"Who is so bold as to dare to come to me to spread wild!"

Yuchenglong was furious, and his face was gloomy as water.

This reception banquet was specially organized for Chu Xun, and at this time, someone came to make trouble, is this obviously to slap him in the face.

But when he saw the emaciated figure at the door, Yu Chenglong's voice suddenly stopped, as if someone had pinched his neck hard.

At this time, the other Blood Demon Sect Qi cultivation disciples on the table all got up and called out to the figure Senior Brother Xu.

Xu Haifeng!

The great-great-grandson of the ancestor of the Blood Demon Sect, Xu Yan, his qualification is the seventh grade, but his noble birth, with the identity of the ancestor Xu Yan, is rampant and domineering in the Blood Demon Sect, except for Elder Jin Dan and a few top Tianjiao and those descendants of the same infant ancestor, no other disciples are in Xu Haifeng's eyes.

Originally, this Xu Haifeng took a group of people to look for Chu Xun a few days ago, wanting to obtain the Blood Soul Pill, but he didn't want him to come back today, and he came in like a forced door.

Afraid that Chu Xun didn't know Xu Haifeng, Yucheng Long quickly transmitted the sound and explained his origin clearly.

Chu Xun is the closed disciple of Xu Yan Ancestor, Xu Haifeng is the great-great-grandson of Xu Yan Ancestor, if the two of them fight, it will really be a big flood that has washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family does not know the family.

Chu Xun listened silently, looking at the door with flat eyes, Xu Haifeng's figure was thin, handsome, and there was a look of arrogance in his demeanor, as if he only looked at people with his nostrils, not with his eyes.

This kind of person is from a good background, if he is from an ordinary background, if he dares to look at people with this attitude, Chu Xun dares to guarantee that he will not know how many times he has been beaten to death.

And behind Xu Haifeng, outside the question, there were some seventy or eighty monks, all of them with a sense of enthusiasm in their expressions, looking like thugs and dogs, which made Chu Xun sigh, it is really like things to gather people in groups, what kind of people follow what.

"Surround this place for me!"

Xu Haifeng's eyes were long, looking at Chu Xun's gaze full of endless greed, he couldn't wait to slash Chu Xun with one knife and get the appearance of the Blood Soul Pill in one mouth.

Crash~

The seventy or eighty doglegs behind him rushed in from both sides of the door, and forty or fifty people rushed into the hall in an instant, surrounding Chu Xun, Yu Chenglong and others, and they were murderous.

"Irrelevant people, get out of my way, lest Lao Tzu be unhappy and slaughtered for you!"

Xu Haifeng's contemptuous posture of not putting everyone in his eyes made Wu Muyang, Si Mingjie and several other inner disciples standing at the table look embarrassed, and it was not to leave, nor to stay.

According to Xu Haifeng's arrogant and domineering character, if he didn't leave, he really wouldn't care so much, and directly ordered the killer.

But if they left, they came here to hug Chu Xun's purpose of hugging the thigh of this old ancestor Xu Yan's closed disciple, but it would be in vain.

Yu Chenglong hurriedly explained: "Senior Brother Xu, don't be impulsive, this Senior Brother Chu is really the closed disciple of the ancestor Xu Yan, we are all a family, don't be a family who doesn't know a family......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xu Haifeng, "What are you, you deserve to talk to me, hurry up, or I will clean up with you." ”

These few words are extremely insulting, and it can be said that they didn't give any face, Yu Chenglong's face turned red, his heart was so angry that his fists were clenched white under the table.

Until this moment, Yu Chenglong realized even more that without a background and no backer, even if he was an inner disciple, he would not have the slightest face in the face of Xu Haifeng and others, which made him more resolute now by Chu Xun's side and his determination to join Chu Xun's camp.

At this time, Xu Haifeng didn't look at Xu Haifeng at all, he looked at Chu Xun, and snorted coldly: "My grandfather has no closed disciples, others may not know, but I know that his old man has no closed disciples at all, you dare to pretend, and dare to come to the base camp of the Blood Demon Sect, this is really a hell and no door for you to break in." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, in addition to Yu Chenglong's unwavering belief that Chu Xun was the closed disciple of Yuanying Ancestor Xu Yan, Wu Muyang, Si Mingjie and others began to have a trace of doubt about Chu Xun's identity?

After all, they hadn't seen Chu Xun take out his identity token, nor had they seen him perform the exercises of the Blood Demon Sect and refine other people's blood to cultivate.

Chu Xun saw the change in everyone's demeanor, but he was not worried, his face still did not change, and he sat there as steady as Mount Tai.

He took the flask, poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and said indifferently: "Pretending? Is it true, no one can pretend to be it, and if it is fake, it is useless for anyone to pretend to be." Let me prove for myself whether I'm true or not. ”

"You prove?"

Xu Haifeng smiled, and paid attention to it, no matter what Chu Xun took out to prove his identity, he denied that it was fake, and he smiled: "How do you prove it......?"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Xun suddenly burst into flames, and shouted loudly: "That's how it is proved!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure appeared in front of a dog-legged monk, and with a miserable scream, Chu Xun's right hand was inserted into the opponent's chest.

The dog-legged monk's body shriveled down at a speed visible to the naked eye, his hair instantly withered and turned white, his pupils dilated, and dry folds appeared on his face.

At the same time, Chu Xun's eyes were scarlet, and the blood around his body was full of blood, swirling with a trace of blood mist like mist, and the entire hall was filled with a rich bloody aura.

The aura on his body, like a madman, terrifying and terrifying, like a demon god rushing out of hell, made everyone in the hall feel chills in their hearts.

In just a few breaths, the dog-legged monk completely turned into a dry corpse, as if he had been in his glory for thousands of years, and as Chu Xun's right hand was withdrawn, his body collapsed and turned into a pile of white powder.

At this time, the hall was silent, and everyone gasped as they looked at the pile of white powder.

They are all disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, and although they have different levels of cultivation exercises, they all have one or two evil exercises that are cultivated with blood.

It's just that their skill level is compared with Chu Xun's effect, that is, heaven and earth, not at the same level at all.

Except for Yucheng Long, who had seen Chu Xun's move, everyone's hearts at this time were shocked, and they couldn't help but think in their minds that the legendary Nine Rank Town Sect Technique in the sect could only have such an effect if the Nine Rank Blood Transformation Skill.

At this moment, Wu Muyang, Si Mingjie and their inner disciples all believed that Chu Xun was definitely not an impostor, and he was definitely a closed disciple of the ancestor Xu Yan.

And those dog-legged monks who surrounded Chu Xun were all dumbfounded, their legs were trembling, besieging the closed disciples of the ancestor, it was a crime to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor, which was equivalent to a great crime of betraying the sect.

At this moment, the heads of all the dog-legged monks were in a cold sweat, and they all looked at their boss Xu Haifeng at a loss.