Is there something wrong with your head?

Ai Shangke was also a sword cultivator. He could tell at a glance that the quality of Jun Changxiao's Cold Edge Sword was extraordinary.

So he said lightly, "It's really a waste for this sword to be in your hands. Give it to me, and we'll forget about it."

Ai Shangke thought it was okay to let go of Iron Bone for a sword.

"Give it to you?"

Jun Changxiao said, "Is there something wrong with your head?"

Ai Shangke's deep eyes flashed a trace of coldness, and a white wave of air suddenly appeared around him.

After becoming a Martial Disciple, a warrior would gather spiritual energy in his dantian. Once it was stimulated, it would explode with momentum, which was called spiritual power.

Feeling it at a close distance, Jun Changxiao said to himself, "This guy is much stronger than that bandit leader. It's a bit tricky."

He had killed Zhou Tianba, who was a Martial Disciple, with the help of Hard to Stop. Now that his weapon was sealed again, it seemed very difficult to kill him with only the elementary Cold Edge Sword.

What's more, the opponent's weapon was obviously stronger than Wei Yinu's. His cultivation was not as good as his, and his equipment was not good enough. How could he fight?

Should he use the system?

Forget it, forget it.

I only have 24 contribution points. I'd better use them sparingly.

Jun Changxiao's mind went into the Space Ring and summoned the Speed Talisman given by the novice gift package. He said to himself, "Among all the martial arts in the world, only speed is invincible. I should be able to deal with him."

"Crack."

The talisman was crushed.

In an instant, a special energy flowed into Jun Changxiao's legs, giving him the urge to run away.

He smiled and said, "I feel the power of the wind …"

"Boy."

Ai Shangke said coldly, "Are you ready?"

Jun Changxiao raised his sword and said, "Come on."

"Swish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ai Shangke stepped forward and waved his right wrist. The three-foot-long sword cut through the void, forming a stream of sword Qi, close to the ground to disturb.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, the sword momentum filled the air.

The Iron Bone disciples in the distance were shocked when they saw this.

Everyone looked at Jun Changxiao, but they saw that he was still standing in the same place with a calm smile on his face.

Could it be … that the Sect Leader was going to use the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Skin Technique?

"Aren't you going to dodge?"

Ai Shanke sneered.

Although this sword strike was played down, the force behind it was still several thousand kilograms. If he didn't dodge it, he would definitely end up in a miserable state.

Swish!

At this moment, the Sword Qi that shot out directly slashed through Jun Changxiao's body, cutting him in half.

"Sect Leader!" The disciples exclaimed in unison.

Ai Shanke was also dumbfounded. His casual attack had split the Iron Bone Sect's leader in half?

'What a piece of trash! You can't even take a single strike from my sword …'

No, no!

His body had been slashed open, but why was there no blood spurting out?

The Iron Bone disciples also realized this problem. Soon, they realized that the Sect Leader's body was suddenly distorted, and then gradually disappeared.

What was going on?

"Phantom?"

Ayshanke frowned.

"Hey."

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, "I'm here."

"Shua!"

Ai Shanke hurriedly turned around and saw Jun Changxiao standing behind him with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile. He couldn't calm down and exclaimed, "How did you get there!"

The Iron Bone disciples saw that their Sect Leader was safe and sound and heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, they were puzzled. He was clearly standing in front, so how did he run to the back in the blink of an eye?

"I walked over." Jun Changxiao said.

"Impossible!" Ai Shanke said, "You must have used some kind of evil illusion!"

Jun Changxiao touched his nose and smiled, "Open your eyes wider, I'll walk again to show you."

"Swish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood still in the same place, but a voice came from behind, "Did you see it clearly?"

Ai Shanke hurriedly turned around and found that Jun Changxiao had appeared in the same position as before, and his expression was completely frozen.

"Oh my god!"

The Iron Bone disciples' eyes widened.

In their vision, they saw two identical Sect Leaders standing on the left and right, sandwiching the Ai Family Elder in the middle!

After a while, the one on the left gradually dissipated.

Ai Shanke said in shock, "You … what kind of sorcery did you use!"

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "This is not a sorcery, it's a footwork, called Phantom Steps."

"Phantom Steps?"

Ai Shanke had never heard of it before, but from the name, he seemed to remember something, and said in disbelief, "The illusion just now was because the speed was too fast?"

"Smart." Jun Changxiao said.

Although he said so, he was also shocked in his heart, "This speed talisman is too fast, so fast that even if I change my position, my figure won't be able to dissipate in time."

"Impossible, impossible!"

Ai Shanke couldn't believe it. After all, it was so fast that he couldn't see it, so fast that it was an illusion. This was simply too shocking!

"Swish!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

Jun Changxiao stood in front of him, and there were still illusions behind him, and said, "Did you see it clearly this time?"

"How did Sect Leader go over, I can't see it at all!"

"The speed is too fast, so fast that we can't even catch the movement with our eyes!"

"Sect Leader is mighty!"

All the disciples shouted in admiration.

"Damn it!"

Ai Shanke angrily slashed with his sword, but it still hit the illusion. Jun Changxiao was already standing on the right side.

In the world of martial arts, only speed was unbeatable.

However, when it reached his level, it was completely beyond the comprehension of a Martial Disciple.

"Swish! Swish! Swish! "

Jun Changxiao kept changing his position, and in a breath's time, more than ten illusions appeared in Ai Shanke's vision.

Obviously, the appearance of each illusion meant that Jun Changxiao had been here and stayed for a short time. As for the process, he couldn't see it at all.

The bald head of the Black Wind Stronghold practiced the Seven Steps Shadow Transformation, but when he used it, he could still see the shadow and roughly grasp the position.

The muscles on Ai Shanke's face gradually stiffened, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble.

If he couldn't even see the person clearly, how could he fight?

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Jun Changxiao appeared behind him and kicked his butt.

This kick contained at least a thousand pounds of force, and Ai Shanke, who was caught off guard, staggered a few steps forward and almost fell to the ground.

"Puhaha!"

The disciples couldn't help but laugh.

After all, he was an elder, and being kicked in the butt by the Sect Leader was really funny.

"Damn it!"

Ai Shanke stabilized his body, feeling ashamed and angry. He then raised his sword and slashed in the air, instantly forming a powerful Sword Qi.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Jun Changxiao calmly stepped forward, dodging from the left and the right, and illusions appeared one after another.

Under the support of the Speed Talisman, the powerful Sword Qi seemed to have slowed down. Even if it covered the entire martial arts field and formed an inescapable net, he could still easily avoid it.

"Bang!"

Jun Changxiao kicked from behind again, hitting Ai Shanke's other butt. Although it didn't cause any substantial damage, it made the opponent go crazy.

"Ah!"

He roared loudly.

"Hiss —"

Suddenly, the robe on his body was torn, and he was only left with a pair of white underpants.

Jun Changxiao stood in front of him, the tip of his sword holding a lock of hair, and smiled: "Elder Ai, do you think it's necessary to continue fighting?"