chapter 27

Calm down, calm down.

The first thing to do now was to rescue the disciples and then deal with the inhumane bandits.

Jun Changxiao suppressed his anger and killing intent and arrived at the hall at the end of the hall. There were ten bandits standing at the door. Their aura seemed to have reached Level Seven or Eight Meridian Opening.

"They should be the elites of Black Wind Stronghold."

While thinking, he stepped into the hall. However, as soon as he entered, he felt numerous cold gazes locking onto him.

There were eight martial artists in the hall, their brows filled with killing intent.

"These people are at least Level Ten Meridian Opening!" Jun Changxiao thought.

"Kid."

A fair-skinned, long-haired man reclined on a chair and smiled, "You have guts to kill my Black Wind Stronghold's men."

A middle-aged man with a full beard said, "If not for the Head's order, I would have twisted your head off and kicked it like a ball!"

Jun Chang Xiao ignored him and said with his hands behind his back, "I have personally come to Black Mountain to redeem my people. Is this how you treat your guests when you send these dog meat lackeys to welcome me?"

"Despicable guy!"

"How dare you call us dog meat!"

The eight martial artists in the hall stood up angrily, their eyes filled with killing intent. They had the urge to kill Jun Changxiao.

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, a loud laughter sounded.

A burly middle-aged man walked in from the side door and sat on a tiger skin chair, "Head Jun, we are honored by your presence. Your presence brings light to my Black Wind Stronghold."

"Head Master!"

The eight martial artists said respectfully.

Jun Changxiao's face was calm, but when he saw the spirit energy around the man, he thought, "He should be a Martial Disciple."

Although Martial Disciple was only the second realm in the Falling Star Continent, it was much stronger than a Meridian Opening Realm martial artist.

In Jun Changxiao's memory, a Martial Disciple was comparable to ten Level Twelve Meridian Opening Realm martial artists. With the support of a high-grade martial technique, one punch could easily carry ten thousand pounds of force.

Damn it.

Facing a Martial Disciple, the pressure was too great.

"Head Master."

Jun Changxiao said, "I don't like to talk nonsense. This time, I came to the Black Wind Stockade only to take my disciples away."

The Great Master raised a finger and said with a smile, "I, Zhou Tianba, won't beat around the bush. One hundred taels per head. After paying the money, Sect Leader Jun can take them away at any time."

"A hundred taels?"

Jun Changxiao frowned. "It's a little expensive."

He only had three hundred taels of silver on him, so he could only redeem three of them with money.

Zhou Tianba said, "I'm giving you the lowest price because of Sect Leader Wang. If it were any other sect, it would be at least 200 taels per head."

"Oh?"

Jun Changxiao said, "Does Da Dangjia know our Sect's previous Sect Leader?"

Zhou Tianba leaned back in his chair as he reminisced about the past. "We used to meet quite often in the Small Phoenix Brothel. We can be considered old buddies."

Brothel mates …

Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched.

It turned out that this fellow was the same as Sect Leader Wang, who liked to visit brothels.

"If that's the case."

Jun Changxiao said, "Da Dangjia, why don't you give Jun a lower price because we're brothel mates?"

"Heh."

"Does this fellow think he's selling vegetables at the market? Why is he bargaining?"

The eight small leaders sneered.

Zhou Tianba said, "Sect Leader Jun, how much will it take for you to accept it?"

Jun Changxiao thought for a while and said, "How about this, Jun will give you a hundred taels, and Da Dangjia will release all of our disciples."

If money could solve the problem, he would rather redeem his disciples first, send them to a safe area, and then go to the Black Wind Stockade alone.

"Haha!"

"A hundred taels? Is this fellow bullsh * tting? "

A few of the small leaders started laughing.

Zhou Tianba said with a gloomy face, "Sect Leader Jun, the price you gave is not sincere at all."

Jun Changxiao shrugged helplessly and said, "Our Iron Bone Sect is very poor. We can only give you a hundred taels to redeem our disciples. Da Dangjia, please make an exception because you're brothel mates with Sect Leader Wang."

"Exception?"

Zhou Tianba snapped his fingers and said, "Okay."

Soon, two bandits came out of the side door with a young man who was tied up.

Jun Changxiao frowned.

The young man was the disciple he had recruited in Qingyang City.

His hair was messy, and his face was swollen. It was obvious that he had been severely abused.

"Sect Leader …"

The young man saw Jun Changxiao. His desperate eyes flashed with hope. He shouted weakly, "Help me … Help me …"

"Plop!"

He was thrown in front of the tiger-skinned chair.

Zhou Tianba stepped on the young man's head and laughed, "Sect Leader Jun, if I kill him today, I will have one less head. This way, you won't have to pay more ransom."

Jun Changxiao clenched his fists behind his back. Anger surged from his body.

As the leader of a sect, how could he watch his disciple be humiliated?

"Don't … Don't kill me …"

The young man seemed to feel the breath of death. He said helplessly, "Don't kill me. I don't want to die. Don't kill me … I don't want to die … I'm willing to join the Heifeng Gang! I'm willing to be your slave. Please don't kill me … Don't kill me! "

"Hahaha!"

"What a coward!"

"Look, his pants are wet. He must have peed himself!"

The eight bandits laughed unscrupulously.

Jun Changxiao was even angrier.

"Damn it."

"What kind of disciple did I recruit?"

"Puchi —"

Zhou Tianba pulled out the long sword hanging in front of the chair and cut off the young man's head. He laughed and said, "Sect Leader Jun, since you are so afraid of death, I'll take care of you.

"Ding!"

"Sect members: 99100."

Jun Changxiao ignored the system announcement that the number of members had decreased. He slowly raised his head and looked at Zhou Tianba. "I have something to say!" he said coldly.

This sentence was full of anger.

He was very angry and disappointed that his disciple was so afraid of death. However, he was still a disciple of the Unyielding Sect. What right did outsiders have to kill him?

"Hehe, this guy seems to be angry."

"Shouldn't the Sect Leader thank him for taking care of a disciple who is afraid of death?"

The eight bandits laughed disdainfully.

Since Jun Changxiao came in, they didn't take him seriously.

Zhou Tianbo's eyes flashed coldly, but he also put away the long sword. He smiled and said, "Sect Leader Jun, what's your problem?"

Jun Changxiao said coldly, "The disciples of the Unyielding Sect, no matter if they are afraid of death or have made a big mistake, only I can punish them. No one else has the right to intervene."

"Hahaha!"

"Does this guy really think he is the Sect Leader?"

"A ninth-rate sect, even worse than the Heifeng Gang, dares to talk nonsense in front of the Sect Leader. He must be tired of living!"

Zhou Tianba put his hands together and rested his chin on the back of his palms. He said, "So, I am meddling in your business?"

"Yes."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "You're meddling in other people's business."

The smile on Zhou Tianba's face disappeared, and his eyes became cold.

The eight bandits saw this and realized that their Sect Leader was angry!

"Boy!"

The bearded man slapped the armrest and shouted angrily, "Our Sect Leader will give you some face since we are all from the Jianghu. Don't think too highly of yourself."

"Puchi!"

Jun Changxiao held the Cold Sword and stabbed it into the bearded man's chest.