"Wind Sect Master, I haven't seen you for some days, and Zhou has come to pay a visit."

Zhou Zong, as usual, was dressed in a black robe, embroidered with gold threads, and indescribably noble, when he spoke to Feng Zheng, his voice was filled with mana, making his deep voice full of penetration.

The people present had just recovered from the dazzling golden light, and before they could think about what this sudden golden light was, they were shocked when they heard Zhou Zong's words, and their faces were shocked.

Now that Zhou Zong has appeared, today's Deepavali Conference will be forcibly brought to an end, this group of cultivators is not stupid, they all expect that Feng Zheng will not dare to face Qiu Fang in front of everyone in the East Pole Gate, so he will no longer dare to save his thoughts about getting a piece of the pie.

At this time, the cloud-covered array was torn apart by Zhou Zong's talisman and Qiufang's heavenly thunder, and the warm autumn sun sprinkled in along the huge crack, but no one felt the slightest warmth. Feng Zheng and Zhou Zong, who were confronting each other in mid-air, were also tense, although Zhou Zong was quite polite, but he couldn't hide the sparks in his eyes, and it was clear that he wanted to give in to each other.

"I'm a person who is righteous in the world, and specially summoned the world's heroes to slaughter demons, I don't know what the head of Zhou means by blocking it?"

Feng Zheng said unhappily, he didn't want to talk nonsense with Zhou Zong, so he cut straight to the point.

At this time, Qiufang had already fallen into the hands of the East Pole Gate, and this demon slayer conference could almost be declared a defeat for Feng Zheng. But he is not reconciled, how can he be willing to return at the moment when he is infinitely close to victory?

"This kid is from my sect, and somehow became the protagonist of your demon slayer conference?" Zhou Zong snorted coldly, and said resentfully as he seemed puzzled, and then glanced sideways at Qiu Fang, a flash of worry flashed in his eyes.

Qiu Fang had not yet fully controlled the Xuanxiao Nine Thunder Pupil, and the huge improvement brought by the Immortal Pupil was not long-lasting, and after Qiu Fang used up the last trace of strength, the golden light would completely fade. And Ah Yu's strength to make Qiu Fang's sudden surge does not belong to him after all, and it is also not long-lasting, and the realm that the young man showed almost regressed to his original realm.

However, after a few tosses, the young man's body was obviously a little overdrawn, and in the eyes of everyone, it could be described as the end of a strong crossbow, and he was leaning on He Wangshu's arms with a pale face at this time.

He could feel that the mana in his body was rapidly fading, and if it weren't for He Wang's steady support, he would have fallen to the ground weakly.

Seeing his weak appearance, He Wangshu patted his head lightly, trying his best to soothe him, and the young man also gasped several times in succession, only then did he stabilize his mind a little, but the pain from the hundreds of bones in his limbs did not subside.

The only strange thing is that the wound on the young man's back by the black python's sharp teeth is almost completely scabbed, and many other wounds with cracked skin are also slowly healing, and a faint scar looms, looking closely, it looks like a tangled thorn on a thousand-year-old tree.

"As long as Master Zhou admits that he is from your sect, this thief has been lurking in my sect for a long time, and today he is colluding with the monster to destroy my conference, how can this account be calculated?"

In the end, Feng Zheng ignored the apparent harmony and glared at Zhou Zong viciously, he was angry and had nowhere to vent, and his words naturally became very intense.

"Is there such a thing?"

Zhou Zong knew that he had a reason to lose money in the matter of Qiu Fang sneaking into Mo Zong, so he pretended to be angry and turned his head and shouted, but the person he was facing was not Qiu Fang, who was angry, but He Wangshu, who was full of bad water.

He Wangshu looked at Zhou Zong's eyes, and naturally understood, and immediately showed a puzzled look, folded the jade fracture fan in his hand, and said suspiciously: "This child was abducted a few days ago, and his whereabouts are unknown since then, I have been looking for it for several days, and somehow, it turned out to be here with the Great Wind Sect Master."

He Wangshu's words are tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, obviously excusing Qiufang, but in fact, he poured dirty water on Feng Zheng, even if this is obviously a nonsense.

"It's just presumptuous, how can a dignified and dignified sect master secretly do a black hand?"

Zhou Zong suddenly shouted angrily, his eyebrows and eyes raised slightly, and his acting skills were really good.

When Feng Zheng heard this, the muscles on his face trembled, knowing that the two of them were singing and fooling themselves, he didn't pay attention to it, but just snorted coldly: "Yes or no, you know it in your hearts, but he ruined my conference, and Master Zhou really didn't give me an explanation?"

"Explain..." Zhou Zong muttered, he

After a pause, he glanced at He Wangshu again, after all, when it comes to doing these things, it has to be the old ten who are the most handy.

He Wangshu saw Zhou Zongchao squeezing his eyebrows, and secretly scolded in his heart that this person was really familiar with the way of prevarication, but what he thought in his heart was inconvenient to show on his lips, so he had to obey Zhou Zong's intention and continued: "This explanation... Why don't you put me here and be a husband to your Blood Demon Envoy?"

He Wangshu was not shocked, this teasing, Feng Zheng's anger that was about to be suppressed rose to the sky, and he couldn't help but take two steps forward, bursting out with a strong and domineering momentum around his body, staring at He Wangshu.

Xiong Junqi was standing beside He Wangshu at the moment, and when he saw that Feng Zheng had the intention of lifting the table, he also took two steps forward, the sword light was bright, the cold was pressing, and it was quite-for-tat.

"If the Wind Sect Master wants to do it, we in the East Pole Sect are not vegetarians." Duan Mou's voice sounded on the other side, he was short in stature, standing behind him was not very conspicuous, if he hadn't opened his mouth at this time, Qiu Fang wouldn't even have noticed that he was there.

The East Pole Gate is pouring out of the nest this time, except for Zhong Kouzhen guarding the door, the rest of the people are all present, and they are quite bound to win.

Seeing this, Feng Zheng knew that the other party was not good, so he sneered, "It seems that you have to protect him."

Zhou Zong's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he said, "Wind Sect Master is unwilling?"

As soon as Zhou Zong's voice fell, with the same flick of his sleeves, the mana around his body instantly burst out from his body, and a storm swept through the air, scraping everyone's neat black robes into a hunting sound.

Seeing that Zhou Zong was unrelenting, and even had the intention of fighting, Feng Zheng was silent for a moment, worried that today's Mozong had been turned upside down, and his own loss was not small, if he fought with Zhou Zong again, I am afraid that the chance of winning was extremely slim.

After a while, he finally spoke, "He can go, but the demon can't!"

"Demons? Where are the demons?" Zhou Zong pretended to be shocked and turned his head to look at it a few times.

"In his body!" Feng Zheng knew that Zhou Zong was pretending not to know, and said in a deep voice.

Zhou Zong glanced back at Qiu Fang, and said coldly, "What is the way for the Wind Sect Master to force the demon out?"

"Let me try." Feng Zheng said that, he took two steps forward, and a black short blade appeared in his hand, emitting a faint cold glow.

"No!"

He Wangshu shouted loudly and spoke out to stop him.

Everyone turned their eyes to him, not knowing what he said about his incorruptible tongue.

"Qiu Fang was seriously injured by you, and his life is in danger at this time, can you guarantee that he is safe and sound?" He Wangshu's words are not unreasonable, but they made Feng Zheng's footsteps pause, and there was no better plan for a while.

"Then I'll be fair."

Zhou Zong said that although there will be a deep feud between him and Mozong today, there are already a lot of grievances between the two sides, and it is nothing more than that. It's just that Zhou Zong doesn't want to tear his face with Feng Zheng for the time being, as soon as he comes to Los Angeles, the heroes gather at his feet, and he really sees this matter in his eyes, if he does too much, it will definitely damage the reputation of Dongjimen. Moreover, the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, even if Feng Zheng has fought before, the loss is not small, but at this time, it is definitely not a role that can be manipulated by others.

These concerns hovered in Zhou Zong's heart, so he didn't want to force Feng Zheng too tightly, and after a while, he muttered again: "Why don't we bring it back to Qiufang, find a way to catch the monster, and then send it to the Wind Sect Master."

"Hmph, how can I believe you?" Feng Zheng sneered.

"Then we can't let Autumn Boat get into danger again." Lin Yun, who had not spoken for a long time, also retorted, she saw Qiu Fang's weak appearance in her eyes, and only thought about ending the dispute here as soon as possible and returning to the door to heal Qiu Fang's injuries.

"His life and demons, you can only take the same!" Feng Zheng was furious, and he couldn't help but shout like thunder.

Zhou Zong glanced at him coldly, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that the Wind Sect Master does not accept my proposal."

"If your proposal is really fair, it's okay, could it be that Master Zhou really thinks it's fair?"

Feng Zheng sneered, and after that, he raised his voice several times and shouted downward, "Everyone, how can you afford to lose the demon and subdue the demon?"

Naturally, there are many spectators who are not afraid of things off the field, and there are more

Many people who have always been at odds with Dongjimen have responded loudly and have a great sense of condemnation.

Seeing this, Zhou Zong smiled slightly, obviously not taking this group of rabble in his eyes, and said not to be outdone: "Then I, Zhou Zong, am a demon, you want to take my head, even if you do it, I will never fight back."

This voice was full of anger, resounding all over the earth, everyone heard it, their faces were half surprised, half surprised, if you want to wipe out Zhou Zong, I'm afraid this is the best opportunity.

Without waiting for everyone to come back to their senses, Zhou Zong smiled one after another: "But you have to ask my junior brothers and sisters."

The words fell, and the expressions on everyone's faces all turned back to disappointment, these people in Dongjimen are not good at stubble, and whoever dares to act rashly is definitely a dead end.

And Zhou Zong's words are not only to tell the people present not to think crookedly, but also to tell Feng Zheng that the elite of the East Pole Gate is exhausted, if he is not afraid of smashing Mozong to pieces, even if he fights.

"Master Zhou is really a good method!"

The arrow has to be sent on the string, Feng Zheng knows that if the autumn boat leaves today, it must be a boiled duck flying away, and there is no possibility of success, thinking of this, he urged the spell again, and let out a hoarse roar, in this roar, the mana in his body exploded in full force, and even his eyes were all black, looking quite infiltrating.

"Why don't you let the old man say a few words?"

Ye Yun's voice suddenly sounded, and the mana that burst out of Feng Zheng was also slightly retracted.

Zhou Zong saw Ye Yun's figure slowly flying into the air, and hurriedly clasped his hands and fists and greeted, "Mr. Ye is also here, fortunately."

"Master Zhou, don't be here for a long time, okay?" Ye Yun returned the salute and greeted softly.

"Mr. Lao Ye is concerned, it's all good, it's all good." Zhou Zong was not moved by the amazing mana that Feng Zheng burst out, in front of others, Feng Zheng's strength was certainly strong, but in front of him, he was always slightly inferior.

"In Los Angeles, Dongjimen and Mozong are both famous and surnamed big factions, if they hurt the harmony, I am afraid that the great war of eighteen years ago will reappear. It's better to be a witness and do what Master Zhou said." Ye Yun rubbed his rosacea, said indifferently, and glanced at Zhou Zong and Feng Zheng.

Feng Zheng didn't answer, he was unwilling, but it was inconvenient to brush Ye Yun's kindness.

"Wind Sect Master, today's events are already like this, if there is another fight, but the relatives and enemies are happy, and the other family masters are cheaper, both of them are masters, how can they not figure out such a simple truth."

Seeing that Ye Yun's voice of consolation was from the bottom of his heart, Feng Zheng put away his surging mana, gritted his teeth and said, "That... According to what Mr. Ye said, it's just that Master Zhou should not break his word."

Zhou Zong saw that Feng Zheng took a step, and naturally he was also happy, and said with a smile: "It's easy to say, once the monster comes out, I will definitely inform the Feng Sect Master."

With Zhou Zong's promise, Feng Zheng was half at ease, flicked his sleeves, and turned around to leave.

"Wait!"

Another arrogant female voice sounded, and everyone looked at it, it was the wind that followed with the stars, and called everyone at the East Pole Gate who also wanted to leave.

Seeing that it was a junior, everyone just frowned, didn't say much, and waited for her to speak.

"He's studied the Book of Ink, so he can't finish it like this!" Feng Sui Xingbei bit lightly, and said angrily, his face was also iron-blue, and it seemed that he was not angry with Qiu Fang's deception of her.

"Then you—" He Wangshu sneered at him, but was interrupted by a weak Qiu Fang waving his hand.

"Wind.. Girl, don't worry, when I go back, I will definitely abolish the skills I have learned from the ink scripture." Qiu Fang said weakly, his eyes were dilated, even though the external injuries were much better, but the internal injuries tore at his internal organs.

"How do I know if what you say is true or false, you don't have two truths." Feng followed the stars and spat reluctantly, still chasing after him.

"I swear, definitely." Qiu Fang replied as if he had exhausted all his strength, and then waved his hand slightly, indicating that he didn't want to say anything more.

"Hmph, you showed your might today, even the Wind Sect Master is your subordinate defeated, who still has any ink scripture, go back to Uncle Shi to help you forget it." He Wangshu praised Qiufang while mocking Feng Zheng, and his mouth was quite unforgiving.

Feng Zheng was about to attack, but was interrupted by Zhou Zong and said, "Feng Sect Master, Mr. Ye, farewell!"

After that, as soon as the figures of the people in the East Pole Gate moved, they disappeared into the sky, but there was a voice in the wind, "Take you home!"