The conflict between the Chu Pavilion on the mountain and the Majestic Hall soon reached the ears of the Master of the Majestic Hall at the foot of the mountain.

Originally, Wei Zhenfeng, the hall master of the Majestic Hall, didn't care - after all, in his opinion, a small Chu Pavilion, killing them was like stepping on an ant to death, and there was no need to report this trivial matter to him.

But the speaker is unintentional, but the listener on the side is intentional!

After hearing this, the Pukong monk of Southern Shaolin couldn't help but be shocked!

"Mighty Hall provoked the Chu Pavilion?, this is a disaster to destroy the Gate...... Pu Kongxin exclaimed, "I heard that after Master Chu returned, the Sword Throwing Villa, Qin Zhuang, Murong Pavilion, and the Blood Demon Old Ancestor were all destroyed in his hands. His current position on the list of gods is an astonishing 111 positions! How can he be compared to the Mighty Hall!'

So Pukong hurriedly exclaimed: "Hall Master Wei! Quickly send a message and let your disciples stop! Honestly apologize to Master Chu, maybe there will be salvation! Hurry-it's too late!"

Wei Zhenfeng, the hall master of the Majestic Hall, didn't quite understand what the old monk Pukong meant.

What's the matter? He's a weak man at the bottom of the god list, and I have to turn around and apologize to him? It's too late?

No matter what era it is, I have never seen the strong take the initiative to apologize to the weak!

Even the monks of Shaolin are merciful and merciful, so it won't be like this, right?

Besides, I'm not a Shaolin monk!

"Master Pukong, it's just an ordinary conflict, why should you mind? It's not that you've provoked some powerful bigwigs......" Wei Zhenfeng said nonchalantly, not realizing the seriousness of the problem.

"Oops!" Pukong felt that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was in a hurry, and he couldn't help but stumble and talk, "Wei Zhenfeng! You are confused! Don't you know who Master Jiangnan Chu is? What have you been doing all this time?

The more impatient and panicked Pukong became, the more confused Wei Zhenfeng became.

"What's wrong with Master Chu? He's a weak person at the bottom of the god list, I'm still afraid that he won't make it?

When Pukong heard this, he was about to faint.

"At the bottom of the god list? that was when Master Chu hadn't come back yet—how do you look like you were living in the last century! Please open your eyes and see, the god list over there—"

As he spoke, the old monk Pukong stretched out his hand and pointed at the stone tablet of the gods of Tiandao Mountain in the distance. wanted Wei Zhenfeng to see Chu Chen's ranking clearly.

Seeing this, Wei Zhenfeng was shocked again and a little embarrassed.

I was shocked that I didn't know how much Chu Chen ranked, could he be higher than me?

And the embarrassing thing is that with Wei Zhenfeng's strength and cultivation, coupled with the fact that he does not have the assistance of farsighted supernatural powers, he can't see the god stele on Tiandao Mountain here at all!

After all, the location of Tiandao Mountain is the former Mount Everest, far away in the sky, ordinary people, cultivators, and only people who are extremely strong in cultivation, or cultivators who are proficient in far-sighted supernatural powers, can see the ranking above at a glance.

But to be honest, Wei Zhenfeng was in retreat during this period of time and practiced, and he really didn't pay much attention to the changes in the ranking on the god list. So the news does lag a bit.

"I ...... I can't see it......" Wei Zhenfeng also seemed to realize the root of the problem, "May I ask Master Pukong, how much is Master Chu's ranking now? Five hundred, or four hundred?"

Wei Zhenfeng was lucky, feeling that even if this Master Chu climbed in ranking, he would only be a little higher than himself, and it was not a big problem!

But when he saw the monk Pukong, he smiled: "Five hundred, four hundred, if it is such a ranking, it will be enough, I don't bother to pay attention to it!"

"Listen up! The current Chu Pavilion Chu Chen is ranked one hundred and eleventh on the God List! Some time ago, even the Blood Demon Ancestor fell into his hands!"

When Wei Zhenfeng heard this, he couldn't help but be frightened, and he was stunned on the spot!?

'Ranked one hundred and eleven on the God List!?Is it so terrifying?' Wei Zhenfeng naturally knew what it meant to be ranked in this ranking!

That's definitely a situation where no one can stop you!

"Even a big devil like the Blood Demon Ancestor was killed by him......?" Wei Zhenfeng thought to himself, this is really a catastrophe!

Seeing Wei Zhenfeng, who was sluggish on the spot, Monk Pukong said again: "One is on the list of gods, and he can rank one hundred and eleven, what else do you need? He himself is the backer! In this mortal world, in addition to my Shaolin and other strong sects, there are still a few people who can beat him!"

Wei Zhenfeng reacted suddenly, and immediately cried: "Master Pukong......, save me!

"What are you still doing in a daze! Hurry up—go up the mountain! Stop your short-sighted disciple! Admit your mistake to Master Chu, we Shaolin are intermediating, maybe there is room for maneuver!" Pukong said seriously.

"Yes, yes, yes, go up the mountain!" Wei Zhenfeng did not delay any longer, and hurriedly used his magic power with the old monk Pukong and rushed up the mountain.

It's too late, it's too soon—

Just when Wei Zhenfeng and Pukong were rushing towards the mountain, on the other side-

Hillside!

Feng Qingxue and Zhu Yiqun have also already exchanged hands.

And the fight between the two came almost suddenly, neatly and neatly, without a trace of superfluous movements.

"Leave people under the sword!?" Feeling the powerful sword aura looming, the Pukong monk used all his strength to escape and rushed to the scene.

Result –

It's still a step too late!

I saw Feng Qingxue draw his sword, and in the middle of the air, the sword light flashed. She immediately put away her sword.

The action is beautiful and in one go. But with the air of unhurried and death!

Looking at Zhu Yiqun again, he was still a hippie smile, and he didn't take this opponent to heart at all. 、

But the next second-

With the wind and snow at the moment when the sword is closed. Zhu Yiqun's head suddenly split up and jumped high into the air.

Zhu Yiqun, his head is in a different place!

But that's not all!

How powerful is the sword qi unleashed by Feng Qingxue? With Zhu Yiqun's strength, he can't resist it at all!

The vertical and horizontal sword qi penetrated down, as if the whole person had been thrown into a meat grinder......

Immediately, Zhu Yiqun's body, with the head that flew out, turned into a pool of blood in mid-air, sprinkled on the ground like a drizzle!

Zhu Yiqun was not only beheaded by a sword, but he didn't even leave a corpse, and under the vertical and horizontal sword qi, it turned into a pool of blood!

The appearance of this scene immediately stunned everyone present!

Including the old monk Pukong, who barely arrived, was also dumbfounded!

Because this is not Chu Chen's hand at all!

How powerful is the sword qi, but he is only a disciple under the Chu Pavilion!?

And Wei Zhenfeng, who was late, didn't even see the last face of his subordinate Zhu Yiqun, who had just been promoted to the eldest disciple, and saw the blood and water fall to the ground like a mouthful of thick phlegm.

But with the feeling of breath, Wei Zhenfeng still realized that it was Zhu Yiqun who turned into blood and water!

"Hiss......" Zhu Yiqun couldn't help but feel his hairs stand on end, and he gasped!

(End of chapter)