At this critical moment, Jun Changxiao relied on the markers left along the road to rush into the mountain valley, and the fury in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

Because upon approaching the deceased Xiyu Hall member, news of sect member casualties rang in his ears.

Daring to kill my disciple.

No matter who it was or what their status, they must die!

Of course.

Even death had its distinctions.

Would it be a clean, quick death, or a painful one?

If that middle-aged man below withdrew his foot, he’d get a clean, quick death. If he insisted on stomping down, then he would die in unbearable agony!

“Sect… Sect Master…”

Xiao Ziji called out weakly, his gaze showing wild joy.

The Sect Master had arrived.

Junior brother was safe now!

At this moment, what Xiao Ziji cared about wasn’t himself, but the Xiyu Hall member.

Seeing his beloved treasured disciple having suffered such grievous injuries, the killing intent in Jun Changxiao’s gaze grew increasingly intense.

Even if the guy standing below was a god or immortal, he would only have death!

Not afraid of offending people anymore?

Under normal circumstances, Jun Changxiao would choose to keep a low profile—for instance, sparing the Ghost Hand Sect elder—but at this very moment, only killing intent filled his heart!

A dragon has reverse scales—touch them and die.

Jun Changxiao’s reverse scales were his precious disciples.

Never mind killing them—even harming a single hair on their heads required paying a painful price!

Hearing Xiao Ziji’s words, Liao Cunfang said indifferently, “So you’re that eighth-tier Tiegu Sect’s sect master?”

As he spoke, his foot still didn’t move away.

This made Jun Changxiao already sentence him to death in his heart, and it would be a death of unbearable agony.

Perhaps out of consideration for the other party also being a sect master, Liao Cunfang withdrew his foot, but being half a beat too slow, it could no longer change his fate of dying painfully.

“Perfect.”

Liao Cunfang said indifferently, “I’ve taken a liking to this disciple of yours. Have him transfer to my Qishan Sect.”

Between his words, he completely didn’t place Jun Changxiao in his eyes.

Never mind the Tiegu Sect Master—even if Qin Haoran, who held two positions, came, he would still be lofty and superior.

This wasn’t showing off, nor was it some brainless villain behavior.

Rather, because his strength was formidable, naturally he had to have a strong expert’s bearing. Could it be that facing weak people he still had to bow and scrape and serve them?

“You’ve taken a liking to him, so he should join your sect?” Jun Changxiao said indifferently. “You’re truly arrogant.”

Liao Cunfang said, “Give him to me, and we’ll write off all grievances.”

He truly admired Xiao Ziji very much. If he could bring him under his own tutelage, he definitely wouldn’t want to eliminate him.

Unfortunately, it was destined to be wishful thinking.

Even if Jun Changxiao really gave Xiao Ziji to him, he absolutely wouldn’t swallow the matter of his disciple being killed.

So he raised his blade and said coldly, “Write off all grievances? Write off your ass!”

Liao Cunfang’s brows furrowed slightly: “You’re a sect master in any case. With a mouth full of vulgar language, you truly have no upbringing whatsoever.”

Killing my people and still talking to me about upbringing?

Heh!

Jun Changxiao laughed.

Suddenly, his gaze became as cold and sharp as blade-light, then he leaped down, swinging his blade downward!

“Whoosh!”

This blade strike carried at least over 300,000 jin of force.

Clearly, he’d already crushed a Strength Amplification Talisman!

Originally looking completely indifferent, upon sensing the blade wind’s overwhelming force, Liao Cunfang’s expression immediately turned grave. He extended a single palm and shouted, “Cloud-Parting Palm!”

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

Spiritual energy erupted from his palm, forming cloud-mist-like energy waves that rapidly condensed into a palm print to meet the attack.

This direct downward slash from Jun Changxiao was truly forceful, making him not dare to be careless. He directly employed the high-grade advanced palm technique he’d comprehended for many years!

Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Azure Dragon Crescent Blade formed green blade-light, its force still climbing steadily, finally soaring to 400,000 jin!

What kind of concept was this?

Only Wuzong with decent spiritual root aptitude could possess such force.

And they would need to reach at least Fifth-Rank!

Liao Cunfang had high-grade spiritual roots, belonging to upper-middle tier Wuzong. Though only Second-Rank, under the Cloud-Parting Palm’s enhancement, his force could reach around 230,000 jin.

This was undoubtedly very excellent.

Unfortunately, before Jun Changxiao’s blade strike.

It was completely.

Insufficient!

“Break for me!”

Jun Changxiao shouted coldly.

The green blade-light pressed down fiercely, directly slashing apart the seemingly real yet illusory palm print, the remaining force continuing downward without diminishing.

“How is this possible…”

Liao Cunfang’s expression changed in shock, but time didn’t allow him to be stunned. He hurriedly used his movement technique to dodge.

“Boom!”

Just as he moved away, the overwhelmingly forceful blade energy had already struck the ground, instantly creating a blade mark about one meter long.

Crack crack crack!

At the end of the blade mark, the ground rapidly split, extending forward, finally shattering five or six meters!

That strike of 400,000 jin seemed about to cleave this entire area’s ground open!

Though Liao Cunfang barely managed to dodge, seeing the blade mark extending across the ground, cold sweat immediately broke out on his back.

He had not the slightest doubt that if that blade had struck him just now, his fate would have been being split in two on the spot!

This Tiegu Sect Master appeared to be only a Sixth or Seventh-Rank Wushi—why could he explode with such terrifying force?!

Could it be… he was hiding his cultivation level?

“Single Blade to the Meeting!”

Jun Changxiao, having just landed, charged forward holding his blade.

The Azure Dragon Crescent Blade suddenly swept across midway, azure flowing light bursting out!

Still the same 400,000 jin of force!

Liao Cunfang’s heart lingered in fear. Not daring to clash head-on, he hurriedly used his movement technique to dodge.

Though he could barely avoid it, as the blade-light swept past right next to his body, it still scared out a cold sweat!

Before absolute force, Xiao Ziji could only be brutalized until gravely injured and collapsed.

Now, facing the Tiegu Sect Master whose force was even stronger than his own, he similarly appeared considerably weaker.

Lofty and superior?

That had long since flown away without a trace!

“Swoosh!”

Jun Changxiao came dragging his blade.

This time he executed the Ghost Dash, speed increased to the maximum. Taking advantage of Liao Cunfang having just steadied himself, he shouted loudly, “Flood of Seven Armies!”

“Swoosh—” Azure blade radiance swept over.

“Not good!”

Liao Cunfang’s expression changed in shock.

He wanted to dodge, but had only just shifted his body sideways when the blade radiance swept right past his nose tip and viciously slashed into his right arm.

“Slash!”

Where the blade radiance passed, the arm flew off!

Because the blade was too fast and the force too strong, the severed wound didn’t immediately spurt blood!

“Swoosh!”

Jun Changxiao appeared behind Liao Cunfang like a ghostly shadow.

“Slash!”

Blade-light flashed again, and the other arm flew off too!

Only now did Liao Cunfang’s right arm’s wound begin spurting blood. Intense pain surged into his consciousness, making his expression immediately twist in agony.

Xiao Ziji witnessed it from his angle, his eyeballs wide as saucers!

A Wuzong had both arms severed by the Sect Master in just a few moves—this was truly world-shaking!

It still wasn’t over!

“Warming Wine and Beheading Huaxiong!”

Jun Changxiao swept the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade fiercely across the lower body.

“Swoosh—” Azure blade radiance directly passed through Liao Cunfang’s knees, immediately creating thin cuts.

“Ahhh!”

Heart-wrenching screams echoed through the mountain valley, startling the wild beasts in the mountains and forests into fleeing in all directions, their gazes showing intense terror.

Just what kind of pain had he experienced to make a human emit such miserable screams!

“Thud!”

Both legs severed at the knees, the agonized Liao Cunfang fell straight to the ground, bone-piercing pain fiercely assaulting his consciousness and scalp!

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Azure blade-light flashed, slicing close to the flesh!

Severing both arms and both legs, then carving off chunks of flesh piece by piece—this was the death method for the sixth-tier Qishan Sect Master!