The strength of Li Qingyang and the others was completely inadequate before the several thousand foreign martial artists, but even so, they still insisted on maintaining their stylish entrance!
As expected.
What kind of sect master you have determines what kind of disciples you’ll bring up.
However, while Ye Xingchen stood on the wine jar looking with a majestic Martial Emperor appearance, Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo behind him were constantly struggling to hold back their laughter.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Even more formidable power pressed down from the direction of the five thousand strong individuals.
Because Jun Changxiao was currently brutally beating the bald man at close range, they worried about affecting Big Brother, so their first wave of attacks held back considerable force. Now that someone was blocking in front, they had no more reservations!
“Retreat!”
Lu Qianqian called out.
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
In an instant, Li Qingyang and the others appeared behind Jun Changxiao, switching from combat mode to cheering for the sect master.
Acting cool then running—absolutely thrilling.
“Boom!”
Jun Changxiao viciously kicked the bald man in the face, then kicked him to the front of the disciples, turning his head with an eagle’s vigilance and wolf’s wariness.
This sharp gaze filled with violent intent shocked the several thousand attacking people into terror. They instinctively stopped, strong unease rising in their hearts.
“Attack! Attack!”
A powerful expert comparable to a Martial Saint roared furiously.
Although Jun Changxiao’s eyes were terrifying, in the end he was just one person. If everyone swarmed together, could they not deal with him?
The several thousand martial artists from who-knows-where clearly had extremely high psychological quality. After a brief adjustment, they charged forward like desperate outlaws!
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao took a step forward, his right hand reaching into the void in a grasping motion. The Nine Heavens Ten Earths Dominating Heaven Spear appeared out of thin air, forming a sweeping momentum!
“Boom boom boom!”
Various energy beams completely dissipated under the spear light.
Jun Changxiao seemed to transform into a war god, charging in alone with one spear, engaging in battle with several thousand martial artists.
“…”
The Gate Master of the Demon Emperor Sect was shocked speechless.
If it were just several thousand Martial Emperors, he could also achieve such ease, but among them were quite a few Half-Saints and Martial Saints. Just the war of attrition alone would exhaust him completely.
Li Qingyang and the others, however, remained completely calm.
The sect master single-handedly fighting several thousand people was commonplace on the Dimensional Battlefield. He’d even fought more than twenty thousand before, which was even more impressive.
At that time, Jun Changxiao relied on the Difficult to Retract Blade to mow down opponents. Now, relying solely on a weapon that couldn’t yet fully be called above divine grade to battle them showed how significantly his strength had improved!
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Spear light carried supreme might, penetrating heaven and earth.
The several thousand martial artists who had come to assist the bald man were either killed on the spot or sent flying.
Because the budget had burned severely earlier, plus Jun Changxiao and the disciples’ salaries were too high, this scene of fighting several thousand people alone was obviously crudely made, with many slow-motion shots pieced together, so it ended hastily after just over ten minutes.
“Wah!”
“Pah!”
On the sunken and collapsed ground, several thousand martial artists lay horizontally and vertically. Some had already been killed on the spot, others were heavily injured and vomiting blood, completely losing combat ability.
The Gate Master of the Demon Emperor Sect’s eyes filled with despair.
A team composed of so many top-tier experts could completely sweep all the top sects on the continent, yet now they were all dealt with by Jun Changxiao alone!
As long as he exists for one day, how can this lord accomplish great things!
“…”
The most depressed was actually Xiao Zuiji. He’d activated his exclusive divine weapon’s ultimate skill, thinking the sect master would leave him a few to show off, but they were all dealt with instead.
Mainly, Jun Changxiao was annoyed, so when he acted, he took out his frustration on these martial artists who had mysteriously appeared, using them as punching bags.
“Sect Master.”
Li Qingyang said: “The Gate Master of the Demon Emperor Sect ran away again!”
“Hm?”
Only then did Jun Changxiao realize that guy had already disappeared without a trace, so he sneered: “The monk can run, but can the monastery?”
He temporarily gave up on extorting the Gate Master of the Demon Emperor Sect and walked before the bald man who’d been brutalized beyond human form.
This guy called Yunxing had come on orders, but before he could even roll up his sleeves for a big fight, he was dealt with. His tragedy level was no less than the Soul Clan Palace Master who’d just been sucked into the vacuum cleaner.
Jun Changxiao sat in a chair that had been arranged, playing with the special compass in his hands, saying: “Who are you people, and where do you come from?”
Space suddenly collapsed, then a group of strangely dressed martial artists jumped out, constantly saying “Xingyun Continent,” leading him to determine they were definitely not local martial artists and might come from other dimensions.
“You… despicable bastard…” The bald man was quite resilient. Having been brutalized so miserably, he could still open his mouth to speak: “This… this lord won’t say anything!”
“Won’t say?”
Jun Changxiao interlaced his ten fingers, smiling sinisterly: “Don’t regret it later.”
The bald man’s heart immediately filled with foreboding. He suddenly felt the sky darken, then heard a “boom” sound by his ear.
He’d been covered by the Heaven Origin Soul Suppressing Pagoda with its defensive form activated.
“Er Ya!”
Jun Changxiao called coldly: “Come out and discipline him.”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Er Ya in loli form appeared out of thin air, but said in confusion: “Master, this guy is human.”
Her Soul Suppressing Whip was used to discipline and purify unclean things, like evil attributes, or soul entities like the Soul Clan.
As for humans…
“Try it.” Jun Changxiao said: “Maybe he’s sensitive to the Soul Suppressing Whip.”
“Uh… okay.”
Er Ya raised her hand, and the Soul Suppressing Whip appeared out of thin air.
“Hmph.”
The bald man sneered inwardly.
Someone at his level, even heavily injured, how could a whip possibly…
“Crack!”
Suddenly, the Soul Suppressing Whip lashed heavily across his back. Intense pain instantly interrupted the bald man’s thoughts, then his face contorted savagely as he screamed: “Ahhh—”
“Master.”
Er Ya said in surprise: “It’s effective!”
“Then discipline him thoroughly.” Jun Changxiao said indifferently.
“Got it!”
“Crack crack crack!”
“Crack crack crack crack!”
The sound of whip strikes rose and fell one after another, weaving a beautiful melody, accompanied by the bald man’s pig-slaughtering screams.
After disciplining him for about a few minutes, Jun Changxiao signaled Er Ya to stop and asked: “Will you talk?”
“…Yes… I’ll talk…” The bald man lying on the ground like a dead dog said weakly.
Actually, when Er Ya struck the first blow, he’d already planned to talk, but the former gave him no chance to open his mouth, directly unleashing a combo of disciplinary strikes.
The Soul Suppressing Whip’s function was to whip the soul, a type of soul attack, so whether evil energy or humans, it was very difficult to resist.
…
“Name.”
“Yunxing.”
“Identity.”
“Under the Star Navigator King, one… one of the six generals…”
“Star Navigator King?”
Jun Changxiao said: “What’s his background?”
“Uh…” The bald man was silent for a moment, then gave the simplest explanation: “Travels the universe, robbing and plundering.”
“So he’s a bandit.” Jun Changxiao understood.
Actually, this Star Navigator King was what the bald man and his subordinates called themselves. Other dimensions all called him the Star Bandit King.
“You came to Xingyun Continent to rob?” Jun Changxiao asked.
The bald man said: “Yes… to occupy it as a temporary transit point, to conveniently rob other dimensions…”
“Where’s your boss?”
“He… he went to another dimension…”
Jun Changxiao’s eyes immediately lit up.
Since this Star Navigator King liked robbing various dimensions, he must have quite a lot of martial resources. If he robbed him, wouldn’t he immediately get rich?
“How strong is your boss?”
“Comparable to the highest realm in your Xingyun Continent.”
“Martial Emperor?”
Jun Changxiao fell silent.
If he encountered an expert of this level, his chances of victory probably weren’t very high.
The system said: “With the host’s current cultivation, encountering a Martial Emperor level expert, you have zero chance of victory.”
“…”
These words really stabbed Jun Changxiao’s heart.
However, since that guy’s strength was formidable, he still had to be careful, so he asked: “What dimension is your boss robbing? Will he come to Xingyun Continent?”
“Boss is currently at Soul Clan Continent… If he knows I failed, he’ll definitely…”
The bald man hadn’t finished speaking when Jun Changxiao grabbed him and said: “What continent did you just say?”
“Soul… Soul Clan Continent!”
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# Chapter 1151: Say More While You Can, Because You Won’t Have the Chance Soon
Five great generals filled with heinous crimes were killed in such a short time, at a speed that caught the handsome-faced man completely off guard!
Jun Changxiao was quite strong—he knew that.
Sending a few capable subordinates to kill him was essentially just to wear him down; in the end, he’d still have to handle it himself.
But the result? They all died without even touching a hair on his head!
Trash!
A bunch of trash!
The handsome-faced man’s gaze flared with anger.
However, he felt no heartache over losing his left and right arms.
That said.
Why did the newly arrived Jun Changxiao directly unleash the Difficult-to-Retrieve Blade?
Could it be that he knew the five great generals had committed too many inhumane acts and planned to enforce heaven’s justice?
Or perhaps he was eager to transform the third form of the Difficult-to-Retrieve Blade and quickly use up the remaining Seal-Opening Talismans?
Both were partially true.
But neither was the real reason.
The true reason was that right after being brought here by the Black and White Rakshasas, a branch mission triggered, with the content—
The Star-Sky Pirate King’s subordinates are completely unforgivable, having plagued various planes for years. The host must personally annihilate them all [Super Elite Mission].
Personally?
Annihilate them all?
Jun Changxiao understood.
The system wanted him to go on a killing spree at the handsome-faced man’s base!
Since that was the case.
Come on, baby!
Thus, Jun Changxiao had the Black and White Rakshasas hide in the shadows while he alone went to the handsome-faced man’s base and directly used the Difficult-to-Retrieve Blade to execute the five great generals on the spot.
Fortunately, the previous chapter had given a simple description of those people, letting readers have a general understanding, so when Dog Sheng eliminated them, he didn’t face strong moral condemnation—readers simply thought the author was padding the chapter count.
“Swoosh!”
Jun Changxiao raised his sword and said indifferently, “These subordinates of yours aren’t that strong either.”
“…”
The handsome-faced man’s gaze turned cold, then he raised his hand.
The tens of thousands of subordinates outside the great hall received the signal and immediately charged forward without hesitation.
After all, they were well-trained and wouldn’t fall into disarray over the death of the five great generals.
The handsome-faced man could have acted himself, but having previously lost to Jun Changxiao, he felt somewhat apprehensive, so he let his subordinates serve as cannon fodder. Even if they couldn’t eliminate him, they could at least wear him down somewhat.
Moreover, he had used the Tieye Clan’s divine bloodline ability to heal his injuries, and it hadn’t yet perfectly fused—he needed a bit more time.
Although this guy’s strength was powerful enough to rival a Wudi, he was ultimately just a bandit roaming the universe. Naturally, he didn’t care about ganging up on opponents, didn’t care about martial world rules, and wouldn’t even feel sorry for his subordinates.
They’re all charging at me?
Isn’t that exactly what I want!
“Swoosh! Swoosh!”
Jun Changxiao held his sword and flew forward, his entire figure frequently flickering through space, weaving out densely packed sword shadows.
The sword momentum carried extremely strong binding power, so as it spread out, the hundreds of warriors charging in the front ranks were instantly frozen in place, forced to watch helplessly as sword radiance slashed past them.
“Splurt!”
“Splurt!”
Where the sword light passed, blood splattered.
“Die!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
Warriors from behind continuously charged forward, releasing various martial techniques one after another, the energy radiance they formed rendering the gray and dim heaven and earth as bright as daylight.
One person’s power was limited, but when thousands or even tens of thousands of powers gathered together, the momentum became extremely terrifying.
However.
No matter how varied the converging energies were, once the binding power of the Difficult-to-Retrieve Blade swept through, they immediately wilted and froze in midair.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
After a moment, the radiance from the various converging martial techniques exploded. Jun Changxiao shot through the crowd like a meteor, and in a flash over a thousand people all fell to the ground, their blood staining the earth!
“This guy has mastered the power of space…” The handsome-faced man frowned, then the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
In his view, freely releasing binding power would greatly consume internal energy. Once his subordinates wore him down enough, he could act and definitely take him down easily!
The calculation was quite sound.
Unfortunately, Jun Changxiao’s space-binding-like power didn’t come from himself but from the Difficult-to-Retrieve Blade. Right now his spiritual energy was abundant, and killing people was like chopping melons and vegetables!
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
Sword shadows flickered, sweeping across the eight directions!
“Thud! Thud!”
One corpse after another fell from midair, blood converging into rivers. Combined with the gray environment, it seemed to transform into a slaughterhouse.
The butcher Jun Changxiao flew back and forth through the crowd, occasionally shouting out chuunibyou catchphrases. After ten minutes passed, he landed lightly on the ground with tens of thousands of warriors all lying horizontally at his feet—the scene was extremely shocking!
The Difficult-to-Retrieve Blade might no longer work on the handsome-faced man, but for dealing with a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, forget tens of thousands—a hundred thousand would be slaughtered just the same!
“Ding! Branch mission completed. Host has gained 50,000 contribution points.”
“Ding! Sect contribution points: 90,000/70,000.”
“Ding! Sect contribution points overflowing…”
“Ding! Congratulations to host for completing the branch mission and triggering hidden rewards. Obtained Experience Talisman x10.”
After hearing the notification sounds, Jun Changxiao thought somewhat unhappily, “Why only give Experience Talismans? Why not give some Seal-Opening Talismans or something?”
“Be content with what you have,” the system said.
“Alright.”
Jun Changxiao looked at the handsome-faced man and said indifferently, “You should follow them to the underworld too.”
“…”
The Star-Sky Pirate King’s expression was abnormally cold.
This guy actually killed all his subordinates in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!
What was even more unacceptable was that after the slaughter, he didn’t seem tired at all—he hadn’t even taken a single heavy breath.
“Boy.”
The handsome-faced man’s voice was cold and grim: “Your strength exceeds this handsome one’s imagination. However, it no longer matters, because today no matter what, you’re going to die here.”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Powerful momentum suddenly erupted, seeming to transform into monstrous waves, shaking the desolate plane until it trembled.
“Eh?”
Jun Changxiao’s gaze showed surprise.
The aura this guy was releasing seemed even stronger than when he was on the Soul Clan Continent.
The handsome-faced man covered his face and laughed, “This handsome one just finished fusing the Tieye Clan’s divine bloodline. My strength has improved, yet you couldn’t wait to come deliver yourself to death. That actually saves trouble.”
“Tieye Clan’s divine bloodline?”
Jun Changxiao didn’t understand, but coldly raised his sword and said, “Say more while you can, because you won’t have the chance soon.”
“Hahaha!”
The handsome-faced man laughed wildly: “A piece of trash from a low-level plane—this seat will let you see today what real strength is!”
“Buzz!”
As soon as the words fell, he appeared in front of Jun Changxiao out of thin air. The thick aura pervading his body instantly transformed into large hands that mercilessly pressed down.
“Crack crack crack!”
Under the explosion of powerful aura and force, the surrounding space immediately cracked, unable to withstand it.
It had to be said, with the blessing of the Tieye Clan’s divine ability, the handsome-faced man’s strength amplification was extremely significant. When he struck, it truly could be called earth-shattering!
However.
Jun Changxiao stood in place, completely unmoved.
“Trash.”
The handsome-faced man’s expression was abnormally fierce as he shouted, “Go die!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh—”
Dozens of large hands pressed down ruthlessly, the power they contained rapidly increasing.
Just then, the handsome-faced man’s facial expression suddenly froze.
Because within the area his aura pervaded, two middle-aged men had appeared in front of Jun Changxiao without warning, their gazes revealing coldness.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The Black and White Rakshasas struck simultaneously, one hitting the left face, one hitting the right.
The handsome-faced man couldn’t fly left, couldn’t fly right, and finally could only spin three hundred sixty degrees as he was blasted away.
“Boom!”
The castle collapsed, dust filling the air.
“Gah!”
The handsome-faced man lying in the ruins spat out a mouthful of blood, his gaze showing terror.
Just one punch from each person was enough to damage his meridians—the strength of these two middle-aged men was terrifyingly extreme!
“Swoosh!”
While he was thinking, White Rakshasa appeared before him, grabbed his head with one hand, then ruthlessly smashed it into the ground, saying, “Bullying little brother means bullying me!”
“Boom—”
With the castle ruins as the center, the ground within a radius of nearly a hundred li instantly sank into a deep pit. The tens of thousands of corpses lying there turned to nothingness under the residual force!
“Holy crap!”
Jun Changxiao exclaimed, “Are you really that strong?”
“What did you expect?”
Black Rakshasa stood before him with arms crossed, his face showing the arrogance befitting a powerhouse, completely different from his earlier wretched appearance on the Soul Clan Continent when Dog Sheng had mercilessly pinned him down and ravaged him.