The complete annihilation of three sixth-rate sects—Thunder Hall, Little Demon Sect, and Blood Flame Gate—brought an extremely powerful shock.

Many people deduced from various information that if the Tiegu Sect continued its rampage, the next to be annihilated would definitely be Wind and Rain Pavilion!

Destroying three sixth-rate sects with the force of thunder and lightning—this level of strength caused countless martial artists’ hearts to tremble in shock.

That’s right, that’s right.

They fought the Holy Spring Sect seventy-four times and won seventy-four times.

Annihilating a few evil sects with fewer disciples was also quite normal.

On the Xingyun Continent, aside from top-tier sects, low-level evil sects didn’t have too many disciples, because young people preferred to join righteous sects.

For example, among the three sects that were destroyed, Blood Flame Gate with the most members only had two or three thousand disciples, which couldn’t compare at all with Righteous Qi Gate’s five or six thousand disciples.

However.

Two or three thousand disciples wasn’t a small number either.

One must know that Jun Changxiao only brought slightly over five hundred disciples, yet consecutively annihilated three sects without even losing a single person—this was extremely formidable!

The same thing could be said.

Everyone’s at the bronze level, but I start with six divine equipment—how can you compete?

No way to compete.

Therefore, three sects were annihilated.

Even Righteous Qi Gate, when facing wolf cavalry soldiers equipped with excellent gear, would be beaten black and blue.

Moreover, they were riding middle fifth-rank Hurricane Wolves.

Not to mention having them attack directly—just their presence alone could destroy a sixth or seventh-rate sect. Even just howling once could scare martial apprentices out of their wits.

Jun Changxiao bringing disciples to Huayang Commandery to seek justice could only be described as invincible.

……

Wind and Rain Pavilion, martial arts training ground.

Several thousand disciples gathered together, their eyes fixed without blinking on the field where two martial artists were engaged in fierce combat.

On the elevated platform.

The Wind and Rain Pavilion Master sat with a somewhat unpleasant expression on his face.

Beside him, an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face stroked his beard, a smile appearing on his features.

“Bang!”

After a short while, on the stage, the martial artist with higher cultivation relied on intricate and complex fist techniques to send his opponent flying.

“Alas.”

The Wind and Rain Pavilion Master cupped his hands and said, “Elder He, every disciple of your Sacred Fire Cliff is a dragon among men. My Wind and Rain Pavilion is sincerely convinced of our defeat.”

Although Huayang Commandery was also a ninth-grade commandery, its strength was slightly greater than Qingyang Commandery, because it had two fifth-rate sects, coincidentally one righteous and one evil.

The righteous sect was Cloud and Smoke Residence.

The evil sect was Sacred Fire Cliff.

In other words, this Elder He and the martial cultivator who defeated the Wind and Rain Pavilion disciple were people from a fifth-rate evil sect.

They came to Wind and Rain Pavilion for a friendly visit and casually exchanged pointers.

As a result, after five sparring matches concluded, the Sacred Fire Cliff disciple single-handedly defeated all five Wind and Rain Pavilion disciples.

Worthy indeed of being a direct disciple—truly too strong!

Elder He smiled and said, “Pavilion Master Zhang’s disciples also have decent strength. If they continue cultivating, they will surely achieve good accomplishments.”

The Wind and Rain Pavilion Master knew these were just polite words and naturally wouldn’t take them to heart, saying, “Zhang has already prepared food and wine. Please, Elder He…”

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud explosion sounded.

The tightly closed mountain gate immediately shattered into pieces.

The Wind and Rain Pavilion Master’s expression changed, his gaze erupting with intense killing intent.

“Clop, clop.”

Hurricane Wolves one after another, carrying Tiegu Sect disciples, walked inside.

“This is…”

Elder He said with considerable surprise, “Hurricane Wolves?”

“What?”

The Wind and Rain Pavilion Master’s gaze filled with shock.

After all, this type of fierce beast at minimum possessed strength comparable to a fifth-rank Martial Master!

“Pavilion Master Zhang.”

Elder He smiled and said, “It seems someone has come to wreck the place.”

“Wrong.”

Jun Changxiao, riding the Hurricane Wolf King and holding his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, walked in from the outer gate, saying indifferently, “It’s to seek justice.”

“Hmm?”

Elder He’s smile faded as he said, “Hurricane Wolf King?”

The Wind and Rain Pavilion Master’s mouth immediately twitched.

So many Hurricane Wolves were already shocking enough—he never expected someone would also be riding a Hurricane Wolf King!

“Friend.”

He suppressed his shock and said in a heavy voice, “You and I don’t know each other. What justice are you seeking?”

Jun Changxiao raised his blade, pointing at Elder He and said, “You shouldn’t be from Wind and Rain Pavilion. Quickly leave this place to avoid losing your life.”

“How arrogant, little brat!” Elder He sneered.

Although the Hurricane Wolf King’s strength was very powerful, as an elder of a fifth-rate evil sect, how could he be intimidated by this young man?

If he weren’t riding a fierce beast, with his cruel personality, he would have long ago attacked without a word and crushed him like squashing an ant.

Jun Changxiao said, “This seat has given you a chance. If you insist on staying and won’t leave, then leave your life here.”

He judged from the aura that the white-haired, youthful-faced old man must also be from an evil sect. Killing him would be killing him—there was nothing worth being concerned about.

“Heh heh heh.”

Elder He laughed strangely and said, “Boy, is the reason you’re so arrogant and domineering because you’re riding a Hurricane Wolf King?”

“What business is it of yours?” Jun Changxiao said indifferently.

That Sacred Fire Cliff disciple said coldly, “Boy, if you have guts, dismount… dis-wolf and fight me!”

The elder had been humiliated, so he definitely couldn’t tolerate it.

But fearing the Hurricane Wolf King, he could only issue a challenge in this manner.

“An ant has no qualification to fight this seat.”

Jun Changxiao said indifferently, “Zui Ji, take his head.”

“Yes!”

Xiao Zui Ji jumped down from the wolf beast and walked over, the Cold Edge Sword in his hand flashing with silver bright light.

The Sacred Fire Cliff disciple sneered once and brought out his own curved saber.

This wasn’t a friendly spar but a life-and-death battle, so both of them were surrounded by killing intent. Once they attacked, they absolutely wouldn’t show mercy!

The Wind and Rain Pavilion Master’s face showed a cold sneer.

This young man who walked over, his strength at most was only that of a fifth or sixth-rank Martial Master—he was definitely seeking death!

“Desert Like Smoke!”

Suddenly, the Sacred Fire Cliff disciple struck first, his curved saber immediately dancing as he instantly slashed out a cold and fierce blade qi.

Xiao Zui Ji used Cloud-Treading Steps, first using a cold and fierce starting move to break through the blade qi, then closing in on his opponent, his Cold Edge Sword fiercely slashing through the void.

He hadn’t cultivated sword techniques, but pouring powerful strength into his sword as he swung, immediately dragging out a dazzling sword radiance!

“Not good!”

“Clang!”

The sword radiance swept forward, mercilessly shattering that disciple’s curved saber, its remaining force undiminished as it tore forth.

Whoosh—

The cold radiance dissipated.

The Sacred Fire Cliff disciple’s body stood in place, his right hand gripping the broken blade in a defensive posture, but his head had long since flown off and fallen onto the stone slabs.

One sword, instant kill!

“Cheng Yong!”

Elder He cried out in grief.

The Wind and Rain Pavilion Master beside him showed shock in his gaze.

That Sacred Fire Cliff direct disciple had already reached eighth-rank Martial Master strength, consecutively defeating five of his own disciples, yet now he was slain with a single sword!

“Who is your excellency?” he said in a heavy voice.

With such a strong subordinate who also rode a Hurricane Wolf King, the Wind and Rain Pavilion Master guessed that the other party might come from a great sect.

“Tiegu Clanging Sect Master, Jun Changxiao.”

Jun Changxiao said indifferently.

“Tiegu Sect?”

Elder He said with eyes splitting with rage, “Killing my Sacred Fire Cliff disciple means a fight to the death!”

“Sacred Fire Cliff?”

Jun Changxiao had never heard of it.

The System said, “A fifth-rate evil sect within Huayang Commandery, not inferior to Cangshan Sect and Holy Spring Sect.”

Jun Changxiao understood and said, “No wonder you acted so calm just now.”

Damn it.

He only wanted to annihilate the last Wind and Rain Pavilion, but ended up offending a fifth-rate evil sect. This was truly quite vexing. If there was really no other choice, then… he might as well conveniently attack Sacred Fire Cliff as well.