Xiong Wu's face was filled with a layer of evil spirit, and he said, "Uncle Han said that he laughed! This wine and food made me Xiong Wu very satisfied! It was none other than you, Uncle Han, who made me dissatisfied!"

"Oh?"

As soon as he heard this, Han Mo was stunned, and everyone was unclear, and looked at Xiong Wu with a strange expression.

"Senior Nephew Xiong, if you have something to say, let's talk straight!" Han Mo said in a deep voice.

"Hmph!" Xiong Wu snorted coldly and said loudly, "Senior Uncle Han, at the beginning of the Tianji Mu family, my father and Chu Feng made a contract for a decisive battle in four months, but this decisive battle contract was personally mentioned by you?"

"Well, that's right, what's wrong?" Han Mo asked.

"In that case, then the Lei Pavilion Master is now going to marry his daughter to Chu Feng, what's the matter?" Xiong Wu asked sharply.

"Hmm, Senior Nephew Xiong, what you said is really strange! The Lei Pavilion mainly married his daughter to Chu Feng, what does it matter to you? What does it matter to the decisive battle?" Han Mo's brows furrowed even more, and his tone became more and more unhappy.

"Uncle Han, I think you are pretending to be confused!"

Xiong Wu smiled coldly and said, "When the decisive battle covenant was made, it was very clear that before the decisive battle covenant came, we would not hurt Chu Feng or move a single cold hair from him!

"That's right!" Han Mo nodded.

"That's good! In this case, the Thunder Pavilion Master is now marrying his daughter to Chu Feng, Chu Feng is your Wind Thunder Martial Pavilion's son-in-law, and on the day of the decisive battle, we will kill Chu Feng in the Fear Gate, isn't it equivalent to killing the Thunder Pavilion Master's son-in-law?

"Hehe, I understand what you mean! Master Xiong, I really didn't see that you are so good at telling crooked reasoning!" Han Mo shook his head and sneered.

"Crooked, how is it crooked?" Xiong Wu asked.

"Senior Nephew Xiong, when the decisive battle contract was made, it was not stipulated that before the decisive battle contract came, Chu Feng would never be able to marry a wife or have children!

As soon as these words came out, the warriors from all walks of life in the hall were in an uproar again, expressing their opinions.

"Well, in my opinion, what Uncle Han said is right! The meaning of this decisive battle covenant is mainly that the two parties are not allowed to find helpers, isn't it still allowed for Chu Gongzi to marry a wife and not allow Chu Gongzi to make friends? This is ridiculous!"

"Yes! A few months before the arrival of the decisive covenant, it was originally for Chu Gongzi to develop his own strength! Whether it is making friends or marrying a wife, it can be regarded as a way to develop strength, if you can't marry a wife and can't make friends, then is this decisive covenant still meaningful?"

"Hehe, I see, Xiong Wu made such a move in this matter, didn't he see that Chu Feng was growing too fast, and he was already afraid?"

"Don't talk about the decisive battle, just say that this person surnamed Xiong actually stopped the marriage between Chu Gongzi and Miss Lei, it's really annoying! If Miss Ben hadn't suppressed her temperament, she would have asked him to eat my sword!"

For a while, the male and female warriors in the hall were discussing, except for two or three people from the Dreadmen, almost without exception, they were all facing Han Mo and Chu Feng's side, and they were accusing Xiong Wu of the Dreadful Gate.

Hearing the accusations and criticisms of all the martial artists, Xiong Wu's face did not change, and said, "Anyway, the core meaning of the decisive battle covenant is only one, that is, on the day of the decisive battle, no third party forces are allowed to protect Chu Feng!

Han Mo shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry about this! On the day of the decisive battle, our Wind Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion will never shelter Chu Feng!"

"Hehe, Uncle Han, are you coaxing me Xiong Wu as a three-year-old child? You say no protection now, when the time comes, we will kill Chu Feng in the Fear Gate, you can just find an excuse to attack the Fear Gate, so that the Fear Gate will not be attacked on all sides?" Xiong Wu asked in a cold voice.

Although Xiong Wu is only eighteen years old, two or three years older than Chu Feng, he is not less than anyone else, at least the stakes are at stake, Xiong Wu can imagine.

Just imagine, a few months later, on the day of the decisive battle, Chu Feng destroyed the Terrorist Gate, if he was unfortunately killed by the Terrorist Gate, how could the Wind Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion extinguish the anger of his son-in-law's killing? And Chu Feng is the benefactor of the Tianji Mu family, and the Tianji Mu family will never give up on public and private.

Therefore, if the Wind Thunder Martial Pavilion and the Tianji Mu Family join forces and attack the Terror Gate together, let alone one Terror, even if the power of the two Terror Gates is absolutely unbearable, they will suffer from the danger of annihilation.

And what Xiong Wu thought in his heart was that no matter what he said or not, he couldn't let Chu Feng become the son-in-law of the Wind Thunder Martial Pavilion, and after gaining the support of the Tianji Mu family, he climbed to the powerful storage of the Wind Thunder Martial Pavilion!

Han Mo shook his head and said, "Senior Nephew Xiong, my words are clear enough, what do you think is your business, I can't interfere." However, no matter what you think, the Lei Pavilion mainly married his daughter to Chu Feng, and this is not something you can stop!"

"You!"

Xiong Wu was furious and was speechless.

Xiong Wu's most powerful weapon now is not his fist, but his words! If he wants to prevent Chu Feng from becoming the son-in-law of the Wind Thunder Martial Pavilion, he can only use words to squeeze it, and he definitely does not rely on his fists to destroy, that would undoubtedly be death.

Seeing that Chu Feng hadn't spoken, Xiong Wu was so angry that he had an idea, and said, "Chu Feng, if you really have the confidence and courage to resist the Fear Gate, then don't take advantage of the big tree of the Wind Thunder Martial Pavilion!

As soon as these words came out, without waiting for Chu Feng's positive reply, the various martial artists in the hall were talking about it again.

"Ouch, ouch, this fearful Xiong Wu is really shameless, he wants to take advantage, and he is so arrogant, it's really embarrassing!" Tang Xicui shook his head and looked at Xiong Wu with disdain.

"Who doesn't say it! The son of Chu challenged the Xiong family with the strength of one person, and the Xiong family, whether it was a hero or a bear, always took a big advantage in terms of numbers, right? With such a big advantage, I was afraid that the advantage would not be big enough, it was really enough for the bear!" Sha Jianhai also laughed loudly.

"Xiong Wu said this, it is a sign of timidity! It is estimated that now he also regrets it in his heart, regretting why he couldn't get along with Gongzi Chu in the first place, otherwise he wouldn't have this kind of nightmare!" Ge Zhong said with a sneer.

Listening to the ridicule and accusations of these martial artists around him, Xiong Wu's face was blue and purple for a while, and he couldn't hold back his anger, but said to Chu Feng, "Chu Feng, what do you say?"

"Huh!"

Chu Feng shook his head and smiled, and said, "Xiong Wu, you don't have to be afraid, and you don't have to provoke me with words! You can rest assured, on the day of the decisive battle in a few months, your Xiong family's father and son will not be enough for me to kill myself, even if others want to help, I will stop it!"

"Oh, that's what you said?" Xiong Wu immediately asked.

"That's right. Put your fearful heart in your stomach!" Chu Feng nodded, "However, right now, the Lei Pavilion Master will marry Miss Lei to me, this is my business with Miss Lei, but you Xiong Wu is here to intervene, you don't pee and take care of yourself, are you a fart?"

"Haha! Xiong Wu, Xiong Wu, do you think you're awesome? You just listen to Chu Feng's words, find a place to pee and take care of yourself, see if you're a fart, or not even a fart?"

Seeing Xiong Wu looking for trouble, Fan Qianjun on the table next to him couldn't help it, and when he saw the look in Han Mo's hand, he immediately laughed and scolded loudly.