This Place Is Thrilling, Perfect for Me!
The cruel Plane Battlefield was a place where either you died or I lived.
Therefore, when Jun Changxiao made his move, he showed no mercy. If he could kill with one strike, he would never use a second.
Thus, in just a few minutes, all nineteen planar experts were dead.
What a pity.
If anyone from Starfall Continent had witnessed it, they would definitely have been deeply shaken, because the weakest among those Jun Changxiao had killed possessed Cultivation comparable to an eighth-grade Martial Emperor!
If it had been a major sect, losing so many pillars would have been a devastating blow.
It might even have left them unable to recover from the setback.
Of course.
Had this been Starfall Continent, Jun Changxiao might not have had the chance to kill so many, because Emperor Rank experts there cherished their lives dearly.
Moreover, with Eternal Sect's current strength, unless they had reached a life-or-death feud with an enemy, it would have been difficult for a scene of dozens of Emperor Rank experts slaughtering one another to occur.
The nineteen people killed came from three planes.
First blood: 300 points. Sixteen kills: 160 points. He gained a total of 460 Merit Points.
Swish!
With a sweep of his sword, Jun Changxiao looked at the planar expert hovering high in the air, whose strength was comparable to a Half-step Martial Saint, and said blandly, "Only the last prey remains."
More than ten experts from several planes had treated him as prey, only to become prey themselves. It was truly rather tragic.
The Half-Saint expert said indifferently, "No wonder you dared enter the Plane Battlefield alone. You do have some ability."
"However."
After a pause, his gaze turned cold and sharp. "You still have to die!"