Chapter 1262 Arrogance
“Tsk, tsk, it looks like your Kunlun faction’s trip to the underground city will not be easy this time,” the old naughty boy laughed at the side.
Xuan Qingzi glared at the old naughty boy fiercely, and without bothering to argue with the old naughty boy, he appeared in front of Chongyangzi in a flash.
"Calm down! What happened! Why are you the only one coming out?" Xuan Qingzi asked angrily.
When he saw his nephew coming out alone, he had a bad feeling.
You know, his Kunlun faction has more than 2,000 people who have entered. Even if there are heavy casualties, the dignified leader will not have no guards around him.
Chongyangzi was startled and almost thought Liu Jun was catching up.
After taking a closer look, he discovered that it was the supreme elder of his sect, his uncle Xuan Qingzi.
"Uncle, they are all dead, they are all dead," Chongyangzi shouted while holding his head and showing pain.
Xuan Qingzi frowned, "Everything is dead, please make it clear"
"Disciple, all the disciples are dead. Those Kunlun disciples we entered the underground city were all killed by Qianzi." Chongyangzi burst into tears.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. This was not just killing one or two people. There were at least two thousand practitioners from the Kunlun Sect who entered the underground city this time. It was said that they came out in full force. No exaggeration.
They were all killed. This is going to end the Kunlun Sect’s inheritance!
Don’t cry, if it were their sect, the leader would have committed suicide on the spot.
With a "pop" sound, Xuan Qingzi slapped Chongyangzi directly, "You are the head of a sect with more than a dozen elders, and Qianzi killed all the disciples. I want you to be a waste." What’s the point of being the leader!”
"Uncle Master" Chongyangzi was knocked to the ground by a slap and looked at Xuan Qingzi with despair.
He knows that he will no longer be the head of the Kunlun Sect in the future, because the Supreme Elder has the power of supervision. Because of his reasons, more than two thousand disciples died. For such a big incident, let alone dismiss him. As for the head position, it would not be an exaggeration to kill him.
"Qing Muzi, you Maoshan have to give me an explanation for the Kunlun Sect." Xuan Qingzi looked at Qing Muzi not far away, his eyes sharp and his tone unkind.
"Oh" Qing Muzi replied expressionlessly, as if he didn't take Xuan Qingzi seriously at all.
Xuan Qingzi's anger surged, "Qing Muzi, is this how perfunctory you Maoshan is? Fortunately, you are still a decent family, and you are harboring such a devil!"
"Oh, if you want to fight, then fight." Qing Muzi's arm shook, and a long sword with cold light appeared, as if he would start fighting if he disagreed.
Xuan Qingzi’s face turned dark, this special meow should be so protective of his calf! The problem is that Qing Muzi is not weak in strength, and his swordsmanship is at its peak. It is not certain who will win in a real fight.
He is a generation older than Qing Muzi, and he won the fight, and he bullied the younger one.
If he loses, it will be even more embarrassing and his reputation will be ruined, so as long as he takes action, no matter whether he wins or loses, it is not worthwhile for him.
"Humph, I have plenty of time to fight with you, but I'll deal with that devil in your Maoshan first!" Xuan Qingzi said with a livid face.
"Oh" Qing Muzi put away his sword and said another word.
At this time, people from other forces also walked out from the exit.
The expressions of everyone are getting weirder and weirder. The people who come out are all in ragged clothes and covered with bruises.
They don’t look like practitioners from major forces, but rather like soldiers who have just lost a battle.
"It's finally out." A disciple whose clothes could no longer tell which force he belonged to knelt directly on the ground, looking up to the sky and sighing, with tears streaming down his face.
"I'm still alive. It's so good to be alive." Just when everyone was surprised, another disciple also knelt on the ground, looking like he was thanking heaven and earth.
Although I don’t know what these people went through in the dungeon, looking at this, their hearts are quite hurt. This trip to the dungeon will probably cast a shadow on these people for the rest of their lives.
From morning to evening, all the practitioners who entered the underground city, as long as they were alive, had basically come out.
But the money they were thinking about was not even visible.
"What's going on? Qianzi won't die inside, right?"
"Shit, have you ever heard a word that good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years"
"There's nothing wrong with that money man. He's so scheming and powerful. No matter who dies, he won't die either." "Inside"
Everyone was discussing fiercely. Even if the exit of the dungeon was about to be closed, they did not believe that Liu Jun would die inside.
Sure enough, when the big stone door at the exit slowly fell, a figure carrying a huge coffin appeared. "Money!"
"Evil star!"
"Devil!"
Everyone has different expressions. This guy has killed so many powerful people and still dares to come out so carelessly. How arrogant is this?
At least pretend to be someone from another force and get out.
“This boy is really brave,” Xiaoyao Sanren smiled bitterly.
Qing Muzi did not speak, but raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he had expected Liu Jun to do this.
"Boy, you killed so many people from my Kunlun sect and you still dare to show up so arrogantly. I will get rid of you as a demon for the sake of the world today!" In front of Liu Jun.
"You are so old, why are you still so shameless? You Kunlun faction can surround me, but I can't kill you instead? What, is your father a golden-winged roc?" Liu Jun turned over. Rolling his eyes, he said angrily.
Xuan Qingzi was immediately furious, and Liu Jun called his father a golden-winged roc! Doesn’t that mean he is a birdman?
“Oh my god, it’s just money, so arrogant”
"My brother is amazing. He killed so many people and still dared to scold someone as an elder."
"I have decided that no matter what happens to Qianzi today, he will always be my idol"
< br>Some older practitioners did not speak out, while those who spoke out were young practitioners.
In their eyes, Liu Jun's move really impressed them. No normal person would have the courage to confront the supreme elders of other sects.
You know, in the world of spiritual practice, where seniority is very important, Liu Jun is two whole generations shorter than Xuan Qingzi. If it were someone else, their elders would have to teach them a lesson without the other party taking action. A meal.
"Tsk, tsk, Xuan Qingzi, you are so old and you are here today." The old naughty boy from Xiaoyao Sect sat cross-legged on a big rock next to him and looked at Xuan Qingzi with a mocking look on his face.
Xuan Qingzi did not pay attention to the old naughty boy, but looked at Qingmuzi who was not far away with a gloomy face. "Qingmuzi, this devil belongs to your Maoshan sect. What do you want to say?"
"Kill if you want," Qing Muzi said calmly.
Liu Jun suddenly felt very aggrieved, "Uncle, you are ruthless, cold and unreasonable. It hurts my heart so much."
The corner of Qing Muzi's mouth twitched a few times, and he put his hand on the hilt of the sword with some control. Can't help myself anymore.
Liu Jun saw Qing Muzi's movements from the corner of his eye, and quickly pointed at Xuan Qingzi, "Old guy, stop talking nonsense, come on!"
After not seeing each other for a few days, his uncle Qing Muzi's temper became a bit louder again, Can't afford to offend.
"Arrogant" Xuan Qingzi snorted coldly, and his tyrannical power exploded instantly. His figure flashed before Liu Jun, and he slashed with his sword.
The reason why he did not take action when Liu Jun appeared was because he was worried about Qing Muzi's existence.
Now it seems that Qing Muzi has no intention of intervening, and seems to want to use him as a whetstone to temper Liu Jun.
In this case, let's see which one breaks first, the knife or the stone.
Although Liu Jun looked very casual, he didn't dare to slack off in his heart. As the so-called expert knows when he makes a move, Xuan Qingzi's strength can at least surpass that good-for-nothing Chongyangzi.
Faced with Xuan Qingzi's fierce sword, Liu Jun gathered all his strength and swung the sword fiercely.
Green light and black light intertwined, and the two swords shook together, making a deafening collision sound.
The two were separated at the first touch, each taking a few steps back.
"Boy, you still have some strength, but it's a pity that you are too crazy and you are destined to die young." Xuan Qingzi's face was solemn. He knew that Liu Jun was very strong. He knew that Liu Jun was very strong. It was impossible to defeat Chongyangzi who was not strong, but he didn't expect to be so strong.
"Old guy, you can't do this either," Liu Jun said with a relaxed look.
Everyone around them looked surprised. Xuan Qingzi was the pillar of the Kunlun Sect, and he was actually on a par with Qianzi? Who would believe this?
"Maoshan is really a place where freaks come out," Xiaoyao Sanren sighed.
At such a young age, with such strength, let alone Maoshan’s calf protector, if it were him, he would risk his life to protect him.
(End of this chapter)