"It's okay, Hu doesn't want to accidentally hurt the pillars of the future Returning Yuan Shangzong." Chen Xu said something fakely, followed closely behind, and flew out.

With your feet gently on the water, the calm lake ripples.

"Then open ......" Before Elder Zhu's words could be spoken, he felt a crushing pain in his chest, and two white waves were smashed out of it, and the hazy white mist overflowed from his body, continuously merging into Chen Xu's body.

Everyone in the Guiyuan Shangzong jumped out of the No. 1 private room of Tianzi one after another, wanting to watch this battle between the martial forces, but they didn't expect to see the scene of Elder Zhu being blown away as soon as they came out.

"It's the same martial power, and the gap is so big, Elder Zhu can't even resist a blow from the Great Elder of the Tiger King!"

Elder Zhuo's eyebrows were full of solemnity, he couldn't take the blow that Elder Zhu had dealt to Hall Master Ge before, this Tiger King Great Elder's strength was probably far beyond their imagination.

But this is undoubtedly a good thing for him and for the Guiyuan Sect, which is at the lowest point in history, and desperately needs a sect master who can control the scene to stabilize the situation.

"The Great Elder of the Tiger King is in the martial arts, and that is also a top-notch existence, how can the surname Zhu be provoked." Claiming to be the number one horse boy of the Tiger King's Great Elder, Master Mu has a sense of honor.

Although he didn't know what level the Tiger King's true strength should be at in the martial arts, it didn't prevent him from blowing a wave now.

"It's neither weird nor human, but a combination of weird and living, which has some meaning." Chen Xu's expression moved slightly, recalling the few fog god sect disciples who had been pinched to death in Cangdu City, and slowly paced forward.

In his memory, there was one who was very similar to this Elder Zhu, although that person's strength was also a weak chicken, but he also managed to leave a slight impression in his heart.

With each step forward, the momentum increases by one percent.

The punch he had just made was definitely able to kill this person, but at the last moment, a wave of energy comparable to that of a martial artist was activated from his body, which left him with a breath of relief.

Elder Zhu, who was half-sunk in the lake, twitched slightly, a touch of fear appeared in his eyes, he could clearly feel that his consciousness was being eaten, and when he completely lost consciousness, Zhu Yong would never appear in the world again.

"Archbishop Chana, it was just an accident, I ...... I haven't gotten my hands all yet...... Haven't lost yet.

Please ...... again Give your subordinates another chance...... Please......"

The white mist turned into a stream of water, slowly but firmly engulfing Zhu Yong's whole person, and when he was completely enveloped, the voice begging for mercy stopped abruptly, and he stood up stiffly like a marionette.

"The tenth elder of the Guiyuan Shangzong, the hidden is really deep enough, your strength is probably only one step away from the martial minister." An unfamiliar woman's voice came from the mouth of a middle-aged man, and this contrast and sense of disobedience made the rest of the Guiyuan Shangzong stunned.

"You're not Elder Zhu, what kind of person are you!"

"Elder Zhu, what's wrong with you?"

Several elders and hall masters shouted loudly, a trace of irrepressible fear appeared on their faces, the biggest fear came from the unknown, they couldn't understand why Elder Zhu had become such a strange appearance.

"You're from the Fog God Cult?" Chen Xu opened his mouth indifferently, thinking in his heart how much spiritual energy he could increase after killing this thing.

The energy fluctuations shown by this guy far exceeded the martial power, and it could be perceived that even he was a little inferior when he first became a martial arts goalkeeper, and it could be said that he was the weakest martial artist he had ever seen so far.

Bang bang bang.

Elder Zhu raised his hand and applauded gently: "I didn't expect that in the Martial Alliance, I could meet a martial artist who had heard of the prestige of my Mist God Sect, since you have heard of it, it will be much easier."

As long as you are willing to join the Fog God Sect and share the glory of the gods, this seat can not pursue you for killing my Mist God Sect Bishop.

It can even allow you to complete the bishop's promotion ceremony directly, and there will be no chance to sit on an equal footing with this seat before the future. ”

"The premise is, to become your puppet first, you have absolute power over life and death?" Chen Xu's gaze fell on Elder Zhu, who had lost his vitality, and the vast spirit pushed the lake water to roll to both sides.

A great sun rises, reflecting the lake in red.

"That's nature, there are gains and losses, if there is no constraint, how can this seat dare to use a person who has just put in his command." Archbishop Chana did not hide his intentions at all, and said bluntly.

"However, in the face of longevity and strength that would not otherwise be possible, these are no longer important, are you right?"

Archbishop Chana's slightly drooping eyes swept over Chen Xu's rising momentum, and a shocked expression flashed on his flowing face: "You are not a martial artist, but a martial artist!" ”

But it was too late for her to find out, and when she realized it, Chen Xu wrapped his fist in the power of burning mountains and boiling seas, tearing apart the heavens and the earth, and striking horizontally.

"This blow ......" Archbishop Chana looked a little jealous in his eyes, and his hands were raised upward.

The calm waters of the lake were rippling, and the wind swept up several water dragons, and the water level descended at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Nine Dragons Strangling!"

At the moment when the two were about to collide, the surface of the lake that Chen Xu strode on made a loud noise, and the mist rose, enveloping the entire area.

"Get out of the way, this battle is no longer something we can watch!" Elder Zhuo drew his long sword from his back and slashed at the small shockwave that wasn't even an aftermath, intending to delay the evacuation of the others behind him.

Boom!

The moment the blade touched the shock wave, Elder Zhuo let out a miserable scream, the tiger's mouth cracked, the long sword shattered, and it came out of his hand.

Several people from the Guiyuan Shangzong had no power to resist, and they were carried high by the shock wave and smashed to the shore, making a dull sound.

As the strongest Elder Ge among the few people present, he did not fall into a coma for the first time, and struggled to look up, his pupils suddenly shrank.

The colorful boat ran aground near the shore, and the water vortex about dozens of meters high condensed on the lake with the two people as the center, and collapsed in all directions in an instant, setting off a huge wave.

"It's this seat that underestimates you, your strength is a few points stronger than that old ghost."

The water dispersed, leaving only the remnants of Archbishop Chana's ears ringing in Chen Xu's ears.

"At the Martial Arts Conference, we will meet again, and when the time comes, this seat will personally take back today's shame!"

Closing his fists and standing up, Chen Xu didn't take his threatening words to heart at all, since this guy planned to do another battle with him at the Martial Alliance Conference, then he didn't mind an extra income when he got the position of alliance leader.

After sweeping over the shopkeeper of the colorful boat and the staff dressed as a maid who saw that the situation was not good, Chen Xu snorted coldly, dragged out the rolling white waves, and rushed away.

He didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't solve it as soon as possible, but it doesn't mean that he will let them go, and those who are enemies with him will only die!