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Chapter 21 If a man sticks to a stick of incense (recommendation ticket requested)
Seeing the two people suddenly disappear in front of their eyes, everyone suddenly became quiet.

Someone asked nervously, "Why did they suddenly disappear?"

"What to do, the little pigeon seems to be captured."

"Then go and save him!"

"I, I can't beat Senior Brother Sun Tzu Hong, I'm afraid of being beaten."

"Me too……"

"Hmph, it's really useless." The person who spoke didn't move.

Ladies and gentlemen, you look at me and I look at you. No one left or rushed in. They just waited silently at the gate of the small courtyard.

Sun Tzuhong's attendant was a little anxious.

But those two people suddenly disappeared together, and he didn't know whether the front was safe or not, so he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

……

within the array.

With a flash of white light, the casserole-sized fist of "Kongshan Banhao" pointed directly at the center of Sun Tzuhong's eyebrows.

It was just the simplest straight punch, but it was so fast that he didn't even have time to block it, so he just received the punch with his face.

"Crack", the face was directly dented by the smash, and there was the sound of the skull shattering.

Zhu Jue stood on the edge of the formation, seeing this scene made him shudder suddenly.

Hiss, it looks so painful.

What's going on with this "Kongshan Banhao"? It's like drinking a little bit of alcohol, and it's not serious. It seems that it needs to be re-adjusted.

Once the automatic enemy defense mode is turned on, even Zhu Jue can't stop it. The intruder will either be beaten for a set time, or the "Kongshan Banhao" will be killed.

The design is too inhumane, if it wasn't for the promise to give it to the old man Kuteng, I would like to dismantle it now.

Sun Tzuhong felt that this was the longest stick of incense in his life.

Each punch was as heavy as a mountain. Although it didn't hit the vital point, the punch hit the flesh, and each punch spattered blood everywhere.

He shouted and resisted at the beginning, fell to the ground and begged for mercy, and finally gave up thinking gradually.

Finally got to the end of time.

Then he was kicked out of the formation by "Kongshan Banhao" like a pile of rotten rags, and fell in front of everyone outside.

Everyone outside was shocked.

You look at me and I look at you, with a dazed expression again.

They only saw that the two of them disappeared suddenly as soon as they entered the courtyard, and then there was a long wait.

When he saw people again, Sun Zihong turned into a rotten rag with a strange shape, while Zhu Jue was intact.

Isn't it obvious that Zhu Jue did it?
But how on earth did he, a guy at the third level of Qi refining, get rid of a monk with a perfect foundation in such a short period of time! ?
Be puzzled.

"Ah!" Sun Zihong's servant wailed, and ran over to help his master.

He quickly ran to a distance, stared at Zhu Jue bitterly and said, "Wait, I'll never end with you!"

Zhu Jue blinked and said helplessly, "But I didn't do anything at all?"

He clearly told the truth, but no one believed him.

The female monks all surrounded them again.

"Little Gege is so powerful, he can even beat his grandson Hong!"

"Hmph, you are worthy of being the next big brother, as it should be."

Zhu Jue waved his hand immediately, "Don't say such things again, I really don't want to be a big brother."

……

After about half an hour.

A group of people in the Law Enforcement Hall surrounded Sun Tzuhong who had been beaten into mud, with grief and anger written all over his face.

The little follower cried out, "I beg Uncle Wang to be the master!"

The person called Uncle Wang is Wang Meng, one of the seven supervisors of the Hall of Law Enforcement, and his cultivation has reached the Jindan realm.

Seeing his most promising younger generation look like this, his heart hurts like a knife.

He said in a deep voice, "You really mean what you say?"

The little follower immediately said: "Of course it is true, I absolutely dare not lie to you!"

"That kid said that at the time: I haven't shot yet, why did you fall down?"

"Insanity!"

Someone on the side said, "How could He Xiaotian recommend such an immoral person as the next senior brother? You are so confused."

Wang Meng shouted coldly, "Stop talking nonsense, go meet that kid for a while, and let him see if our Law Enforcement Hall is really that bad!"

Soon, Zhu Jue looked very ugly looking at the crowd of people outside.

Come again?

He said loudly: "I don't know what you are here for?"

Wang Meng waved his fist and shouted, "Boy, let me teach you a lesson and see if you will respect the teacher!"

Directly engulfed by a violent whirlwind, he rushed straight over.

Zhu Jue hurriedly retreated, and the two entered the courtyard again.

It's the same script again.

After an incense stick of time passed, Wang Meng from the Hall of Law Enforcement was also beaten into a rotten rag by the "Kongshan Banhao" and thrown out.

The people who came to the Hall of Law Enforcement together were instantly shocked.

Master Uncle Wang Meng is a real Jindan Realm powerhouse, so it's just a stick of incense?

Is this kid still a person?

Zhu Jue shouted helplessly, "Can you stop coming?"

……

On Dangmo Peak, one of the six main peaks, many disciples were talking about it.

"Have you heard? The new Junior Brother Zhu seems to be speaking wild words."

"I also said to the people in the Hall of Law Enforcement: Hehe, these people are not worthy of being my opponents, can you stop coming!"

Among them, Peng Ye, the head disciple of Dangmo Peak, happened to pass by.

He once stepped into the magic lair together with three senior brothers, and abruptly snatched several peerless magic weapons from there, and the crescent shovel in his hand was one of them.

Hearing this, he stared angrily, "Is this true?"

"It should be true. Both Wang Meng and Sun Zihong of the Hall of Law Enforcement were beaten and disabled. What a pity for the two men."

"The Hall of Law Enforcement is not worthy to be his opponent, but this son is so arrogant?"

"Could this be Xuan Yizong's future big brother?"

"It's so embarrassing, let me go and meet him for a while!"

When Zhu Jue saw the people gathered outside again, he already looked a little tired.

Again?

Peng Ye, the head disciple of Dangmo Peak, held a crescent shovel, flew forward and rushed into the courtyard without saying a word.

After an incense stick of time passed, Peng Ye was thrown out with a half crescent shovel.

How miserable it must be.

Zhu Jue shouted impatiently: "I really don't want to fight!"

……

In the most remote corner of the cold pond in Xuanyi Sect, there lived the sect's number one swordsman genius, Chu Zhongtian, known as Jian Chi.

He once slaughtered more than [-] people in Heilongzhai within three days with one sword and one sword, and he was well-known in the world of cultivating immortals.

But notoriety.

Although he is at the same time as He Xiaotian, but in terms of pure strength, even the former big brother He Xiaotian is willing to bow down.

At present, he has stepped into the pinnacle of the Golden Core Realm. If he holds the natal sword "Quexie" in his hand, he can save his life even if he fights against the Nascent Soul cultivator.

It's a pity that I am lonely and paranoid, so I live alone in the depths of this cold pool to recuperate my body and mind.

Usually there will be special people to send supplies.

The little disciple who delivered the things sighed, "Oh."

Chu Zhongtian said coldly: "What are you sighing for, bad luck."

"Senior brother Chu, I regret that there is no one in Xuan Yizong."

"A little Zhu Jue dares to say that our Xuan Yizong has no one who can fight, and there is no opponent worthy of him. Are you angry?"

"Hey brother, where are you going?"

Zhu Jue looked at the man holding a black sword in front of him, and showed a rare expression.

Chu Zhongtian?
This is a ruthless person, even in later generations he is also famous as a peerless sword god.

With a "Quexie" sword in his hand, he dares to fight even against the ten demons in heaven.

Wouldn't it be good to come here now...

"Shua", Chu Zhongtian really pulled out his sword, turned into a shadow and rushed into Zhu Jue's mansion.

After a stick of incense, he staggered out, turned into black light and fled away.

A large number of onlookers all shouted in unison: "Finally someone stood up!"

"How many times is this?"

"Oh my god, Senior Brother Chu is really strong, and he didn't come out lying down?"

"Isn't Zhu Jue too strong?"

"Zhu Jue is too scary, isn't he considered a human being?"

"Zhu Gege is so powerful, can a senior brother satisfy him?"

"He didn't do it on purpose for today's many duels, did he want to point directly at the head?"

The more Zhu Jue listened, the more hesitant he became, and he wanted to interrupt them loudly.

Suddenly a familiar figure appeared above everyone's heads.

"Zhu Jue, why are there so many people gathered here?"

"You are finally back, take me away quickly!" Zhu Jue wept with joy when he saw the old man Kuteng.

The savior finally came.

But the people who watched the excitement didn't think so.

So many big bosses in front didn't have the time to support a stick of incense.

The so-called good timing is worse than good timing. Since this person has already arrived, shouldn't he also...

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