Zang Lingfeng was obviously joking when he said that he would be given a bench at random. There was a table at the end of the venue, which was set up for those famous geniuses, and Zang Lingfeng was naturally one of them.
As soon as Zang Lingfeng sat down, everyone became excited again.
A beautiful figure stepped forward, with bright eyes and white teeth, and skin as smooth as gel. Her pleated white skirt swayed in the wind, raising ripples like a weeping willow swaying in the wind.
"Moon Fairy is here too." A warrior whispered.
Liuli Pavilion, Yao Baiyue, has an unparalleled grace, amazing talent, and a cultivation level that reaches the seventh-level human emperor realm.
What is even more interesting is that he is the person Yan Wushuang cares about. He has been in love for more than 30 years but failed to win the beauty back.
At this time, Yan Wu had nothing else in his eyes and slowly walked forward to meet him. Zang Fengling didn't even get this kind of treatment.
Someone once said that apart from his parents, the only person in the world who could make Yan Wushuang welcome him was Yao Baiyue.
"Are you here?" Yan Wushuang's cold voice became gentle.
Yao Baiyue nodded gently and said a wonderful voice, "Am I late?"
"It's not too late, not too late. As long as Fairy Moon is willing to come, Brother Yan will be willing to wait until the end of the world." Zang Fengling shouted in the distance.
"It turns out that Brother Zang is here too." Yao Baiyue looked downright generous and turned a deaf ear to his teasing.
"Did Fairy Moon just see me? It hurts me so much. Brother Yan is indeed more charming." Zang Fengling said.
"Brother Zang is joking. It's hard not to see you dressed like this." Yao Baiyue said softly.
The corners of Zang Fengling's mouth twitched and he laughed dryly.
The only person in the world who dares to ridicule Zang Lingfeng without getting hurt is probably Yao Baiyue. Not to mention that her own cultivation level is almost the same as Zang Fengling's. Even if Zang Fengling dares to attack, Yan Wushuang's sharp sword will probably be the first to strike out.
Yao Baiyue sat down under the leadership of Yan Wushuang, and naturally sat at the same table as Zang Fengling.
Everyone who is supposed to come has come. Perhaps for Yan Wushuang, the only one he is waiting for is Yao Baiyue. It doesn't matter whether the others come or not.
"Brother Yan, what's the plan for today's party?" Zang Fengling asked.
Yan Wushuang said: "There is no way to play, just do whatever you want."
Zang Fengling was stunned, "Brother Yan, if you invite everyone here, it's just for eating and drinking, right?"
"Exactly!" Yan Wushuang nodded. He looked around and said coldly: "Everyone here is a talented person. You have come all the way to Yan Xuecheng, so you are naturally the guests of the Yan family. If you need anything, just ask, the Yan family If I can help, I won’t refuse.”
"Wushuang has only one thing to ask of you here. Yan Xuecheng is the root of the Yan family. I hope that in the coming days, you will restrain your temper a little and abide by the Yan family's system, so as to give my Yan family face."
Everyone understood that the purpose of this gathering was to shock everyone. Of course, when Yan Wushuang opened his mouth, few people dared not to give him face, and everyone agreed.
"We gave the Yan family face, but the Yan family doesn't seem to take us seriously." The sudden voice silenced everyone.
Everyone heard the news and went to see who dared to refute Yan Wushuang in public
I saw four people at the middle table. They were all dressed in blood-red outfits and had strong auras. Although they were not as good as Yan Wushuang, the one with the highest cultivation level among them had reached the fifth-grade human emperor realm.
Zang Fengling narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a playful look.
Yao Baiyue was also a little surprised, how dare someone deny Yan Wushuang face.
Yan Wushuang looked calm and said, "Are the four of you friends from Xueyue Tower?"
Everyone in the Blood Moon Tower changed their colors after hearing this.
The power of the Blood Moon Tower is no worse than that of the Yan family, and it is also a powerful force that dominates the area.
"Young Master Yan has good eyesight." The fifth-grade Human Emperor stood up and looked at Yan Wushuang coldly, with blood in his eyes, "I dare to ask Master Yan, was it you who killed my junior brother?"
Chu Xun recalled the scene that happened in the hotel restaurant where he was staying. Yan Wushuang killed him with a sword. The dead man seemed to say that he was from the Blood Moon Tower.
"Yes, I killed him." Yan Wushuang did not deny it.
"Just admit it. Please tell me how you should settle the account for killing the person who killed me in Blood Moon Tower?"
"Shouldn't you kill your fellow disciple who raped and killed a commoner woman?" Yan Wushuang spoke coldly. He didn't need to be polite to anyone except Yao Baiyue.
A generation of genius, with a great reputation, has its own pride.
"Yan Wushuang, you are too arrogant. Even though this is your Yan family's territory, you cannot kill people from my Xueyue Tower for no reason. Do you really think that I, the Blood Moon Tower, are easy to bully?"
"Is it for no reason?" Yan Wushuang asked.
"Hmph, she's just a commoner woman, so what if she is raped and killed? It's just the life of an ant, how can it be compared with the life of my Xueyue Tower disciples." The fifth-grade Human Emperor sneered. In their eyes, the lives of common people are worse than those of ants. cheap.
"Ignore the rules of my Yan family, so what if I kill him? Do you want to avenge him?" Yan Wushuang was very strong.
"Yan Wushuang, we know that we are no match for you. But don't be arrogant. I, Xueyue Tower, am not afraid of your Yan family."
"If you want revenge, just come. I, Yan Wushuang, will follow."
"You..." Facing such a powerful Yan Wushuang, these people really have no temper.
Chu Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, "What is the origin of this Blood Moon Tower?"
The four people at the same table quickly winked at him and told him to lower his voice, "Little brother, this Blood Moon Tower is not simple, and its power is no worse than that of the Yan family."
"No wonder..." Chu Xun shook his head. It seemed that Yan Wushuang still had some concerns.
The Human Emperor's hearing is very sharp. The four of them were helpless to Yan Wushuang, but they caught Chu Xun's words.
"Boy, do you have any objections to my Blood Moon Tower?" The fourth-grade Human Emperor pointed his finger at Chu Xun.
The four people sitting together changed their expressions and secretly scolded Chu Xun for talking too much. He was trying to kill them.
"Seniors, he is young and ignorant, and has absolutely no objections to the Blood Moon Tower." One of them hurriedly surrendered.
Tianluo Sect is only a mid-level sect and cannot afford to offend Xueyue Tower.
"What sect are you from?" The fifth-grade Human Emperor smiled ferociously, with the smell of blood on his face.
"Seniors, please don't be angry. This little brother is really unintentional. We have absolutely no objections to the Blood Moon Tower." He did not dare to report to his sect, because he might be wiped out by the Blood Moon Tower tomorrow.
The fifth-grade Human Emperor snorted coldly and said: "Since it was unintentional, then come over and kowtow a few times, and forget about it."
Everyone understood that this was to take it out on Chu Xun. But no one would speak up and offend Xueyuelou for a boy they didn't know. No one would do such a stupid thing, and everyone would look on with gloating.
"Little brother, go and kowtow to him twice. We can't afford to offend the Blood Moon Tower. Compared with life, kowtowing twice is nothing at all?" someone at the same table advised.
"Friends from Xueyue Tower, those who are here today are all friends from my Yan family. Isn't what you are doing against the rules?" Yan Wushuang spoke.
"Brother Yan, although they are all here for the sake of the Yan family, there are too many people who don't know their own abilities. There are too many things like wiping their own butts. How can you not care about them all." Zang Fengling said with a sharp smile.
The four people in Xueyue Tower nodded to Zang Fengling, then looked at Chu Xun and shouted: "Boy, do you choose to kowtow or die?"
Chu Xun frowned. He came to Yan Xuecheng for the purple-haired woman. He came to the Yan family just to raise the soul lotus. He changed his appearance just to avoid causing more trouble.
"Get lost, or I'll destroy your Blood Moon Tower." Chu Xun said indifferently.
His words were very soft, but they were like thunder in other people's ears, making the entire scene fall silent.
The four people at the same table were almost paralyzed with fear. They were really newbies who were not afraid of tigers.
Others looked at Chu Xun strangely, with different expressions.
"What did you say?" The fifth-grade Human Emperor of Blood Moon Tower was a little unbelievable. Is there something wrong with his ears
"Is there something wrong with people's ears in the Blood Moon Tower? I say get out of here. If you keep talking nonsense, I will destroy you." Chu Xun spoke impatiently.
The fifth-grade Human Emperor's eyes widened, still in disbelief. Then his face darkened, with a ferocious expression, "Boy, if you insult me at the Blood Moon Tower, even the gods can't save you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and struck Chu Xun with a big thorn, and the big hand transformed from his inner breath whizzed down.
Everyone could predict the next scene, where Chu Xun was filmed into a blood mist.
"You're not done yet." Chu Xun raised his hand and smashed the opponent's attack with one punch using only his physical strength, then struck out like lightning and punched hard.
Bang!
The fifth-grade Human Emperor panicked. His body-protecting Qi was exploded by a punch, and the fist imprinted on his chest. There was a clicking sound, and his sternum was shattered.
Chu Xun clasped his neck with one hand and picked him up, and slapped him with the other hand. The fifth-grade Human Emperor's mouth was crooked, his teeth were missing, and the blood stains were scary.
Chu Xun threw it on the ground casually as if he had torn his bag, then turned around and punched.
The remaining three were all in the fourth-level Human Emperor realm, and their attacks were completely useless to Chu Xun. The wind of their fists surged, bang, bang... After a few dull bombardments, all three of them suffered broken bones and tendons, and screamed in agony.
The whole place was dead silent and silent.
All the warriors were stunned and their eyes almost popped out.
Especially the four people sitting at the same table with Chu Xun, each one is like a wooden sculpture, their souls flying into the sky.
There was a trace of surprise in Yan Wushuang's calm eyes. He could see clearly that Chu Xun's punch had no internal energy fluctuation. With the power of his body alone, the fifth-grade Human Emperor was crippled without the ability to fight back.
Zang Fengling's eyes were dark and flickering. What was he thinking
Even Yao Baiyue was no exception and looked at Chu Xun in surprise.
"Boy, do you dare to leave your name?" The fifth-grade Human Emperor had no teeth, his words were leaky, and his mouth was full of blood.
"Want to take revenge? My name is Chu Xun."
Demon King Chu
The people around him left their seats in shock. But after taking a few steps back, I felt that something was wrong. Most people had seen pictures of Demon King Chu, and they didn't look like this at all.
"You are not Demon King Chu at all. I have seen his photos."
Chu Xun glanced at him sideways and sneered: "Well, I'm not Demon King Chu, I'm his brother King Chu Hell."
King of Hell of Chu? Everyone's lips twitched. No one believed it. They had never heard of Demon King Chu having any other brothers. This person was obviously lying.
However, they were also horrified in their hearts. The name of Demon King Chu was known all over the world, and he had a terrible reputation. This guy actually dared to talk about Chu Demon King. If he found out, I wonder if Chu Demon King would kill him? Or kill him