Chapter 2390 Survivors will not be killed! (2 more)
"Jiuyou boy, don't listen to his nonsense!"
Jun Busan jumped forward and stopped in front of Jun Jiuyou. He stared at Jun Wuwang and said coldly: "You traitor, if you dare to come back today, be prepared to be killed!"
Jun Busi also took one step forward and stood side by side with Jun Busan.
Jun Wuwu was very powerful, and he was younger and more powerful than the two of them.
If fighting alone, neither Jun Busan nor Junbusi will get any advantage.
"Hey, I just want to come back and burn incense for my eldest brother and pay homage to his spirit in heaven. Is it so difficult?"
Jun Wuwu shrugged, grinned and said: "That's all, the eldest brother has always looked down on my younger brother anyway, it doesn't matter whether he worships me or not."
Jun Wuwang glanced at him, stood up with his hands behind his hands and said: "Since the old clan leader is dead, it is time to elect a new clan leader to take over this position. I came back today to take over the position of the clan leader. Everyone should have no objections, right?
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"Fuck your motherfucker!"
Jun Busi immediately started to curse, "Jun Wuwang, how can you still have the nerve to stand here and say that you want to be the leader of the clan? You plotted to kill Wu Feng to kill your brother and usurp the leader. How can you, a traitor like you, still want to become the leader of the clan? You
Dreaming? You can’t live without me for a day, don’t even think about it!”
"Hahaha!"
Jun Wuwang laughed loudly, "Old guy, you are old and have run out of strength!"
"You...what did you say?"
Jun Busi was so angry that he was shaking all over. He didn't expect Jun Wuwu to be so arrogant!
"I call you Fourth Elder to give you some face. Who else in this God Clan is more qualified than me to be the leader of this clan? Him?"
Jun Wuwu pointed at Jun Jiuyou and sneered: "He is just a loser who drags down his father, hahaha!"
"Enough! Enough!"
Jun Jiuyou lost control completely, and Jun Wuwang's words were like sharp knives, piercing into his heart.
After all, if I hadn't been too incompetent, how could I have caused my father to pass on the divine mark to me and die?
He is the one who really killed his father!
"Enough? Not enough!"
Jun Wuwu sneered and said: "With a useless person like you as the clan leader, the Jiuyou Divine Clan will only become a joke. If you know better and get out of the Jiuyou Divine Mountain, I can still spare your life. Otherwise, I will
I’ll send you down and reunite your father and son!”
"Shut up!"
Jun Busi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with all his strength, he slapped Jun Wuwu hard with his palm.
"Haha, are you making a big fuss in Big Brother's mourning hall? It's neither three nor four, it really is neither three nor four!"
Jun Wuwu laughed loudly, "Old man, do you think I'm still the young boy? You are already in your twilight years, and I am in the prime of my life. You old men, you should not take care of it, it's better to take less care of it."
!”
The next moment, a domineering force of wind and thunder burst out from Jun Wuwu's body and collided with Jun Busi's palm wind.
Kick, kick, kick!
Jun Busi's body shook violently and he was knocked back three steps!
A face to face, that's it; the sun sets and the wind blows!
"You actually!"
Jun Bu's eyes were full of disbelief. He had known that Jun Wuwu's strength had improved rapidly in the past few years, but he didn't expect that he had become so strong.
"Why, are you surprised?"
Jun Wuwu sneered, "Old man, I want to see who else can stop me today?"
For a moment, there was deathly silence in the entire mourning hall.
Even Jun Busi suffered a big loss at the hands of Jun Wuwu, and the others...
Who can be Jun Wuwu's opponent?
"Something's wrong!"
Ling Feng frowned, stared at Jun Wuwang's figure, and muttered to himself.
"What's wrong?"
Yu Junyao blinked and turned to look at Ling Feng, "In this situation, you are still babbling. What are you mumbling about?"
"Obviously when he took action against Brother Jun that day, he was far from being so strong!"
Ling Feng frowned. In the secret room that day, although Ling Feng had no time to deal with Jun Wuwu, he had some understanding of his strength.
Although Jun Wuwang is strong, he is not that strong yet.
How could he suddenly become so strong in just a few days?
Something's wrong, something's really wrong!
Na Jun Wuwang gained the upper hand with one move, and immediately showed off his power, "How about it, old guy, do you understand now? Half of your body is about to be buried in the ground, I advise you to be more sensible and obediently find a geomantic treasure land to spend the rest of your life.
It’s best not to get involved in matters like this!”
"you!"
Even though Jun Busi's face turned red with anger and he stared at Jun Wuwu angrily, the two elders looked at each other and actually attacked Jun Wuwu at the same time.
"Two against one, that's not kind!"
At this moment, suddenly, a cold and hoarse voice came out from behind the crowd.
The next moment, a puff of black smoke filled the air, followed by a black shadow rising into the sky. The disciples of the Nine Nether God Clan around them were directly blown into blood foam all over the sky.
Then, whoosh whoosh!
Dark shadows filled the sky and rushed into the crowd, followed by a frenzied fight.
Caught off guard, a large number of disciples of the Nine Nether God Clan died on the spot.
"A man in the devil's way!"
Jun Busan's eyelids twitched, and he immediately glared at Jun Wuwang angrily, "You actually colluded with people from the devil's path and brought these evil heretics into Jiuyou Sacred Mountain to kill your fellow tribesmen!"
Outside the Nine Nether Sacred Mountain, there is a mountain-protecting formation. If it were not for the direct lineage of the gods to open the magic circle, these evil heretics would not be able to step into the sacred mountain.
"Inform my clansmen? Those who obey me are my clansmen!"
Jun Wuwang laughed loudly, "Poison-blooded Yama, be careful with your approach, but don't kill everyone! Those who surrender will not be killed!"
"certainly!"
The cold and hoarse voice sounded again, and blood shadows swept across, and another group of disciples of the Nine Nether God Clan died unexpectedly.
"ah!"
"No!"
Cries of killing and screams came and went, and after a while, the entire mourning hall had almost turned into a Shura field.
Demonic masters come and go without a trace, and disappear without a trace. How can these disciples of the gods, who have no skills and experience in fighting enemies, compare to these murderous demons?
In addition, the "Clan Leader" of the Jiuyou Divine Clan, Jun Jiuyou, is now completely like a wooden man, standing dumbly.
The Nine Nether God Clan is leaderless and has no one to organize a response, so it will only fall into the trap of being beaten.
Soon, the situation became almost one-sided, with the Jiuyou God Clan suffering heavy casualties.
"What kind of clan leader, we are working desperately, but he is in a daze?"
"No matter what, I surrender! No one should be the leader of the clan. Jun Wuwang is at least stronger than Jun Jiuyou!"
"I surrender!"
Gradually, more and more disciples of the Nine Nether God Clan chose to surrender. Jun Wuwu couldn't help but sneer. The current situation was completely under his control.
The next step is to force Jun Jiuyou to give up his position as clan leader.