"You're looking for a fight!" Zhou Fuyao's shoulders suddenly trembled, and with a huge force, he spread out the palm that was on his shoulder, and then he turned back directly, raised his foot and kicked out of the belly of the disciple of Buzhou Mountain.

A look of surprise appeared on the face of this disciple of Zhou Mountain, Zhou Fuyao, who was held by himself, could still burst out with such a great power, but he was not slow to react, and he was on the side of his body, wanting to avoid Zhou Fuyao's kick. But he knew that Zhou Fuyao's kick was just a disguise, and before he could react, Zhou Fuyao's right hand was withdrawn like lightning. With a crisp 'snap', Zhou Fuyao slapped directly on the face of this disciple of Zhou Mountain. There was a 'buzzing' sound in the ears of this disciple of Zhou Mountain, and his head became drowsy, half of his cheeks suddenly became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a red envelope quickly bulged, and at the same time, a trace of blood also flowed down from the corner of his mouth, with Zhou Fuyao's wrist strength, this slap was really not light, of course, this was also Zhou Fuyao's hand, and he did not use the true yuan, otherwise this palm would be uncomfortable!

"You ......" The disciple of Buzhou Mountain was suddenly blindfolded, touched his face with one hand, pointed at Zhou Fuyao with the other, and glared at Zhou Fuyao with incredible eyes. He never thought that Zhou Fuyao would directly slap his face, and it was when there were many of them. Usually, they rely on Zhou Juefeng's momentum and bully many people, but this is the first time that they have been counterattacked so strongly. As the saying goes: if you don't hit someone in the face, this slap in the face is naked humiliation.

"You, what are you? This slap is for your mother to teach you a lesson. The most miserable parents in the world, even other people's parents do not respect. It's time to play. Zhou Fu shook his hands to his chest and looked at this overwhelmed Buzhou Mountain disciple with disdain.

Zhou Juefeng was surrounded by several other disciples who were not Zhou Mountain. Seeing that his companion had been slapped in the face, he immediately surrounded him. Several people were gearing up. The fierce god stared at Zhou Fuyao with unkind eyes, and just waited for Zhou Juefeng to give an order, he was ready to rush up and ravage Zhou Fuyao fiercely.

Zhou Fuyao showed a sneer on his face, looked at a few people coldly, and let these disciples who were not Zhou Shan surround him in the middle. He was not afraid of fighting, and these Buzhou Mountain disciples were just ordinary Jiedan monks, even if they were doubled, he was not afraid. The only thing that made him jealous was Zhou Juefeng.

"What! want to do it in the big win city?" Zhou Fuyao's gaze directly fell on Zhou Juefeng, who was standing behind, and asked defiantly. He had the impression that Zhou Juefeng was one of the few people who entered the third round in Buzhou Mountain, and entered the top 100 people on the talent list, and these people were obviously headed by Zhou Juefeng. He also guessed that this Zhou Juefeng was deliberately his father's opponent, but he didn't inquire about the specific identity.

Zhou Juefeng was asked by Zhou Fuyao, and his already ugly face was already blue at this time.

"Senior Brother Juefeng!" at this time. A simple voice sounded on the side, it turned out that Zhou Heipi appeared by Zhou Juefeng's side at some point.

"Senior Brother Blackskin. After Zhou Juefeng saw the person coming clearly, he nodded and responded.

"Senior Brother Juefeng. Give me a thin face, how do I think this matter will end here?" Zhou Heipi showed a sincere smile on his face.

"The strength of Fuyao this week is not simple, and this is the Witch Palace. Even if I beat him, I would never get a good deal...... Wait out of the Witch Palace. There's a chance to clean him up!"

Zhou Juefeng's mind changed sharply, and the high-level leaders of Da Ying City issued a ban on various sects. It is strictly forbidden to fight in the city, this is not a joke. Just yesterday, there was a brawl between the disciples of the two factions, and they were all arrested by Jin Lingwei, so the principals of each faction also repeatedly told their disciples not to cause trouble in the Wu Palace and discredit their own sects.

"Senior brother, since you have said so, then today's matter is over. At this time, Zhou Juefeng decisively went down the steps given by Zhou Heipi.

"Senior brother Heipi, senior brother will leave first, and I won't accompany you much...... Let's go!" Zhou Juefeng first said to Zhou Heipi, and then beckoned the disciples of the Buzhou Palace to leave.

Zhou Fuyao looked at a few people coldly, although he was a little disappointed, but he didn't pursue it any further, he had already come out with this breath. He originally wanted to provoke Zhou Juefeng and them and let Zhou Juefeng and them do it first, but this time Zhou Juefeng held back.

"Boss, is this the end of this matter?" The disciple of Buzhou Mountain, who was slapped in the face, asked Zhou Juefeng unwillingly after walking a distance.

"This is the Witch Palace, it's someone else's territory, we have to give the Witch Palace face. ”

"You did a good job this time, this bottle of Sanpin Guyuan Dan, you take it first. Zhou Juefeng continued, and then took out a bottle of Sanpin Guyuan Dan from the storage ring and threw it into the hands of the Buzhou Mountain disciple who had been slapped in the face.

"Thanks, boss. The disciple of Buzhou Mountain, the bitterness on his face suddenly turned into a smile on his face. And the other Buzhou Mountain disciples looked at him with envy.

Zhou Juefeng glanced at these sycophants, and a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth. It's just a few three-grade pills, and I'm happy to be like this, it's useless. Although he looks down on a few people in his heart, and he doesn't care about a few people at all, but with such a few doglegs, he can usually do a lot less, and the feeling of being surrounded by people makes him enjoy it very much.

Over there, Zhou Heipi had a kind smile on his face, walked over to Zhou Fuyao, arched his hand, and said, "Senior Brother Zhou Fuyao." ”

"Brother Blackskin. Zhou Fuyao hesitated for a moment, and then shouted! He also knew Zhou Heipi, because he paid special attention to the contestants who participated in the Buzhou Palace, because he was going to the Buzhou Palace soon, so Zhou Juefeng and Zhou Heipi had a deep impression.

"Senior Brother Zhou Fuyao, don't be surprised, although Zhou Juefeng and I are not right, I am also very tired of his expression of being beaten with his nose upturned to the sky, but we all represent Buzhou Mountain now, so I will take care of my own affairs...... When you leave the Witch Palace, be careful this week, he is the leader of the younger generation of your sworn enemies. His father Zhou Zuo and grandfather Zhou Deyuan. And this time his grandfather Zhou Deyuan also came to the Wu Palace, so you still have to pay attention!" Zhou Heipi walked up to Zhou Fuyao and reminded. After Zhou Fuyao defeated Ying Zichen, Zhou Heipi also inquired about Zhou Fuyao's situation clearly.

"Thank you Brother Blackskin for the reminder, I'll pay attention. Zhou Fuyao heard Zhou Zuo's name, his eyes were cold, no wonder Zhou Juefeng was so targeted at himself this time. The expression on his face did not change, he nodded, and replied kindly to Zhou Heipi.

"Well, senior brother, I still have a private event, so I won't bother. Zhou Heipi smiled heartily, patted Zhou Fuyao's shoulder, and took a big stride away.

Zhou Fuyao watched Zhou Heipi quickly disappear into the flow of people, with a smile on his face, this is also a real man worth befriending!

When Zhou Fuyao returned to his small courtyard in Yunmiao Garden, Qing Thirteen, Xiao Yun and Xiao Qing had not yet fallen asleep, and the three of them were competing in swordsmanship on the edge of the pond in the courtyard. The three of them were holding bamboo swords cut from bamboo, and Xiaozhu and Xiaoqing were attacking Qing Thirteen.

The bamboo swords in the hands of the three of them came and went, and they were fighting, and they didn't notice that Zhou Fuyao had returned. The sword moves of the three of them all made the clouds flow, but in Zhou Fuyao's eyes, they were full of flaws. Although the monks still practice moves, the more advanced the monks, the less they pay attention to the moves. Moves are tools used to familiarize yourself with the way of power, master killing skills, and master intentions. Therefore, the more advanced the cultivator, the more no traces of the moves can be seen between the shots, and all the attacks are only the collision of intention and pure skill, that is, the realm of no tricks to win and moves.

But any monk starts with the moves, and the sword technique made by the three of them at this time is called the Qingfeng Sword Technique, which is a light and elegant sword technique, which is the most suitable for people like Qing Thirteen, Xiaoyun and Xiaoqing.

"Withdraw your hand!" Qing Thirteen Style Wind passed without a trace, a sword stabbed out, and the sword body slapped on the back of Xiao Qing's hand. The back of Xiaoqing's hand hurt, and he involuntarily let go of his palm, and the bamboo sword fell to the ground.

"Withdraw your hand!" The long sword in Qing Thirteen's hand then crossed an arc and wrapped around the bamboo sword that Xiao Zhu had stabbed over. The bamboo sword in Xiaozhu's hand was twisted by this sword style, and the bamboo sword suddenly couldn't hold it.

"Come again!" Qing Thirteen laughed, picked up the bamboo sword that Xiao Zhu had dropped, and handed it back.

"Childe, you're back. Xiaoqing saw Zhou Fuyao, who was standing under the eaves and watching the three of them, and shouted happily.

"Childe!" Qing Thirteen hurriedly put the sword into the storage ring, followed Xiao Qing's gaze, turned to Zhou Fuyao and saluted respectfully.

"Childe!" Xiaoyun, the girl was the most lively, and she ran directly over with a jump, and when she arrived in front of Zhou Fuyao, she saluted and shouted happily.

"Well, you practice swords!" Zhou Fuyao responded first.

"Today, I saw Gongzi in the ring, we can't drag Gongzi back, naturally we have to practice diligently!" Qing Thirteen replied.

"Oh, Xiaoyun, you still owe the fire for the Qingfeng Sword Technique this way, and you really need to practice more. Zhou Fuyao smiled with satisfaction, looked at the entangled Xiaoyun, touched her head and said. This little girl is naturally clingy, and when there are outsiders, she is a little better, and she knows to keep her duty, but when there are no outsiders, she likes to stick to it. Zhou Fuyao also knew that Fang Xue, this girl, usually spoiled Xiaoyun like a sister, and did not treat her as a subordinate at all.

"Got it, what Childe asked Xiaoyun to do, Xiaoyun will definitely do it well...... Except for warming the fat man's bed. Xiaozhu pulled Zhou Fuyao's arm, answered innocently, and added in a whisper at the end.

"You girl, don't be rude to the third brother in the future, that's your son-in-law and my third brother. His words are my words, if you dare to be rude to the third brother in the future, I will send you to the third brother to warm the bed. Zhou Fuyao suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, and deliberately threatened Xiaoyun with a straight face.

"Childe, Xiaoyun knows......" Xiaoyun pouted, and agreed with an unhappy face.

"Alright, you go on, I'll go back to my room first. Zhou Fuyao patted Xiaozhu's head and wanted to go back to the room to rest. (To be continued......)