Playing House? Toying with Me?
The Realm Hall's Eighth and Ninth Rotation experts flew over first, only to be blasted back first, unlocking all kinds of poses as they sprawled across the wilderness or became embedded in rock walls.
"This..."
The martial artists on the outskirts were dumbfounded.
Those were martial artists dispatched by the Realm Hall. Setting aside whether they were strong or weak, they represented absolute authority, yet they had been ruthlessly blasted away!
Qiao Baishou, who had only just breathed a sigh of relief, also widened his eyes.
In the short time since the Realm Hall appeared, he had imagined many scenarios. For example, they might land and negotiate with Jun Changxiao, making him wary enough to leave. But he had never expected them to attack before they had even landed!
Arrogant!
Too arrogant!
Jun Changxiao interlocked his fingers and said, "If you think the Realm Hall can serve as your protective umbrella, then you are gravely mistaken."
His tone was very calm, yet cold sweat rose down Qiao Baishou's back. That man's sharp gaze was simply too frightening, as if he were a madman through and through!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The Realm Hall martial artists who arrived afterward stopped outside the Imperial Sword Mysterious Sect, their faces both furious and wary.
They had seen their companions get sent flying, and they had heard Jun Changxiao's words. They wanted to go in on the surface, but their bodies honestly remained outside.
If the enemy did not move, neither would they!
"Jun Changxiao!"
An influential Realm Hall expert said in a low voice, "What do you mean by this?"
He had gone there when the major clans besieged the Eternal Sect, so even without seeing the Ancient Warship, he immediately recognized Jun Changxiao.
"Don't understand?"
Gousheng said indifferently, "I