of Iron Bone commit suicide, he could return to the sect to cultivate in peace.
Swoosh!
Elder Zhan jumped up and landed on the Life and Death Ring. He said proudly with his hands behind his back, "Sect Master Jun, are you going to fight yourself or send your disciples?"
"It's over, it's over."
The martial artists of Azure Sun County had ugly expressions.
This was the Martial King of the Deicide Temple. As long as he went up the Life and Death Ring, no one in Iron Bone would be qualified to fight him!
What awaited Sect Leader Jun and his disciples after losing a battle was collective suicide.
The system said, "Rank one Martial King, high level."
Only a rank one Martial King?
Jun Changxiao said, "I won't fight, and neither will my disciples."
"Who will fight?"
"Me."
A lazy voice came from below the stage.
Elder Zhan and the others hurriedly turned their gazes over.
A middle-aged man yawned as he walked over. This person's attire was somewhat similar to that of the Iron Bone disciples. For example, they were both very bright and eye-catching.
However, that guy's eyes were still half-closed, as if he was still asleep.
Elder Zhan frowned.
He instantly determined that this person was also a Martial King!
"This is …" Elder Zhan asked.
The middle-aged man stopped in front of Jun Changxiao and yawned. He introduced himself, "I'm Jiang Bujian, the elder of Iron Bone Clan."
You must be the same as me. You've only heard of Jianghu Meet Again, but you've never heard of Jiang Bu See You Again.
"You don't even change your surname?" Jun Changxiao asked through telepathy.
"There are as many cultivators with the surname Jiang as there are grains of sand in Ganges. The Fiend Demon Sect will definitely not think that I'm Jiang Ya," the middle-aged man replied.
It turned out that Jiang Ya was Jiang Bujian.
The middle-aged man's appearance was naturally due to his disguise.
Although he was an elder of the Iron Bone Clan, he was still working part-time in the Fiend Demon Sect's branch. He couldn't show his real face and name.
"Jiang Bujian?"
Elder Zhan thought for a while and said, "Brother Guo, have you heard of this Martial King before? Have you seen him before?"
Martial … Martial King?
The evil cultivators of Qingyang County and Huayang County all widened their eyes when they heard this.
Many people were already surprised that the Iron Bone Clan had an elder. They never thought that this elder would be a Martial King!
Alliance Master Qin and the alliance members were dumbfounded.
Of course, they didn't think that the Godslaying Hall elder was joking. Then, this lazy middle-aged man was undoubtedly a Martial King!
"A seventh-rate sect has an elder with Martial King cultivation. Isn't this too inconceivable?"
The evil cultivators couldn't accept it.
If it was a sixth-rate or fifth-rate sect, it would be understandable to have a Martial King elder. But for a seventh-rate sect to have such an expert, it was definitely very explosive!
Looking at the expressions on everyone's faces, Jun Changxiao thought, "My Iron Bone Clan has a Martial King. Is there a need to be so surprised?"
Martial King Guo shook his head and said, "I've never seen or heard of him."
Jiang Ya said, "I'm from Lu Prefecture in the northeast. Naturally, you've never seen or heard of him."
So that's how it is!
Elder Zhan laughed strangely and said, "A small seventh-rate sect can recruit a Martial King from Lu Prefecture in the northeast as an elder. It's really surprising."
It was more than surprising.
It was simply too surprising!
The twenty evil cultivators secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, the Godslaying Hall had sent two Martial Kings. Otherwise, there would be countless casualties if this big guy came over.
Martial King.
The King of Martial Dao.
An expert of this level, in front of a Martial Disciple, Martial Master, or even Wuzong, was definitely an insurmountable mountain!
"Stop talking nonsense."
Jiang Ya said impatiently, "Hurry up and start. After this, this elder still needs to go to sleep."
Because his opponent was also a Martial King, Elder Zhan put away his contempt and his gaze became abnormally solemn.
"Swish!"
With a wave of his hand, a sinister and terrifying evil aura erupted. The momentum could be said to be vast!
As expected of a Martial King level evil cultivator, in terms of aura and attributes, it was not something that a third stage Wuzong like Wan Xiuxian could compare to!
However, just as Elder Zhan was about to make a move, Jiang Ya used the Cloud Treading Steps and instantly approached.
He had learned most of the cultivation techniques in Iron Bone, and his understanding was much stronger than the disciples. It could be seen from the way he used the Cloud Treading Steps.
His martial arts were strong, and his understanding of martial arts was also high. Therefore, his comprehension of cultivation techniques was definitely not something that low level martial artists could compare to.
For example, Ye Xingchen.
His understanding of Iron Bone's various cultivation techniques was far superior to that of Jun Changxiao.
Unfortunately, although he was proficient in the cultivation techniques, his cultivation could not improve.
If Ye Xingchen was also a Martial King, he would definitely be stronger than Jiang Ya if he used the sect's cultivation techniques at the same time.
After all, he was once one of the ten great Martial Emperors. His martial arts experience was rich. In the entire Falling Star Continent, only the other nine Martial Emperors could compete with him.
"Boom!"
Jiang Ya quickly approached and without saying anything, he used the Mountain Splitting Palm.
This kind of middle grade high grade martial skill, when executed in his hands, the power was naturally extraordinary!
"Thump, thump, thump!"
Elder Zhan staggered back a few steps and said in shock, "You … you are a second stage Martial King!?"
When experts exchanged blows, the difference between them was obvious!
"Otherwise?"
Jiang Ya appeared behind him and punched out with his right fist filled with two million jin of strength. His strong attributes exploded, and the space became distorted, as if it was about to be torn apart!
"Rumble!"
Elder Zhan did not have time to react before he was hit in the back. He was pushed back from the center of the Life and Death Arena to the edge. His body immediately felt intense pain.
One move was over.
The fist print was left in the space, as if it was frozen!
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
What kind of terrifying strength could shake the space and cause the fist print to freeze and not dissipate?
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