The Tiegu Sect faced trouble, and the martial cultivators of Qingyang Commandery came to help—this deeply moved Jun Changxiao, but his own matters, he definitely had to handle himself. How could he implicate others?

“Hmph.”

Shen Tong smiled coldly and said: “Putting on an act of composure.”

With so many evil sect disciples, plus two Wuwang—he didn’t believe this guy wasn’t afraid, wasn’t timid!

Qin Haoran was convinced that even with so many martial artists supporting them, the Tiegu Sect’s doom was inevitable.

However.

Not all Hundred Sects Alliance members were gloating.

Many bigwigs and disciples following behind showed slightly embarrassed and awkward expressions.

They had also been bullied quite a bit by Huayang Commandery evil sects and had always dared to be angry but not speak out. Jun Changxiao’s single-handed destruction of four evil sects had greatly relieved their frustration.

Now that the other side faced trouble, not to mention being able to help in any way, following the Alliance Leader and others to watch the joke—this was really going too far.

“Qin Haoran.”

Xie Guangkun said with a cold face: “If you’ve brought people over to watch the joke, please get lost immediately. Qingyang City doesn’t welcome you.”

When they went to challenge the Holy Spring Sect, the Hundred Sects Alliance from Qingyang Commandery came to watch the joke—he had already had objections then. Now evil sects were attacking, and they came to watch the joke again—if this could be tolerated, what couldn’t be!

Qin Haoran’s complexion turned gloomy.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Jun Changxiao say: “Those who come from afar are guests—how can Alliance Leader Qin let people tell him to get lost?”

“Hmph.”

Xie Guangkun snorted coldly.

Even the City Lord wasn’t giving him face like this, so naturally the Qingyang City families and martial cultivators wouldn’t give Qin Haoran a good look either.

The martial cultivators from other cities were the same.

Huayang Commandery evil sects repeatedly bullied Qingyang Commandery people, and the Hundred Sects Alliance either disappeared or pretended not to know—this had already greatly disappointed everyone. Now they came to watch the Tiegu Sect’s joke—this was truly utterly disappointing.

“…”

Many Alliance bigwigs and disciples felt even more ashamed.

The Long Blade Sect’s Sect Master sneered and said: “The Tiegu Sect destroyed four evil sects—their own destruction is minor, but implicating our Qingyang Commandery is major!”

“Huayang Commandery’s evil sects have cruel methods and will surely seek revenge for even the smallest grievance.”

Situ Wang said sternly: “If because of his Tiegu Sect, our Qingyang Commandery suffers great disaster, that would be an unforgivable crime punishable by death ten thousand times!”

As soon as these words were spoken, quite a few guilty Alliance bigwigs felt relieved.

This time Huayang Commandery evil sects came attacking in full force—if they didn’t just destroy the Tiegu Sect but also destroyed many other forces, that would definitely be a disaster, and the matter would become extremely serious.

“Hahahaha!”

Jun Changxiao laughed loudly, then looking at the ugly faces of Shen Tong, Situ Wang, and others, said: “A pack of dogs who’ve been kneeling so long they only know how to covet life and fear death, without the slightest bit of fighting spirit.”

“You…”

The Hundred Sects Alliance people were utterly enraged.

“Today!”

Jun Changxiao’s expression condensed as he shouted: “My Iron Bones Clanging Sect will tell you trash what it means: heads may be severed, blood may flow, but iron bones and integrity cannot be lost!”

These words were full of heroic spirit!

Combined with the characters written on the wooden boards behind him, it immediately made the Qingyang Commandery martial artists feel solemn respect!

Iron Bones Clanging Sect, iron bones clanging.

This sect name, from the beginning of the story, was not just playing with words—it represented a kind of integrity, and even more so, a kind of spirit!

The first-generation sect leader would rather break out of prison, would rather be beheaded, than let this spirit fade away!

“Reckless fool.”

Situ Wang sneered.

Reckless fool?

Jun Changxiao clasped his hands behind his back and said proudly: “If the heavens did not give birth to my Tiegu Sect, the path of recklessness would be like an eternal night!”

“What excellent words: ‘If the heavens did not give birth to my Tiegu Sect, the path of recklessness would be like an eternal night!'” Xie Guangkun said with deep admiration: “Xie swears today to share hardships with the Iron Bones Clanging Sect!”

“We are willing to share hardships with the Iron Bones Clanging Sect!” The Qingyang Commandery martial cultivators shouted in unison.

At this moment, that hot blood within them, the integrity hidden in the depths, was also completely stirred up by Jun Changxiao’s words!

Qin Haoran’s complexion became increasingly gloomy.

He had always had extremely high prestige in Qingyang Commandery, yet now so many people supported the Tiegu Sect—this made him very displeased, very angry!

“Kekeke!”

Suddenly, sinister strange laughter came from behind. Two black-robed martial artists walked over step by step.

Seeing the skull pattern printed on their chests, Qin Haoran said in shock: “God-Slaying Hall!”

The Qingyang Commandery martial artists’ expressions changed drastically.

This was a third-rate evil sect, also one of the most powerful major sects on the Xingyun Continent!

“Oh?”

A black-robed martial artist saw the arena platform and laughed sinisterly: “Brother Zhan, the Tiegu Sect has set up a funeral hall in advance.”

“Having destroyed four evil sects, naturally they need to arrange their posthumous affairs properly,” the other black-robed martial artist said coolly.

As the two drew closer and closer, waves of extremely sinister aura emanated from them, immediately making the Qingyang Commandery martial cultivators shudder with cold.

This was what evil sect Wuwang were like?

Truly terrifying!

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

Suddenly, behind the two Wuwang, even more martial cultivators surged forth.

Although they wore different clothing, all of them without exception emanated sinister auras—clearly all were evil sect members!

“They’ve come, they’ve come.”

Qin Haoran secretly sneered: “The Tiegu Sect’s destruction is not far off now!”

With the appearance of two God-Slaying Hall experts and a large group of evil sect people, the Qingyang Commandery people arranged on both sides still stood with hands clasped behind their backs, their faces showing not the slightest fear.

“Swish! Swish! Swish!”

Before long, twenty evil sects, totaling ten thousand people, stopped opposite the life-and-death platform, separated from the Qingyang Commandery martial artists by a hundred meters, the air permeated with an aura of slaughter.

“Alliance Leader Qin.”

The God-Slaying Hall elder swept his gaze over the martial artists present and smiled coldly: “You’ve brought so many people—could it be you want to battle with our Huayang Commandery?”

“Don’t misunderstand.”

Qin Haoran cupped his fists and said: “Qin and the others have come to watch the excitement.”

Speaking thus, he led the Alliance members to one side, maintaining distance from the Qingyang Commandery martial artists, drawing a clear line.

“Kekeke.”

That elder laughed strangely: “Those who know the times are outstanding heroes.”

“…”

Several city lords from Qingyang Commandery all glared at Qin Haoran with rage.

This was just a grudge between forces—if this were war, his Hundred Sects Alliance would definitely be the first to betray!

“I stand with blade drawn, laughing toward the sky, whether I stay or go, my loyal heart remains steadfast, iron bones clanging?” A black-robed martial artist read the characters written on the wooden boards, and the corner of his mouth immediately rose with disdain.

“Kekeke.”

The other black-robed martial artist laughed strangely: “Jun Changxiao, you’ve built a spirit platform and stand upon it—what’s the meaning of this?”

“Jianghu rules.”

Jun Changxiao said proudly: “Single combat!”

This was the solution he had thought of—using jianghu rules to issue a challenge to the attacking evil sects.

“Single combat?”

The two God-Slaying Hall Wuwang laughed strangely.

“What?”

Jun Changxiao said coolly: “Are you two afraid to accept the challenge, or do you think my Tiegu Sect is very strong and must rely on superior numbers to destroy it?”

“Kekeke.”

The elder surnamed Zhan laughed strangely: “A mere seventh-rate sect—what’s there to be afraid of?”

“Swish!”

Jun Changxiao stepped aside, revealing the three characters ‘Life-and-Death Platform,’ and said: “Today my Tiegu Sect sets up this arena on the life-and-death platform, willing to receive instruction from Huayang Commandery evil sect martial cultivators’ superior techniques!”

“Kekeke.”

Elder Zhan laughed sinisterly: “This old man has walked the jianghu for so many years, and has never seen anyone set up a life-and-death arena before their sect’s destruction.”

“Since death is inevitable either way, why not die on the combat platform—wouldn’t that be more dignified?” Jun Changxiao said.

“Makes sense!”

Elder Zhan said: “Since that’s the case, if we don’t cooperate, we would truly be unworthy of being jianghu people.”

“Everyone.”

He smiled coldly and said: “Is anyone willing to fight?”

“My Dot Star Valley is willing to fight first!” A middle-aged man shouted.

This person was named Wan Xiuxian, an elder of the sixth-rate Dot Star Valley, whose cultivation had already reached third-grade Wuzong.

Under normal circumstances, he definitely wouldn’t stand out, but this time with two God-Slaying Hall branch elders present, he had to perform well to strive for gaining the third-rate sect’s favor!