In the slight movement of Chu Fushen, the Heavenly Demon Bead appeared in a flash and swallowed the silver needle in one gulp.

Seeing Chu Li's calm face and looking at him indifferently, Zhuge Feng was quite surprised, and then sneered: "Okay, you really have a long ability, take me another punch!"

"Moo......" punched out again.

The cow barked louder in this punch, as if a majestic black bull was standing in front of people, with fierce horns and huge momentum, and then the horns rushed over, and the fierce aura was like substance, which made people can't help but want to run away.

Chu Li snorted coldly, pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and the long sword on his waist turned into a little cold, so fast that it was beyond imagination, and the tip of the sword had already reached Zhuge Feng's throat.

Zhuge Feng frowned and widened his eyes, and he punched out another punch in the retreat.

"Ding ......" The sword body suddenly trembled, and the clear sound was endless.

The tip of the sword was still against his throat, and only the trembling and softly roaring blade indicated that it had just broken the strength of a punch, and it was an incredibly powerful punch.

Zhuge Feng was extremely surprised, he didn't expect that his punch would be broken by his long sword, when did he practice this wonderful swordsmanship, even he was far inferior.

He was short again, his legs sticking out.

"Ding!" the sword struck him on the tip of his toe, trembling again.

Half of his body suddenly went numb, and a strange internal force came from the sword body, which drilled into his lower abdomen from the tip of his toes, and the layers of internal force obstacles were swallowed by it, and he kept growing.

The tip of the sword was still against his throat, Chu Li stared at his eyes, and said coldly: "You have already died three times!"

Zhuge Feng could feel the murderous intent in his indifferent eyes, gave up struggling, and snorted coldly: "What kind of mental method do you have?"

Chu Lijian's body slapped on his shoulder, and the strange internal force that had grown suddenly drilled out of his shoulder, disappeared, and said coldly: "You don't have to know. ”

"Who did you learn the swordsmanship from?" Zhuge Feng snorted with a cold face: "What master did you worship?"

"I got a secret book, and I practiced according to it. Chu Li returned the sword to the sheath and replied lazily.

"Impossible!" Zhuge Feng snorted.

The sword practiced according to the sword spectrum, no matter how strong it is, it is limited, and it is impossible to be as powerful as him.

Chu Li smiled "sneering" and looked at him disdainfully: "I don't have that leisure to deceive you!"

The crowd looked at them in amazement.

They know that the young master's martial arts are extremely high, and his swordsmanship is excellent, but they also know that the mountain master's martial arts are high.

So they thought that no matter how high the young master's martial arts were, he would still be inferior to the mountain master.

Unexpectedly, the young master's swordsmanship was so amazing, and the mountain master couldn't stop a sword!

Zhuge Feng's face was gloomy, and he took a deep breath and said, "What secret?"

"The secret book has been destroyed, only I have seen it, and Qiao San has never seen it. Chu Li said lazily: "So don't make up your mind!"

Zhuge Feng snorted coldly and said: "Our Funiu Mountain martial arts are at the top, why envy other secrets, I'm worried that you have practiced the kind of evil martial arts that progress rapidly, but there are endless troubles!"

Chu Li said: "It's the evil sect's martial arts, so I did some wrong things, but now it's all over, I've returned to normal, and my martial arts have been practiced." ”

"What kind of martial arts are you practicing?" asked Zhuge Feng.

Chu Li said: "No name, no nameless swordsmanship." ”

"Nameless swordsmanship, hum!" Zhuge Feng knew that he didn't want to answer, so he was even angrier in his heart, and said coldly: "It seems that you don't believe in being a father anymore!"

Chu Li said: "Yes, I don't believe you, what kind of father are you!"

"Bastard!" Zhuge Feng snorted coldly: "Do you think that if you are strong in martial arts, you can do whatever you want, and you don't even recognize your father?"

Chu Li said: "You don't deserve to be a father at all, and I don't have a father like you, so it's easy to go, don't send it!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and walked towards the gate of the small courtyard.

Zhuge Feng is indeed greedy for secrets, but anyone who practices martial arts will be tempted when he encounters this kind of secret, but he will never give it to Zhuge Feng.

"You come back for me!" Zhuge Feng grabbed him.

Chu Li took a diagonal step to avoid it, didn't look at it, lazily came to the door of the small courtyard, and pushed the door to enter.

"Moo......" With a bull roar, Zhuge Feng shot at Chu Li and smashed his back with a punch.

"Snort!" Chu Li turned his head and took out his sword, a cold light lit up from his waist, and the tip of the sword pierced through the Barberry Divine Fist, and instantly arrived in front of Zhuge Feng.

"Moo......" Zhuge Feng did not dodge or dodge, and smashed out another punch, which was more powerful.

The tip of Chu Li's sword pierced the Barberry Divine Fist without hindrance and stabbed him in the shoulder.

"Mountain Lord!" the crowd exclaimed.

They glared at Chu Li in shock, unbelievable that he really dared to hurt the mountain lord.

Chu Li drew his sword and shook it slightly, and blood fell along the tip of the sword.

He returned the sword to the sheath and looked at Zhuge Feng coldly: "No matter how interesting you are, this sword is not stabbed in the shoulder, but in your throat!"

"Evil obstacles!" Zhuge Feng glared at him with a gloomy face, and slowly spit out these two words.

Chu Li sneered disdainfully: "Whether it's a sinister obstacle or a bastard, you don't have to worry about it, when did you, the father, take care of me!"

He said that he entered the small courtyard and closed the door directly.

Qiao San looked at the small courtyard at a loss, and then looked at Zhuge Feng.

Zhuge Feng covered his shoulders, his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, and the people were silent and silent.

Everyone was surprised, but they didn't expect Zhuge Tianzhen to dare to hurt the mountain lord with a sword.

What's even worse is that the mountain lord really can't stop the young master's sword!

"Alas, it seems that the knot in the young master's heart is difficult to untie for a while. Murong Chun shook his head and sighed: "Mountain Lord, the young master's resentment is very deep. ”

"This evil obstacle is lawless!" Zhuge Feng gritted his teeth and snorted.

Murong Chun said: "The young master's sword is accurate, and he won't really want to kill the mountain master, but the young master's swordsmanship is so powerful, which is also beyond my expectations, it seems that the next mountain master has to be handed over to the young master." ”

"He will never be the mountain master!" Zhuge Feng sneered: "As long as I live, he will not be able to become the mountain master!"

"Mountain Lord......" Murong Chun said busily: "Now only the young master is the most suitable, which of the rest can be worthy of the big responsibility? Xiao Liang can't do it, Xiao Zhou and Xiao Chu are a little bit worse, speaking of which, it is still the young master!"

"Don't mention this matter again!" Zhuge Feng let go of his hand and said coldly: "I will never agree, let's go!"

"Mountain Lord......" Murong Chun said busily.

Zhuge Feng waved his hand, turned around and walked back.

Murong Chun looked at Xia Liyan, and Xia Liyan shook his head.

The father and son have made trouble to this point, and it is almost impossible to convince the mountain owner again, but fortunately, the mountain owner is not old, and there is a lot of time.

Everyone followed along, Qiao San stayed where he was and thought about it, but he still followed, to find out the news, the young master's sword was a big disaster!

Murong Liang and Zhou Hange Chu Dazhi also left.

Murong Liang smiled, Zhou Hange and Chu Dazhi had calm faces and didn't say a word, Murong Liang was immersed in excitement, ignored them, and returned directly to his small courtyard.

Zhou Hange and Chu Dazhi sighed, feeling that the young master's future was unpredictable, and this Murong Liang's methods were ruthless, and he wanted to cut off the young master's roots.

Chu Li lay lazily in the chair, leisurely.

Qiao San suddenly ran back, his face was ugly: "Young master, the big thing is not good, the mountain master will expel you from the sect!"

Chu Li was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him: "You want to expel me from the sect?"

"Yes, the mountain lord just said it himself!" Qiao San nodded hurriedly. (To be continued.) )