Chapter 115: Jun is in charge, so is Niuren! (1/2)

Disciples of Wu Shengquan were unable to accept Mo Shangfei's stunned death, so he put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and seemed to have a shot.

Lu Yan, Su Xiaomo, and others did not counsel, as long as you dare to do it, we will definitely dare to pull the sword!

At this moment, the iron bone of the iron bone pie faction is vividly displayed!

I used to be in Heifengzhai. A disciple was greedy for life and feared death.

Now that he is facing the Holy Spring Sect, his disciples have no fear at all, but dare to roll up their sleeves and stand up against the enemy, which makes him even more pleased.

I don't expect my disciples, how talented they are.

I don't care if my disciple is noble or not.

I just hope that my disciples, with a sincere heart, regard themselves as a member of the Iron Bone School, living and dying together, and being rich together.

”Jun heads.”

Elder Quan Shengzong disdainfully said, ”What do your disciples mean?”

Xun Jun often smiled and said lightly: ”What do your disciples mean, what do my disciples mean? Don't be fooled and understand.”

Disciples are so bloody, they have to counsel themselves, what else do they do, and what protagonists?

Oh shit!

Isn't that just a stand?

Laozi's hard-to-get sword has long been hunger and thirsty!

At that moment, Jun Chang smiled anxiously and took off his coat, revealing the left Qinglong and right white tiger, slap the chest with a big knife, roared a yang finger and a lion and made a move, and shouted: ”You come!”

No wonder, calm, it turned out that there are hard-to-find swords to rely on.

Qin Haoran and the heads of various factions laughed.

I dare not meet the elder Shengquan, so it is difficult for you to leave Lingquan with your disciples.

At this moment, Xie Guangkun came out to persuade him, ”Elder Secretary, Jun is in charge, but it is just a disciple's discussion, there is no need to make such an outrage.”

He is more inclined to laugh, and hopes to get through this disaster.

”Xie Chengzhu.”

Qin Haoran said lightly: ”The elder is one of the eight elders of the Holy Spring Sect, and the head of the Jiuliu sect, and speaks in such a tone, it is too presumptuous.”

”Qin Alliance Lord.”

Xun Jun often laughed and took out the martial arts level waist card, and said lightly: ”Please widen your dog's eyes to show this seat clearly, my iron bones are now bastard.”

Qi Qin Haoran angered, ”What did you say!”

”did not hear clearly?”

Xun Jun often smiled, raised his hand, raised his middle finger, and raised his head, ”This seat says, you, the leader of the 100 Sects, are just a dog in front of the Holy Spring Sect.”

Just look at the joke. He won't say anything, but the yin and yang's weird wind must be ignited and must be sprayed directly without going through the program.

Qi Qin Haoran, as the leader of the Liuliu martial arts, and the leader of the Hundred Sects of Alliance, can't tolerate being so humiliated, and all the killings suddenly appeared without concealment.

”啧啧.”

The Elder Wu Shengquan Zong said, ”An eight-class sect, who dares to humiliate Qin Meng so arrogantly, seems to have no dignity in Qingyang County.”

He also ignites the wind, and uses it more skillfully.

”Click!”

Qin Haoran clenched his fists and stepped forward.

However, as soon as I moved a step, I heard a sound of ‘嘭’ in the distance. The stone slab a few inches in front of my feet was blown out by a streamer!

”Brush! Brush! Brush!”

The three elders of Wu Shengquan were standing up, looking grimly towards the streamer, and found a person standing on the high slope, holding a smoking long object in his hand.

Xie Guangkun and the heads of the various factions also looked at the past one after another, with a lot of shock in their hearts.

The streamer was coming too fast, they almost didn't catch it!

It was ... a hidden weapon?

The three elders of the Holy Spring Sect looked at each other, and there was a rare dignity in their eyes.

The speed and strength of the streamer let them judge that if there is no spiritual protection, they will be hit if they are hit!

”You all.”

Jun Chang laughed sitting on a chair, raised Erlang's legs, and clasped his fingers on his legs. He smiled, ”I have a disciple who is proficient in all kinds of hidden weapons. There are 36,000 hidden weapons. To sacrifice for divine power. ”

God's majesty?