There was someone blocking the road ahead, blocking the carriage. They were wearing the sword robe of the Dahe Sword Sect. Looking at the logo on the sword robe, they were just a group of inner disciples.

"Get away!"

Jun Wuxie's face turned cold.

He is now very disgusted with the people of Dahe Sword Sect.

In the morning, he had already shown his strength, and now these inner disciples dared to act wildly in front of him. This was because they were used to being domineering, and it was really inflated!

"Get out? How?"

An inner disciple who seemed to be the leader mocked: "Are you rolling around in despair like you did in the morning or how?"

"Well, senior brother, you have forgotten that this genius is now a member of Zongwang Academy, which is the training base of the Human Head Lantern, hahaha!"

"Do you want to die?"

Jun Wuxie's patience had reached its limit, especially when the other party used the human-headed lantern to talk about things, which made his anger instantly rush to the top of his head.

"Death?" The leading inner disciple smiled coldly: "You will all die in next year's life and death showdown. Tsk, tsk, aren't the lanterns on the mountain path unique?"

"Well, there is also the female corpse on the sword tablet. Do you know who that is? That is the wife of the sect leader of your sect king's academy. She was whipped to death, but you can only watch. You said your sect king

Are the academy, from top to bottom, all a bunch of losers and cowards?"

"Elder brother, is this true?" The little Taoist priest's face was extremely gloomy, and he shouted loudly: "Kill them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Wuxie had already jumped up, and in an instant he was in front of the leading inner disciple, and slapped his entire head to pieces.

The crowds on both sides of the street suddenly screamed.

"You...you dare to kill someone!"

The other inner disciples were frightened.

Over the years, although the two sects have been in constant friction, they have not fought to the death except on the stage of life and death.

"Leave no one behind!"

Jun Wuxie said coldly to the little Taoist priest and the little monk.

"clear!"

The little Taoist priest rushed forward, holding a stolen shovel, one shovel at a time, and slapped the inner disciples of the Dahe Sword Sect until their internal organs spurted out.

"Monks are compassionate, Amitabha!"

The young monk rushed up with the Buddha's name in his mouth, picked up the alms bowl, and smashed it against his head.

These disciples had no power to fight back. In a moment, their heads exploded and they lay on the ground.

"He killed someone, the people from Zongwang Academy killed someone!"

An inner disciple who was hiding at the end screamed and rushed into the crowd.

Unfortunately, before he could escape a few steps, Jun Wuxie caught up with him and kicked him away. When he landed, his whole body was folded together, and he died suddenly.

"Let's go!"

Jun Wuxie and three others jumped on the carriage and drove away like crazy.
Chapter completed!