Gu Haifeng's eyes were cold. Seeing Mo Yun's heavy sword being caught by Zhong Yue with one hand, he was a little angry and shouted coldly: "Do you want to be an enemy of my Jiange? It's not your business, I just want to be a fruit of worries!"

"Aren't you going to break my arms just now to settle your grudges? Why, it's not my business now? Are Lulong Jian Pavilion all soft eggs like you?"

"Damn it!"

The ancient heavy sword burst out with a powerful sword energy. "I just entered the Hanmo realm and wanted to meddle in other people's business and seek death!"

Although Gu Haifeng didn't know how Zhong Yue caught his ancient sword in Mo Yun, he realized from Zhong Yue's breath that he had not yet reached the squatting point.

"Die for me!"

However, the heavy sword remained motionless, as if it was stuck to Zhong Yue's hand.

"Use some force."

Gu Haifeng had a ferocious face and was shocked. Why is this? Why is this happening?

Zhong Yue had just condensed the ink into the Tao, and he had endless power in Mo Yun. He was worried that he had nowhere to vent his feelings, so his grandson came to him, so he was naturally not polite to him. As early as at the banquet in the Four Seas, Zhong Yue was like beating this person.

A powerful ink aura burst out from Gu Haifeng's body again, and a mouthful of blood was spitting on the small sword in his palm. The one-meter-long heavy sword grabbed by Zhong Yue trembled slightly, as if he was about to break away from Zhong Yue's control and slowly lifted into the air.

Zhong Yue exerted a little force on the tiger's mouth, and once again pulled the heavy sword down, and then he was in a stalemate.

"Didn't you have enough food? Let you use some force."

Since this mutated Wuyou Fruit was swallowed raw by Zhong Yue, its effect is naturally more powerful than refining it into elixirs, but it is not easy to be absorbed. However, Zhong Yue is not afraid of these at all, so now he dares to challenge the Sword Hall Master, the seventh Sword Pavilion, who is really exerting the excess medicine.

"Bastard! Fairy Cao, why don't you come to help me!"

Cao Ling's face was even more ugly while sweating. She didn't expect that this person who seemed to be a waste before was so fierce. Not only did he catch the heavy sword of the sword hall priest empty-handed, but Gu Haifeng couldn't get out of it, and she needed her to help him!

Yao Ningzhi stood up swayingly.

Zhong Yue said: "I won't bother everyone. I'll just deal with these two people."

"What a big tone!"

Zhong Yue exerted force on his mouth, and the bones in his body, under the support of the nine powers of the gods and man, made crackling and relaxing sounds, "Let me see if you have a big tone or a big ability!"

Zhong Yue did not use Mo Yun at all. He raised the Mo Yun heavy sword with his body. He held the blade, but in fact, the sword without a sharp edge was not as sharp as the back of the sword.

Yao Ningzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at his back under the giant sword, silent. In his hand, Wuyou Fruit, who had originally felt that he was about to be free, seemed irritated because he was frozen.

"The sword opens the sky gate, right? I'll shoot you into a cucumber!"

Zhong Yue completely ignored Gu Haifeng's control of the Mo Yun heavy sword, held the sword blade instead, and slapped Gu Haifeng, who was confused in the middle, directly slapped him over.

Gu Haifeng, who came to his senses, was about to retreat when he was hit by the cross-section of the heavy sword and flew out at once. However, he had not yet flew far away and was caught up by Zhong Yue, as if he was playing tennis, and it was another beat back.

"The sword opens the sky gate, I will let you open the sky gate!"

Gu Haifeng was beaten to death by his own Mo Yun heavy sword. Cao Ling, who was about to help, was shocked. Looking at Gu Haifeng who was powerless, he was already shocked.

Is this man a monster?

"Damn... bastard... if you don't stop, Jiange will not let you go!"

Zhong Yue was playing singles alone. He really needed to consume the residual heat in his body, otherwise the residual medicinal effect of the Wuyou Fruit would be retained in his body. At that time, it would not be effective, but would not be replenished and become poison.

"Is that true? Are all the people under the Sword Saint's Sect Court all stubborn and slutty?"

"Bastard! You dare! Stop quickly!" A green phoenix followed behind the man who came from the distance, and it seemed that he was another priest in the Jiange.

"Sixth Brother, save me!"

Zhong Yue chuckled and took advantage of the flying of Gu Hai Peak, facing the blunt sword in the direction of the sword, lifted up with one foot, and made a baseball posture. This kind of accumulation of power can make the target fly further.

"What are you...what are you going to do?"

Zhong Yue smiled evilly: "What are you doing? I'll send you to see your senior brother. It's easy to leave - I won't send you away!"

Bang!

Bang ~~

With a dull sound, the sword slapped the falling Gu Haifeng and directly knocked the whole person out.

The man from Jiange who was flying towards the sword saw a black dot getting closer and closer, and his pupils shrank and he quickly stepped forward to catch it.

Even though the Sixth Priest was ready, his body, who was walking with the sword, flew far away before slowly stabilizing his body. Looking at his fellow junior brother in his arms, he was photographed as a muggle. He was not only green and purple, but also bleeding from his head, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Senior brother...help me...help me..."

Shang Zhong followed Gu Haifeng's finger to look at the young man who had inserted his sword into the clouds in the distance, and said, "Fairy Qingluan, can you help me take care of my junior brother?"

"Senior Brother Shang, I don't want any senior sisters and sisters in Yungong to be ill."

"Don't worry, this is a grudge between me and that person. I don't care about the others." Shang Zhong flew over the sword.

Yao Ningzhi's ink charm was restrained, and the injury that had surging blood before was temporarily suppressed, "This person, you are not your opponent, let me do it."

"You are here? Yao, do you want to make your throat hoarse again?"

Yao Ningzhi was originally solemn, but Zhong Yue's words immediately made her blush and she glared at Zhong Yue with gritted teeth, "You are going to die, I don't care about you anymore!"

“…”

Zhong Yue was a little puzzled and his voice was hoarse. Isn’t it caused by injury?

Although Zhong Yue's words were nothing wrong, in the very sensitive Yao people, Zhong Yue did not say a word about healing, as if he was deliberately mentioning all the previous experiences, which made Yao Ningzhi's arrogant heart suffer a heavy blow.

"What is the reason why you abused my junior brother so much?"

Zhong Yue glanced at the people from the sword pavilion who came to the sword and said, "We have obtained the Wuyou Fruit. Your junior brother came up to rob him and was beaten up by me. Is this reason reasonable?"

Shang Zhong frowned and looked at Cao Ling. It seemed like this was the case. If they were ambushed, Cao Ling would probably have asked for help long ago.

"Even if my junior brother takes action to snatch it, it won't be so humiliating, right?"
Chapter completed!