"Holy Son of the Nitat Family, about Chu Qingyu?"

The Zhou family's villa, next to the stone house by the sea, Zhou Chuanli, the ancestor of the Zhou family, looked at Wei Le, who had just received the information, and his eyes narrowed. Fire Ran Wen ena'com

At his level, of course he knew about the Western Blood Clan, Werewolves and other alien races, and he knew it quite well.

Back then, Zhou Weiyong, the ancestor of the Zhou family, fought with a Western god-level blood clan and severely injured the other party.

Despite the victory in that battle, Zhou Weiyong explained the strength of the blood race, an alien race, in his autobiography, calling it "born with extraordinary talents and invincible in the flesh".

Zhou Weiyong also publicly stated that if humans and blood clans of the same level fight, it is almost impossible to win.

In the same level, the only one who can compete with the blood clan is the werewolf who is also of another race.

"Exactly the news?"

Zhou Chuanli asked again.

"There should be nothing wrong!" Wei Le replied, "Whether it is the Western martial arts world or the Chinese martial arts world, it has spread all over now, and today I have noticed that many masters of Hong Kong Island have begun to leave for the mainland!"

Zhou Chuanli sat cross-legged, his expression even calmer.

With his current cultivation, he was naturally no longer afraid of the strong of the Blood Clan, but what made him wonder was why the Holy Son of the Nitat Family, the most powerful of the Blood Clan, would openly fight against Chu Yunfei.

The Nitat family is the most powerful family in the blood clan, which is well known, and among the blood clan, god-level masters are at least the duke's seat.

And this Hippolyte, the holy son of the Nitat family, claims to be the prince of the blood clan, which shows that his strength is even higher than that of the duke, at least above the early stage of the god level, or has reached the middle stage of the god level.

He didn't understand, why did such a cultivator find Chu Yunfei and openly make an appointment?

As we all know, a person, only when you regard him as an opponent, and when he is qualified to be your opponent, you will make an appointment to fight against him, otherwise he will be destroyed casually, why bother so much?

Hippolyte made an appointment to fight Chu Yunfei, which showed that Chu Yunfei had the strength to be recognized by Hippolyte.

But the more so, the more puzzled he became!

Judging from Chu Yunfei's previous achievements, killing Francis, destroying the Inquisition, and beheading Sherlock Dahl is indeed amazing to the world, but whether it is the Twelve Judgment Kings or the other two Western masters, they are only at the saint level.

How is this level different from an ant for him, a god?

In his opinion, although Chu Yunfei dominates the world, in his eyes, he is just a powerful ant that can be destroyed with his palm turned over.

As long as he didn't enter the god level, he had 10,000 ways to kill Chu Yunfei.

But now it seems that the situation does not seem to be quite what he thinks.

"Taizu, do we still have to go to the mainland to find Chu Qingyu first?"

Sensing the change in Zhou Chuanli's expression, Wei Le asked.

"Mainland, of course you have to go!"

Zhou Chuanli said in a deep voice: "But let's not rush to find Chu Qingyu first, let's go directly to Beihai!"

"Since someone invited Chu Qingyu to fight first, let's see how this battle goes!"

Wei Le nodded, but couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

"Could it be that even Taizu has begun to be jealous of Chu Qingyu?"

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Under Duke's propaganda, the matter of Hippolit's invitation to Chu Yunfei quickly spread all over the world, and the collapse of the Pentagon was even crazier than any presidential change, and both the Eastern and Western martial arts circles were boiling.

Kunlun Mountain, a thatched house that had stood for hundreds of years, suddenly cracked, and a figure walked out of it.

He looked dying, old and weak, his clothes were almost weathered, and there were holes and rags everywhere, and every step seemed to take a great deal of effort.

But the essence in his eyes was constantly flickering, and with every step, his complexion was ruddy, and the momentum on his body was also growing.

He looked to the north, his eyes deep.

"Prince of the Blood Clan, invite me to fight as a Chinese warrior, this battle should be worth watching!"

As soon as he stepped forward, he had disappeared into the mountains and forests, like a land fairy.

At the same time, a very similar scene took place all over the world, and those god-level old monsters who had been in seclusion and seclusion all year round appeared one after another, and a wave of martial arts swept the world.

In Japan, under a waterfall is an indestructible sword house, which is being washed and squeezed by the water falling from a high altitude all the time, but for hundreds of years, there has not been even a trace of decay on it.

If you take a closer look, you will find that there is a faint light and shadow on this sword house, which completely covers the sword house, which is why the sword house has been unscathed for hundreds of years.

In the past hundreds of years, what has confronted this high-altitude waterfall is this faint light and shadow, not the sword house itself.

Inside the sword house, a figure sat cross-legged, half of his body was immersed in the water, and only one head was exposed to the water, allowing the water to wave, his body sat like a mountain, not moving at all.

At his side, a thick, dark sword slammed diagonally into the water, scattering a chill.

"Teacher!"

In the distance, a middle-aged man was shaped like the wind, and he actually fell straight down from a hundred-meter-high waterfall, and finally only lightly kneel on the surface of his feet, no matter how splashed the water was, it could not wet his body at all.

"I just received news that Emperor Chu Qingyu of Huaxia was asked to fight by a blood powerhouse, and in two days, they will fight on the North Sea of Huaxia!"

The middle-aged man was half-kneeling on the water, his cultivation had obviously reached the peak, his cultivation was thick and condensed, and he had reached the holy level, but he had a respectful look towards the old man in this sword house, and he did not dare to have the slightest disrespect.

Hearing the words "Chu Qingyu", the old man did not have too many fluctuations in his expression, but smiled contemptuously.

"Chu Qingyu, that newly rising Huaxia kid?"

"To be able to achieve this at such an age is indeed more than any of our old guys when they were young, but in the final analysis, he is just a hairy boy, not at the god level, and he dares to call himself invincible in the world, ridiculous!"

"The master of the blood clan asked to fight him, but it was only a battle between the saint level, you came to inform me, is there anything special about this?"

The old man knew very well that if it weren't for the special nature of this battle, the middle-aged man would never come to disturb him.

"Teacher, the strong man of the blood clan who fought Chu Qingyu is named Hippolyte, who claims to be the holy son of the Nitat family and the prince of the blood clan!"

"Wow!"

As soon as his words fell, a chilling sword aura soared into the sky, separating the hundred-meter-long waterfall from the bottom to the top, and even the mountain rock was broken into two, and hundreds of tons of water were swept upside down into the sky and were cut off by force.

The middle-aged man was forced back by this extremely strong sword qi, and only then did he stabilize his figure, and when he came back to his senses, the old man who was in the sword house had already stood beside him, carrying a dark heavy sword, and a pair of tiger eyes flashed coldly, almost condensing the air.

"Let's go, follow me to the North Sea!"