Jun Changxiao at His Strongest State

The two Emperor Rank elders from Demon Fiend Sect and God Slaying Hall had both died to the poison on their own hidden weapons. It was tragic to the extreme.

The eyes of the martial artists watching the battle widened further and further, their ears pricked straighter and straighter!

Those were two Martial Emperors, yet they had simply died like that...

"First round of the elders' battle, Eternal Sect wins!"

The Palace Master of Yuxu Palace announced loudly, though he was still reeling in shock. After all, the Purple-haired Man had killed two elders from evil sects with absurd ease and casualness!

If there had been chairs behind them right now, the Sect Master of Demon Fiend Sect and the Hall Master of God Slaying Hall would definitely have collapsed into them.

The fall of Personal Disciples was a blow to a sect that came later, because without proper successors, it could very well decline because of it.

The fall of Emperor Rank elders, however, was a blow that came now, because it was equivalent to losing a pillar supporting the Main Hall. It could collapse at any moment!

Anger, pain, sorrow, grief.

All kinds of emotions ravaged the hearts of Sect Master Ren and Hall Master Han.

Had they known this would happen, they would have let Jun Changxiao bring his disciples to challenge their sects. Losing would only have cost them face; they would not have suffered such enormous losses!

"You two."

Jun Changxiao said, "Let's continue."

Sect Master Ren clenched his fists and said, "Sect Master Jun, how many rounds do you intend to fight in this elders' battle..."

"Eternal Sect does not have many elders, so let's fight one more round?"

"Fine!"

Sect Master Ren and Hall Master Han said in unison, "Just one more round!"