"Is this person really a junior disciple of Qingyun Sect? Such a powerful Taoist Dharma, some powerful elders of my Holy Sect can not be able to do it!"

The disciples of the Demon Cult at the scene were so surprised that they couldn't speak. They thought that the first person in the seventh veins of Qingyun Sect, who must be a powerful person, but if they are too strong, they are just a junior disciple. However, they never thought that Ma Jun's strength was no match for some old monsters.

The disciples of the Demon Cult sacrificed their magic weapon to resist Ma Jun's attack. Some people fell to the ground and screamed, while others were hit by the magic weapon by lightning, causing their minds to hurt and spurted blood out of their mouths.

Even the group of people with the strongest cultivation, the young man led by the Wandu Sect, also looked pale and looked at Ma Jun in shock.

"This person is equivalent to the elder of the sect! It's not something we can deal with, but now it's difficult to get on the tiger. Either he dies or I die!" The young leader of the Wandu Sect had a gloomy face, no longer the appearance of a handsome young man before, and said with a vicious face.

The old boss nodded, obviously agreeing with this, and said, "He must have consumed a lot of true energy when he uses such a powerful Taoist method. We may have the possibility of victory if we give it a try!"

As the two of them expected, Ma Jun did consume a lot of true energy and had suffered a lot of attacks from magic weapons before. But in fact, Ma Jun's physique is extraordinary, and to put it bluntly, it is very resistant to beatings.

If ordinary people had faced the attacks of countless magic weapons, they would have suffered a lot of internal injuries. But for Ma Jun, it was just a physical injury.

The reason why I used a lot of true energy to release my ultimate move was just to solve the problem of most ordinary disciples of the Demon Sect, so as not to constantly attack magic weapons. Even with Ma Jun's physical fitness, I was a little worried.

At this moment, Ma Jun was already breathing a little, and a "bang" sound fell to the ground. Before the old boss and the young man from Wanpo Sect began to fight desperately. He had already begun to attack and rushed into the crowd of the Demon Cult.

This time it was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. Those ordinary disciples of the Demon Sect recovered from the attack of lightning and immediately met Ma Jun's fierce attack.

Compared with long-range Taoist attacks, Ma Jun prefers close-killing struggles. The feeling of fist-to-stealing makes his blood boil and awakens the desire to kill deep in his heart.

Ma Jun moved around and moved, and his figure was extremely flexible.

Only the sound of continuous blows was heard, and the disciples of the Demon Cult screamed in pain.

"Is this man still so fierce? Is this man a monster?"

The old man and the young man from Wandu Sect saw his brothers around him catch up and fell to the ground with blood. He was so scared that his face was gone and his liver and gallbladder trembled.

The two of them didn't say anything nonsense. They turned around at the same time, turned their heads and ran away.

Faced with such a powerful monster, still stay and wait for death?

At this moment, the old boss was already full of regret, and he hated the man who deceived him to come and kill Ma Jun in his heart.

As for the young man who led the Wandu Sect, he was depressed and sad, and he was full of self-doubt and mixed feelings. He always thought that he was gifted and would definitely be a giant in the future. Today, he saw Ma Jun, who seemed to be a little younger than him, so terrifying. He had been hit and completely lost his former arrogance.

"The magic weapons of these ordinary disciples of the Demon Sect can probably be replaced with some energy, right?"

Ma Jun raised his sword and reaped his life while thinking in his heart. He suddenly looked up and saw two people who were fleeing. He laughed twice, grabbed the magic weapon of the disciples of the Demon Sect, and threw it out like a sharp arrow.

He slightly stopped the time when the young boss and the young man from Wandu Sect escaped. When the two of them had just solved the magic weapon they attacked, Ma Jun had already solved it, and the other demon general disciples chased after him fiercely.

The three of them are actually in similar condition now, and they are all a little injured, but even so, Ma Jun's pursuit is much faster than the older two people escaping.

However, while the three of them were flying with their energy, four or five sounds of breaking through the air came from afar.

The few people who appeared again were much faster than Ma Jun's.

In the blink of an eye, he was already blocked in front of Ma Jun.

"master!"

"Senior Poison God of Wanpo Sect?"

The two of the escaped elders stopped in the air and said.

Ma Jun frowned deeply and looked at the people in front of him. He said in his heart: "Is it over? There are groups of people coming after groups. Listening to the two of them, it seems that the person in front of him is obviously the senior management of Wandu Sect?"

"I have never seen such a senior junior in hundreds of years! Even Wan Jianyi, who was so energetic back then, seemed to be slightly inferior to you! What a Qingyun Sect!" Among the few people in front of him, a burly old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Ma Jun, and said with a cold voice.

Ma Jun put away the short stick under his feet and landed heavily on the ground. He held the magic weapon tightly in his right hand, looked at the few people who also fell to the ground, and knew that the next battle would be difficult!

"Even if you are a genius, you will have to hate this today. Let's take action together and fight!" The poison god of Wanpo Sect stared at Ma Jun with a cold look and said without any mercy.

"What kind of resentment did I cause to cause the Ten Thousand Poison Sect Blood Refining Hall to kill me like this?"

Ma Jun's heart was full of anger. In a blink of an eye, the situation took a sharp turn and the cat and mouse identities changed instantly.

He did not give him any time to think about it. The shameless senior of Poison God did not talk about the morality of the world at all. He joined forces with a group of powerful subordinates and started attacking!

The group of people like the Poison God are much stronger than those of the previous Demon Sect disciples.

They took action ruthlessly and decisively, and magic weapons of various shapes of swords and sticks hit Ma Jun in an instant.

In a hurry, although Ma Jun activated his true energy in his body and relied on the magic weapon of short sticks to block it for a little while, he was still beaten and seriously injured.

At the same time, the Poison God released a enchanting purple poisonous gas, covering Ma Jun's whole body.

"Master, let me leave the next thing!" At this time, the young disciple of Wandu Sect came forward, stared at Ma Jun with a vicious look, and said darkly.

At this moment, the ground around Ma Jun was deeply engulfed, and his whole body was faintly visible in the purple poisonous fog. His exposed body was completely swollen, and his clothes were covered with blood.

"Hehe, you can't imagine that Feng Shui will change. You chased me like a dog from a broken family. I will treat you well later!" The young disciple of Wandu Sect said with a sneer, taking out countless non-venomous snakes and venomous insects and throwing them at Ma Jun. At the same time, he walked up with a folding fan magic weapon in his hand.

Ma Jun gritted his teeth tightly, circulating his true energy to resist the poisonous gas entering his body, and his mind sank into the system to find a way to escape. At this time, he can no longer be a wealth-guarding slave.

At this moment, another sound of breaking through the air came. Before the person arrived, the sound came first, "Senior Poison God, let's save his life!"
Chapter completed!