Since Yuan Gongzi took over as Vice Sect Master, Purple Lin Demon King’s clothes-exploding frequency had decreased, after all it was directly tied to beast cores.
However, facing warriors from the starry space this time, he had to be extra serious, so standing at the forefront of all disciples, he erupted with thick aura on the spot.
It’s just… the magnificent demonic aura came out, but the clothes and pants on him just kept shrinking tighter and tighter, seemingly stuck to his skin and completely unable to tear!
“Ah!”
“Ahhh!”
Purple Lin Demon King tried several more times.
That energy of fighting entirely by roaring reached its peak, his face turned completely red, almost roaring out a fart, yet the clothes still hadn’t exploded, even completely becoming skintight.
Had to admit.
The never-breaking clothes and pants were truly quality products.
Moreover, most importantly, the style was very novel, without that old-fashioned feeling.
The Four Starry Tyrants’ subordinates: “……”
At this moment, if they weren’t in a serious combat state, they might have clutched their stomachs and laughed out loud, because down below…
“Stop howling.”
Jun Changxiao transmitted: “The clothes and pants this Seat gave you match the underwear.”
“……”
Purple Lin Demon King instantly collapsed.
For someone who had to explode clothes when fighting, had to bare himself to feel comfortable, this was equivalent to losing his soul!
“Charge!”
Just then, the burly middle-aged man didn’t care what the purple-haired big fool was doing, and immediately ordered his subordinates to attack.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
In an instant, six experts comparable to Martial Saints shot forward, various energies pressing toward Purple Lin Demon King like ocean waves. The latter gave up exploding clothes, his eyes instantly turning cold: “All of you die for this King!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The attacking energies suddenly exploded.
Within the wild wind and waves, Purple Lin Demon King shot out, his fist that seemed to have undergone thousands of temperings directly smashing into the face of the foremost Martial Saint expert.
“Bang—”
“Crack crack crack!”
Space shattered, cold wind like blades.
After Purple Lin Demon King sent one Martial Saint flying, he actually pulled off one sleeve. When he struck another opponent flying, the left sleeve came off too!
The never-breaking clothes and pants could be put on and taken off, so he was fighting while undressing, thereby releasing himself and possessing absolute soul!
“Hopeless.”
Jun Changxiao shook his head.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
On the other side, Old Ding, Gongsun Haohai, Jiang Xie and other sect high-level members had also engaged enemy Martial Saints and Half-Saints of considerable strength.
Various energy lights flashed across the sky, heralding that the chaotic battle would be extremely intense!
As expected.
This kind of battle with many people all of considerable strength, once unfolding on the desolate plane, was absolutely thrilling, absolutely spectacular, but also hard on space, because the more spectacular the scene, the more thoroughly it shattered.
“Boom!”
Purple Lin Demon King struck straight ahead with another punch.
At this moment, the clothes and pants on him had already fallen to the ground, leaving only red underwear on his body.
This was Jun Changxiao’s final bottom line for him.
“……”
The Four Starry Tyrants’ subordinates were dumbfounded.
They had not only witnessed but personally experienced many fights, but this behavior of stripping clothes while fighting—absolutely a first!
Talent.
True freaking talent!
“Boom!”
With the obstructing clothes removed, Purple Lin Demon King infused with soul saw his combat power surge. One punch struck a certain Martial Saint’s face, directly sending him flying several hundred zhang beautifully, until he fell to the ground, blood spurting wildly, meridians damaged.
Previously, Purple Hall Master facing Martial Saints could fight multiple opponents but couldn’t inflict much substantial damage. Now after training in the Nine Heavens Secret Realm, seriously injuring Martial Saints in chaotic battle was easy!
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Just then, an enemy expert comparable to peak Martial Saint Great Perfection erupted with magnificent momentum, pressing down like mountains calling and seas roaring.
Purple Lin Demon King raised an eyebrow, put on pink boxing gloves, went full power to break through it, and engaged in the most intense exchange with him high in the sky.
Facing Phantom-level battlefield ghosts in the plane battlefield used to be extremely difficult, but now had become effortless.
Not just Purple Hall Master’s strength had explosively increased.
Ding Xingwang was also currently entangling several experts comparable to Martial Saints—impossible before!
Jiang Xie and Old Ge and other old F4 members weren’t that fierce, but with Half-Saint cultivation, facing same-realm experts, they could still deliver absolutely suppressive output.
These were still the Five Starry Tyrants’ subordinates, who had campaigned in the universe for years.
Swapping them for Xingyun Continent same-level warriors, forget several moves—they’d probably be beaten down in dozens of moves.
“Sizzle sizzle sizzle!”
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
At low altitude, Li Qingyang wielded Heaven Slaying Thunder Patterns, lightning attribute infusing the blade, carrying space-tearing radiance as he slashed down.
“Slash!”
“Slash!”
Where the lightning sword light passed, it brought up clouds of blood mist.
This period training in Thunder Heavy Heaven not only elevated his realm but made his use of lightning constitution more skilled, so one sword seriously injured several Martial Emperors.
In stark contrast was Ye Xingchen. He summoned Parting Sorrow Offering Heaven and suddenly threw it at dozens of attacking warriors. Under flashing light, it immediately transformed into the same number!
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
The jar lids similar to blood droppers instantly covered the Four Starry Tyrants’ subordinates’ heads, then came cutting sounds as they became headless corpses on the spot.
In killing.
Ye Xingchen was always more decisive and efficient than Li Qingyang.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
Suddenly, dozens of forces from two directions pressed over.
Ye Xingchen stood in midair unmoved, because just as the energy bombarded, Xiao Zuiji flew over to face him, the Cloud Boat Hero Hidden on his back withstanding all forces.
The two often went out training together, so had very high coordination.
“You defend, I attack.”
“Alright.”
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Ye Xingchen circled from the side. Dozens of jars suspended in midair instantly merged together, throwing toward the more distant enemy crowd. On the back of his hand faintly appeared the “Attack” character imprinted after entering Lingyan Pavilion.
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
The Four Starry Tyrants’ subordinates didn’t become cowardly from companions’ deaths. Their charging speed increased, gathered power also elevated considerably.
However, they couldn’t stop Ye Xingchen.
Because Xiao Zuiji controlled Cloud Boat Hero Hidden, forming absolute defense on the path.
As the Myriad Ancient Sect’s core disciples specializing in output and defense, when these two cooperated, they were absolutely balanced in offense and defense, unstoppable!
“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”
Parting Sorrow Offering Heaven split again, covering dozens of the Four Starry Tyrants’ subordinates’ heads.
During this, forces from all directions were all blocked by the defensive barrier condensed by Cloud Boat Hero Hidden.
“Trash.”
Ye Xingchen said coldly: “Die!”
“Slash!”
“Slash!”
The jars on enemy heads flashed with light, heads instantly severed, bodies falling one after another.
Next, Ye Xingchen and Xiao Zuiji roamed through the enemy crowd with the strongest attack and strongest defense, like two death gods from hell crazily harvesting lives.
The Night-Xiao combination, combat power through the roof!
Under their combined assault, even a Half-Step Martial Saint expert was brutally killed!
However.
Another combat area, the Su-Fei combination was equally eye-catching.
“Swish! Swish!”
Su Xiaomo activated Gale Body, fast as a meteor roaming through the enemy crowd—even Half-Step Martial Saints couldn’t hit her.
“Ah ah, I’ve lived such a failed life!”
“My parents giving birth to me was the biggest mistake!”
Li Fei placed two fingers on his temples, dejection force spreading like a ghost. Dozens of Martial Emperor-level warriors knelt on the ground wailing.
This ability to control thoughts and produce negative emotions wasn’t invincible. Many warriors with extremely strong mental fortitude and higher levels weren’t affected.
“Get lost get lost get lost!”
“Bang bang bang!”
Su Xiaomo roaming through the enemy crowd, borrowing Li Fei’s dejection force control, her feet frequently kicked wildly.
Because her speed was too fast, only after she rushed out and wiped her nose with a laugh did dozens of warriors seem to break free from slow motion, then fly out in various fancy ways.
The Su-Fei combination’s attacks were a bit flashy.
He Wudi charging into the crowd was truly fierce. Wherever his steps and fists passed, enemy warriors flew out—definitely one punch per whimpering weakling.
“Crack crack crack!”
Suddenly, cold air spread, ice shards appearing bit by bit.
The originally scorching environment gradually turned icy, as if goose-feather snow would fall any moment.
“Not good!”
“Bodies are slowing down!”
“Ice-element martial cultivator, there’s an ice-element martial cultivator!”
Hundreds of the Four Starry Tyrants’ subordinates trapped in the cold area showed drastic slowdowns in all aspects. Even Martial King-level ones were covered in ice shards, possibly becoming ice sculptures at any moment.
The otherworldly Lu Qianqian stood sideways, black hair dancing in the cold air, revealing a flawless face. She lightly raised her right hand, an ice-element pattern several zhang in scope appearing at her feet, extreme cold air roaring forth.
“Fire fire fire!”
An enemy warrior roared.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
In an instant, dozens of warriors not covered by ice erupted with internal attributes, forming an overwhelming force pressing toward Lu Qianqian.
However, just as they were about to converge, Xiao Longlong in second form stepped forward, then opened his mouth wide, swallowing all dozens of incoming flames into his belly.
The enemy warriors were horrified.
These released fire-element attributes would cause burns just by touching—how could they be directly eaten!
“Tastes bad.”
Xiao Longlong frowned slightly: “Giving it back to you!”
“Thud!”
This guy struck a Calabash Brothers pose and opened his mouth to spray rolling flames.
“Not good!”
“Retreat retreat retreat!”
Flames like ocean waves mercilessly surged forward, giving them no chance to escape. Those swallowed could only be burned to nothingness.
The flames absorbed didn’t harm Xiao Longlong at all, but after brewing in his belly, the fire intensity and power instantly strengthened!
Jun Changxiao shook his head: “Playing with fire in front of my contract beast is like showing off your skills before Guan Yu.”
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
Long Ziyang, Song Xuanzhou and others took advantage of Senior Sister’s crowd control slowdown to kill their way in.
After a round of sword light and spear light eruptions, over a hundred restrained enemy warriors had all fallen to the ground.
The Myriad Ancient Sect disciples who’d donned wolf pelts were full of wolf nature, so after brief combat, the several thousand subordinates sent by the burly middle-aged man had died seventy to eighty percent.
“Gentlemen.”
Jun Changxiao said: “These few people aren’t enough to warm up this Seat’s disciples. If you want to obtain incomplete scrolls one through four, better send them all out.”
They sent a few thousand, he also sent a few thousand.
Were they underestimating this Seat’s disciples’ individual ability to fight outnumbered?
Honestly.
With similar numbers and realms, even with a slight advantage, going head-to-head with the Myriad Ancient Sect would only result in being beaten down.
The white-haired elder and others furrowed their brows.
“Charge!”
The burly middle-aged man roared.
His own thousands of subordinates were nearly dead. If the other three just watched without acting, he definitely couldn’t tolerate it!
The seemingly deep-scheming white-haired elder briefly pondered, then waved his hand: “Everyone, let’s go together.”
“Swoosh! Swoosh!”
From warships behind, five thousand subordinates flew out.
The other two tyrants, seeing Elder Wu dispatch troops, also hurriedly signaled their subordinates to move.
Thus, after Li Qingyang and others basically annihilated the burly man’s subordinates, they still had to face nearly twenty thousand warriors!
“Two thousand versus twenty thousand?”
Jun Changxiao smiled: “This number finally has a bit of pressure.”
The Myriad Ancient Sect disciples who’d just experienced slaughter saw the enemy send out so many, their eyes flashing with battle intent, blood in their bodies burning wildly!
Frequently sparring on plane battleships and with Lingyuan Continent warriors, they really couldn’t let loose. Now facing these uninvited guests, every move’s confrontation was extremely satisfying!
Fight! Fight! Fight!
“Life and death, reincarnation never ends.”
Jun Changxiao waved his hand: “We live, they die!”
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
The Myriad Ancient Sect disciples, bodies surging with unyielding iron-bone momentum, charged forth in massacre.
Just watching the sky-filling Crimson Sky Fierce Flame Slash, Seven Profound Radiant Shattering seemingly pierce through the void, outlining the most magnificent and magnificent scene!
“Three of you.”
Though the white-haired elder’s eyes remained fixed on the combat area, he privately transmitted: “Let’s find an opportunity to strike and snatch those four incomplete scrolls!”
“Good!”
The three tyrants agreed.
The white-haired elder instructed: “That boy’s strength is unfathomable. Must remember, we focus on the incomplete scrolls this time. As soon as we grab them, leave immediately. Absolutely don’t fight him head-on!”
He was truly somewhat wary of Jun Changxiao, but unwilling to just leave. He could only gamble on snatching the four incomplete scrolls!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The battle between Myriad Ancient Sect disciples and the Four Starry Tyrants’ subordinates grew increasingly intense. Because numbers were too disparate, the scene looked somewhat disadvantageous.
“Press forward!”
“Don’t give them breathing room!”
An enemy expert shouted.
“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”
Thousands of warriors pressed forward from mid-low altitude, like startling surging waves.
However, fighting and fighting they collapsed, because after paying considerable price, they were just about to kill a Myriad Ancient Sect disciple, when the opponent ate a pill and became lively as a dragon and tiger again!
At this moment.
The healing pills’ effect fully manifested!
The Myriad Ancient Sect disciples without numerical advantage, though unable to gain absolute superiority, all had pills on hand. As long as they weren’t instantly killed, they essentially had two lives!
Two thousand fighting twenty thousand was hard.
What about four thousand fighting twenty thousand?
Moreover, Myriad Ancient Sect disciples wore excellent equipment. Even if the Four Starry Tyrants’ subordinates could beat them until seriously wounded, the price was either many companions sacrificed or themselves exhausted, then facing them at full status.
Five people focus-firing one tank that was both tanky and had damage output, spending time and using up all skills and mana to finally finish them, only for the opponent to directly revive and stand up—mentality would truly explode instantly.
Cut the squishy carries!
Sorry, every Myriad Ancient Sect disciple could carry, could tank!
What’s called despair?
That feeling of about to kill someone, who eats a pill and continues fighting you at full status while standing toe-to-toe—that’s the greatest despair!
At this time, the Myriad Ancient Sect disciples still weren’t at their strongest. Give them a few more years to develop—they’d truly start at max level with six items, your Q, E, 1, 2 skills not even cast yet, opponent already filled the screen with R, 3 ultimates sweeping. What E-flash, 2-flash, what R-flash, ultimate-flash, heal, cleanse plus ghost—all coming to feed kills.
“……”
The Four Starry Tyrants were dumbfounded.
These disciples in uniform not only had good equipment and strong power, but also pills that rapidly healed wounds—too terrifying!
“The opportunity’s here!”
Just then, the white-haired elder’s eyes sharpened: “Strike!”
This opportunity was because seeing disciples bravely fighting, Jun Changxiao’s lips curled into a smile, clearly focusing all energy on watching the battle.
The opportunity cannot be lost, won’t come again!
“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”
In an instant, the Four Starry Tyrants pierced through space, rushing at fastest speed toward the four incomplete scrolls suspended before Jun Changxiao. Hidden in deep space, magnificent power had long gathered into large hands.
According to the white-haired elder’s strategy, two people pretended to attack Jun Changxiao, preventing him from immediately focusing on the scrolls, while the other two snatched the scrolls!
Because it was a sudden strike, that terrifying domineering force hidden in deep void didn’t create earth-shattering commotion.
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
The four rapidly approached, determined to obtain the scrolls!
Jun Changxiao’s eyes remained locked on the combat area, completely unaware the Four Starry Tyrants had already rushed over.
“Success!”
The white-haired elder rejoiced!
Next second, the smile on his face suddenly froze, because in the deep void, two even more powerful forces suddenly surged, then crushed through theirs with devastating force.
This change was too sudden. The four had already rushed right before the scrolls, so couldn’t worry about their hidden moves being broken. They all reached toward the scrolls.
Exactly four volumes—the four brothers each locked onto one.
However…
Just as they infinitely approached the scrolls, black light suddenly flashed before their eyes, gradually coalescing into solid forms.
“Not good!”
“Boom boom boom boom!”
Deafening explosions rang out like thunder on flat ground, instantly drowning out the combat sounds of Myriad Ancient Sect disciples and nearly twenty thousand subordinates, causing them to subconsciously stop and look in unison toward where the sound came from.
Jun Changxiao with his shiny bald head stood with hands behind his back, speaking in Hong Kong-Taiwan martial arts drama dubbing tone: “Sneaking around, skulking about—what kind of heroes are you?”
“……”
The Four Starry Tyrants’ faces turned ugly.
At this moment, their eyes didn’t lock on Jun Changxiao, but on the two black and white middle-aged men who’d suddenly blocked before them. Most unbearable was that their reaching hands were being held by the opponents, completely unable to struggle free.
“Gentlemen.”
Black and White Wraiths tilted their heads, smiling: “Next, we brothers will entertain you.”
“Thud!”
The two moved in unison, directly taking the pair of tyrants their left and right hands restrained, taking them out, out of the desolate plane, merging into the endless dark starry space.
“Our bosses!”
Witnessing their bosses being carried away like little chickens, the subordinates were all dumbfounded.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Suddenly explosions came from the sky above. Waves of energy ripples surging from outer space penetrated in, shaking the entire continent violently.
“Swoosh—”
After a moment, the burly middle-aged man tore through the spatial barrier, falling to the ground like a cannonball. Not only creating an extremely wide-reaching pit, but also causing a sizeable chunk of land to split from the main body.
“……”
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others were shocked speechless.
Jun Changxiao remained calm. When executing One Punch Kill, if he’d kicked downward from above, the sinister man wouldn’t just have died miserably—the desolate continent would have been blasted into fragments.
“Swoosh—”
Just then, another stream of light fell.
“Boom!”
Upon intimate contact with the ground, another cracked landmass separated from the main body.
The one knocked down was another tyrant. The brothers’ strength was similar to the Starfaring Sea King. Since the latter was abused by Black and White Wraiths like a ball, needless to say for them.
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
The white-haired elder and the other tyrant also fell from the universe, again bringing heavy blows to the desolate continent.
“Swoosh—”
Suddenly, the long-dead sinister man was also thrown down by Black Wraith. After dust settled and everything returned to normal, the five brothers were neatly arranged in the pits as a complete family.
“Bosses…”
Seeing their bosses covered in wounds, foaming at the mouth, the subordinates’ eyes showed horror.
“Elder Zhen.”
Jun Changxiao inquired: “Is the formation set up?”
“Kekeke!” Zhen Dejun stood in the distance, covering his face in tactical lean-back weird laughter: “These people and their warships are all trapped within. You can slaughter freely now!”
“Buzz!”
“Buzz!”
As his words fell, formation barriers appeared one after another—defensive formations, isolation formations, and improved thunder formations. They interconnected with each other like an inverted golden bowl covering all the Four Starry Tyrants’ subordinates within.
Jun Changxiao sat in a pre-prepared chair, leisurely leaning back, his voice cold: “Kill them all. Not one can remain.”
“Yes!”
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