Luo Jie didn't quite agree. Couldn't it be distributed equally?
Although Jun Lin's cultivation level is low, he is not going to die and can certainly bear more pressure.
Junlin raised an eyebrow. "Then you take on the one on the right, and I'll take on the three on the left?"
"Okay!" Luo Jie nodded. "Don't worry, I'll come help you after my battle is over!"
"OK."
Junlin didn't stand on ceremony and turned to greet the group behind him.
Luo Jie followed the previous plan and rushed towards the warrior on the far right.
"Demonic cultivator! Surrender!" A young martial artist facing Jun Lin was full of vigor at this moment.
Jun Lin frowned. Of the three people he had chosen, two were at the early stage of the fourth realm and one was at the peak of the third realm.
The boy barking at them was none other than the one at the peak of the third realm.
then.
Junlin immediately couldn't help but curse, "You son of a bitch, you're the most useless person here, how dare you bark like a dog? Who gives you the right to speak here?"
Upon hearing this, the boy became somewhat angry, "You..."
However, the boy was interrupted by Junlin as soon as he uttered a single word.
"What do you mean, 'you'? Don't you even look at their cultivation levels? And what are yours? You don't actually think that just because you can fly, you're at the fourth realm, do you? You think you're worthy of staying here?"
"Arrogance! You're only at the mid-stage of the third realm!" The young man seemed to have some manners; even though he was very angry, he didn't curse Jun Lin.
"So what? I'm a demonic cultivator, I'm shameless, and my cultivation level doesn't stop me from cursing you," Jun Lin said confidently.
The young man got carried away and couldn't help but attack Junlin directly.
Jun Lin quickly dodged, "Oh, you're getting angry now? How can you call yourself a martial artist with such a mentality?"
"Demonic cultivator! Stop your arrogant words! This young brother is far more upright than you, a demonic sorcerer!" A fourth-realm martial artist in a blue robe couldn't stand it any longer.
"What are you doing peeking out here? You've been talking about him but not you, and you're getting all lovey-dovey, aren't you?" Junlin said bluntly.
"You...how dare you!"
"Oh, oh, oh, is that all? Are all you righteous cultivators so concerned about saving face? Can't you just insult me directly? I, Luo Jie, hereby formally request to be insulted..."
Just as Junlin was preparing to engage in a verbal battle with the assembled heroes, Luo Jie's voice suddenly rang out.
"Brother Jun! Change! Change! This one is no match for me!"
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