Murong Chun snorted: "Do you think you are invincible in the world and can defeat our invincible opponents in Funiu Mountain?"
"Why not? Don't forget the agreement between our two sects." Xiong Feng said with a smile: "As long as someone can defeat the other sect, Funiu True Solution will be handed over to the other party."
He looked at Jin Ye: "Elder Jin, I'm afraid Murong will be defeated if he takes action, so I can only trouble you to take action!"
Jin Ye glanced at him with an ugly expression and shook his head.
"Elder Jin?" Zhuge Feng was puzzled.
Jin Ye said in a deep voice: "It's useless, I'm no match for him either."
"Elder Jin!" Murong Chun said hurriedly: "How can you admit defeat directly? You have to fight to know!"
Jin Ye shook his head and sighed: "Okay, you have to pass the beating, otherwise I won't be willing to accept it."
After saying this, he stood up slowly, his whole body suddenly became energetic, as if he had turned into a green bull, his wild aura surged out, and the entire hall was suddenly filled with an aura of vastness and desolation.
Everyone's hearts were awe-inspiring, this was the divine will of the Funiu Divine Fist.
Elder Jin has practiced Funiu Shenquan to the extreme, and is almost perfect. He is so proficient that they all feel inferior.
"Moo!" Jin Ye punched out, and the sound of the punch seemed to turn into a cow's roar, which was shocking.
Xiong Fenglang laughed: "Good boxing skills!"
He stretched out his hands and swung out violently, as if he was not trying to swat away, but more like he was grabbing something.
"Woo..." With a sharp roar, the power of Funiu Shenquan seemed to be frozen in the air.
Xiong Feng shrank his fingers.
The howling stopped suddenly.
Xiong Feng then turned his palm into a fist and punched it.
"Bang!" Jin Ye just stretched out his hand to block it, but was knocked away directly.
He ran straight into the vermilion pillar in the hall. His short body was bounced off by the pillar, and he fell to the ground in a panic. He vomited a mouthful of blood.
Xiong Feng chuckled: "Funiu Mountain is just that, it has a scary name!"
He looked at Murong Chun: "Does Elder Murong want to take action?"
Murong Chun shook his head: "Elder Jin has been defeated, and I am no match."
Xiong Feng looked at Zhuge Feng: "Where is the mountain master? He is seriously injured. Do you want me to stay here for a few days and wait for the mountain master to recover before taking action?"
Zhuge Feng stared at him with a livid face.
Xiong Feng said with a smile: "It seems that Funiu Mountain cannot afford to lose and will default on its debt!"
Zhuge Feng took a deep breath and was about to speak.
Murong Chun suddenly said: "Wait a minute, you haven't defeated everyone yet!"
Xiong Feng looked at him impatiently: "Could it be the Mountain Master? Then I'll wait a few days for the Mountain Master to recover his martial arts before competing again!"
Murong Chun shook his head: "It's not the mountain master, it's our young master, the next mountain master!"
"Haha..." Xiong Feng laughed.
Murong Chun said: "If you can defeat the next Mountain Master, then we will be defeated and have nothing to say. We will definitely hand over the first half of Funiu True Solution!... Mountain Master, am I right? Elder Jin?"
Jin Ye closed his eyes and said nothing, pretending he didn't hear.
Zhuge Feng said slowly: "Yes, if you can defeat him, I will hand over the first half of Funiu True Solution!"
"Okay, happy!" Xiong Feng said with a smile: "Where is this young master? I can't wait to see Funiu's true solution!"
"Young Master is not on the mountain now." Murong Chun said.
Xiong Feng laughed again: "What a great trick. Could it be that you want to take the opportunity to kill me?"
"I, Funiu Mountain, will not do such a thing!" Zhuge Feng snorted coldly: "Murong, go and ask Qiao San to call that boy back!"
"Yes." Murong Chun responded, clasping his fists: "Master Xiong, wait a moment!"
"I'll wait." Murong Chun smiled.
He glanced at the elders in the hall and saw that they were not afraid of Murong Chun causing trouble.
A quarter of an hour later, Chu Li and Murong Chun came to the hall.
When he was chatting with Lu Yurong at the Duke Ren's Mansion, he suddenly noticed something strange. He guessed that there was another problem in Funiu Mountain and ran back. Qiao San was mutilating himself again. Murong Chunzheng was waiting there, so he hurried over.
"Young Master is here!" Murong Chun said.
Chu Li looked at Xiong Feng and smiled: "Isn't this Lu Tianji?"
"I'm Xiong Feng." Xiong Feng hugged his fists and said, "The direct disciple of Chaotian Palace!"
Chu Li said: "Then you are Lu Tianji's brother, right?"
"Well..." Xiong Feng shook his head: "I have been alone since I was a child, how can I have a brother?"
Chu Li said lazily: "You two brothers, one throws himself into Funiu Mountain and the other throws himself into Chaotian Palace. The two of them combine their gains. It's really a brilliant idea!"
He turned to look at Jin Ye: "Elder Jin, is this the clever idea you came up with?"
Jin Ye opened his eyes and said coldly: "Nonsense!"
Chu Li said: "This move is really powerful. Elder Jin is very cunning! ... But it's a pity that I destroyed Lu Tianji and ruined this flawless plan, right?"
Jin Ye sneered: "Young Master is really whimsical!"
Chu Li said: "Lu Tianji is a disciple of Elder Hu, and this one should be your disciple, Elder Jin, right? Elder Jin is so lucky. When his disciple entered Chaotian Palace, he discovered that he was a peerless genius, and he was the direct descendant of Chaotian Palace.
congratulations!"
"That's ridiculous!" Jin Ye said in a deep voice.
Chu Li shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it. It's useless to say this when the situation is like this. It's better for my subordinates to see the truth, right? Xiong Feng, let's take action!"
Xiong Feng said with a smile on his face: "I can think of all this in a moment. I am really good at making up stories. I admire you very much!"
Chu Li smiled: "You, the protagonist of the story, can be said to be the proud man of heaven. If you can really gather the true knowledge of Funiu, will you really hand it over to the master? Or hand it over to Chaotian Palace and become the real master of Chaotian Palace?"
"We must settle it first before we talk." Xiong Feng said with a smile.
He spoke and punched out.
The surging power poured out like a flood, and everyone in the hall felt the pressure. Xiong Feng had never used his full strength before, and there was no such momentum.
A cold light flashed around Chu Li's waist, turning into a cold star, instantly breaking through all obstacles and appearing in front of Xiong Feng's throat.
Xiong Feng faced the sword point in front of his throat. He calmly slapped the sword point with a light palm.
"Tsk!" The tip of the sword pierced his left palm without any hindrance, and still stabbed towards his throat.
Xiong Feng's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect that the sword was so powerful and the power of the Heaven-shattering palm could not stop it.
He took a step back to avoid it, and tried to break away from the sword with his left palm.
"Tsk!" The tip of the sword suddenly accelerated, tearing through the air like tearing clothes, and instantly stabbed the shoulder. He tried to avoid it but was unable to do so.
This sword was faster than imagined. Xiong Feng had never seen such a fast sword before.
Chu Li took a step back and said calmly: "Do you want to come again?"
"Look at the palms!" Xiong Feng shouted, his palms suddenly swelled up, and the palm prints were embossed and clearly visible.
The bone-exposing wounds on his left palm and left shoulder closed unconsciously, no longer bleeding, and his right palm slowly came out.
"Woo..." The shrill roar sounded like someone looking up to the sky and roaring, with palms full of energy.
People around him couldn't help but retreat, their clothes were in disarray, as if a strong wind was pouring into the hall.
The light of Chu Li's sword turned into a bit of cold light and pierced into his palm instantly.
"Tsk!" The tip of the sword came out from the back of the palm.
The enlarged right palm suddenly returned to its original shape like a deflated rubber ball.
Chu Li drew his sword and retreated.
The wound on his right palm revealed thick white bones, and blood kept pouring out.
Chu Li took a look at his wound: "Do you want to come again?"
"I lost!" Xiong Feng smiled, shook his head and sighed: "Sure enough, it still doesn't work."
Chu Li said: "You are only one step away from it."
Xiong Feng sighed: "This is how fate should be."
Chu Li said: "You are the strongest martial artist in Chaotian Palace, right?"
"...Yes." Xiong Feng nodded and said, "You want to challenge Chaotian Palace?"
Chu Li said slowly: "Let your palace master send Funiu Zhenjie over so that I don't have to go there again." (To be continued.)