Uncle Jiu's Senior Brother

Shi Shaojian spat out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground.

Every strand of her long, flowing hair stood up.

The image became extremely embarrassing.

Fortunately, he used his remaining magic power to activate the protective shield at the critical moment.

Otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as vomiting blood.

Shi Shaojian slowly raised his head, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The voice was slow but still smiling:

"You evil bitch, your strength is still a little lacking! It's not enough to massage me!"

"you!"

Ji Lingwei was so angry. You are still stubborn even in this situation.

"Okay! If you want to die, I'll grant your wish."

"Shenxiao Five Thunder Method! Kill!"

Ji Lingwei's eyes also turned red with anger and caused a landmine to strike again.

"stop!"

Shi Jian appeared on the stage in an instant, and Master Qin and others who were hosting the show all stood up upon seeing this.

Shi Jian slowly looked at Ji Lingwei with a serious expression.

"Do you want to kill him?"

After saying that, he punched the sky, pierced through the thunderclouds, and stopped the lightning from falling.

"He won't admit defeat, so why can't I continue."

Ji Ling asked with a frown.

"Can't you see he's passed out?"

Shi Jian helped Shi Shaojian, who was half-kneeling on the ground with his eyes closed, up and let him rest his head on his shoulder.

Ji Lingwei really didn't notice it.

The elder in charge of the competition had just noticed that Shi Shaojian had fainted.

Upon hearing this, he hurried over to take Shi Shaojian's pulse.

“The child’s life is fine, but his internal organs are slightly injured, but he has Zichuan Pill.

It will be fine after a period of recuperation.”

The elder said with some shame.

Logically speaking, it was because he was not careful enough at that moment and almost harmed Shi Shaojian.

Shi Jian knew all this, but he didn't blame him.

If his spiritual sense had not been locked on his son, he would not have been able to discover it.

"Master Qin, you Maoshan people need to give us an explanation for why you interfered with the competition at will!"

The female leader of the Shenxiao sect on the stage questioned.

This was the first time she spoke in the past few days, and she sounded domineering as soon as she opened her mouth.

Without waiting for Master Qin to reply.

Shi Jian spoke first: "What do you want to say?"

He handed Shi Shaojian over to the elders around him and took him to the Maoshan camp to heal his wounds.

When Hua Ling saw Shi Shaojian fainted, she directly fed him a Zichuan Pill.

Seeing this, Shi Jian finally put his mind at ease and focused on dealing with the situation.

At this moment, all ten stadiums have stopped.

Obviously saw that something was wrong.

The head of the Shenxiao sect was stunned for a moment by Shi Jian's question, and then his expression turned unhappy.

If anyone dared to speak to her in this tone in the past, she would have been struck by lightning.

"That's your Maoshan business, it's wrong for you to interfere in the competition without permission.

And how dare you talk to me like that!

Are you the headmaster of Maoshan?"

“We at Maoshan are willing to accept defeat in this match.

You ask me why? Just because I am the elder of the Maoshan Punishment Hall, what do you think? "

Shi Jian narrowed his eyes and replied coldly.

"You, well, I want to see how capable you, the Maoshan elder, are!"

The head of the Shenxiao sect stepped on the ground and floated down onto the stage.

The crowd watching exclaimed, now there was something interesting to watch.

The elders of Mount Mao are fighting against the sect leader.

"Count me in, I'm also an elder of Maoshan! I'm just looking forward to learning the Shenxiao Five Thunder Technique."

At this time, a voice sounded from the other side, and everyone looked and saw it was Lu Li.

He slowly walked over to Shi Jian and stood beside him, looking at the headmaster of the Shenxiao Sect.

"Xiao Li."

Shi Jian wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Take me with you. I haven't fought anyone since my breakthrough, so this is just the right time to get used to it."

Uncle Jiu also appeared in the field in a flash.

"Wow!"

Everyone got excited, and it looked even better.

Master Qin sat back down calmly. He had wanted to go up just now.

"Junior brother, Xiaoli, why are you doing this?"

“You already called me your junior brother, so how can I just stand by and watch.

Shao Jian is also my nephew. How can I just ignore him when he hits me in the face?"

Uncle Jiu said with a smile.

"Yes, Master, others have ridden on our faces. If we can endure this, why would we build a road?

At worst, I'll just overturn the table."

Lu Li said indifferently.

Normally, because they are from the same Taoist sect, it doesn't matter even if Lu Li gives up a little bit of his own interests.

But since you have offended my master, don't blame me for being rude.

Isn’t it Maoshan’s tradition to protect one’s shortcomings?

Today he wants to carry forward this tradition.

The three of them looked at each other and simultaneously released the aura of the Jindan stage.

Suddenly, the wind blew up on the field, causing the flags on the training ground to flutter.

The sand and dust were also blown up, and the people in the audience covered their eyes and could not see the situation in the venue at all.

The Shenxiao Sect's leader's momentum faltered and he became weak.

How the hell am I going to fight this? I was so busy showing off my power that I forgot that Maoshan now has four Jindan stage warriors.

Before coming here, I had thought that they might not be so harmonious.

I didn't expect they were so close.

"Aren't you going to teach our Maoshan elders a lesson? Don't just stand there, come on!"

Lu Li said playfully.

"You! How rude! After all, I am the head of a sect, and I am considered your elder.

Is that how you talk to your elders?"

The head of the Shenxiao sect pointed at Lu Li and said angrily.

She could see that this boy had the highest cultivation among the three.

I can't even see through his realm, so I can only use my status as a senior to suppress him.

I hope he still has some scruples.

Lu Li's expression turned cold, and the lightning sword kept fluttering behind him.

"Put your hands down, or I won't mind chopping them off for you.

Who are you, my elder? Stop telling me this bullshit.

All my elders are here. The spirit world relies on ability.

Times have changed now. If you don't have the ability, don't pretend to be such a big shot.

I'll just keep my old bones together, for the sake of our fellow Taoists.

I am also willing to call you a senior, but you must jump out and cause trouble.

Then I will let you be at ease.”

Lu Li's threatening words made everyone stunned.

Isn't this meant for those people on the stage?

In fact, Lu Li has been enduring it these past few days. These guys have not only plotted against him but have also made it impossible for him to play.

Moreover, during the time he was in Maoshan, he always acted like a senior.

Ordering Maoshan disciples to do this and that.

Someone also found Hua Ling and used his Taoist identity to order her to contribute the elixir.

Lu Li almost drew his sword and stabbed someone, but Uncle Jiu stopped him.

He saw that some people in the Taoist sect wanted to suppress Maoshan's momentum because they saw that Maoshan was on the rise.

Maybe he also wants to take advantage of the situation.

Of course, not all sects are like this, a large number of them are still very friendly.

The Shenxiao Sect is the sect that wants to suppress Maoshan.

So at the beginning Lu Li didn't even think about giving her face.

“It seems that you are so powerful in Maoshan that even the younger generation is so disrespectful to the elders.

Master Qin, do you think so too? "

Seeing that Lu Li didn't give him any face at all, the head of the Shenxiao Sect could only ask Master Qin.

“Ah, Master Shen is asking me, Lu Li is the Great Elder of my Maoshan.

His words can fully represent our Maoshan. If you don’t believe me, just ask the thousands of disciples of my Maoshan!

is not it? "

"Yes!"

Elder Cui shouted.

Soon after, everyone in Maoshan shouted in unison, and the sound shook the Great Mao Peak.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The shouts of thousands of people made everyone feel excited.

The remaining nine elders in the late foundation building stage also came to the scene.

Thus, all the twelve elders of Maoshan were present.

They just stood in a row and looked at the leader of the Shenxiao Sect.

The eyes seemed to say.

Come on, little guy. If you don't agree, let's fight!

"You, you!"

The head of the Shenxiao sect covered his chest with his hands, and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment.

His eyes rolled back and he passed out.

It was quite a strange sight that the head of a sect, the Golden Core Master, was actually fainted from anger.

"Headmaster!"

Ji Lingwei hurried forward to help her up, looking at Lu Li and the others pitifully.

She was also scared. How could a game turn into a gang fight?

Just now, the fellow disciples from the Shenxiao Sect were so frightened that they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

He was afraid of being torn to pieces by thousands of Maoshan disciples.

Shi Jian, Uncle Jiu, Lu Li and the other twelve people looked at each other.

After all this work, this is it.

You are trying to blackmail me, right? We didn't touch you.

Of course they couldn't embarrass a little girl.

So Shi Jian said, "Let me help you go down, this matter has nothing to do with you.

It was your headmaster who wanted to take advantage of the situation and ended up bringing trouble upon himself."

"Ah."

Ji Lingwei hurriedly carried the head of Shenxiao Sect on his back and returned to the Shenxiao Sect's stands amid the boos of all the spectators.

He gathered together with twenty or so disciples of the Shenxiao Sect and ran away.