Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

"how?"

In the Wushen Jue Palace, high in the clouds ten thousand meters above the ground, Xu Qing sat on the cloud, taking in the figures and conversation of Jue Wushen and Quan Daoshen.

"Very strong! Just as the Supreme One said, the Fist God is an extremely terrifying person!"

Wuming's expression was serious, his gaze slightly narrowed. Jue Wushen's strength was indeed much stronger than it had been twenty years ago, but he still didn't take him seriously.

But the Fist God was different. This person was like a terrifying beast, and the aura emanating from his entire body was extremely frightening.

Standing there, he is impossible to ignore and exudes a strong sense of danger!

Before mastering the divine power of the sword, even if Nameless were to face this person, he wouldn't be entirely confident of victory.

The Fist God truly lives up to his reputation as an invincible powerhouse in Japan twenty years ago.

“I’m afraid your disciple wouldn’t be a match for such a person,” Wuming said.

He sensed a dangerous aura emanating from the Fist God.

This is a true top-tier expert!
"Whether it is or not, we'll only know after we fight," Xu Qing said leisurely.

Wuming nodded, "That's indeed the case."

Moreover, he could also see that Xu Qing's four disciples all possessed incredibly powerful abilities, and if they could unleash them, the outcome would be truly uncertain.

"You stay here and keep watch, I'm going to find those two old monsters."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Qing disappeared.

"Without a trace, not a single trace can be detected!"

Wuming's pupils contracted slightly; Xu Qing's speed was too fast, a speed he had never seen before.

Even with his current level of cultivation, he still couldn't figure out how the other party disappeared.

"It seems the gap between me and the Supreme One is even greater than I anticipated!"

The nameless man murmured to himself, the more he interacted with Xu Qing, the more mysterious and unpredictable the other man seemed.

Their strength is unfathomable, and their methods are even more unpredictable.

It's completely unfathomable!
Everyone in the world says that Wuming has extraordinary talent, like a peerless genius. However, in front of Xu Qing, Wuming also feels a sense of powerlessness that is difficult to catch up with.

The opponent is too strong; they seem to have reached another level!
"Strange? Why do I have this feeling of being spied on?"

At this moment, a strange feeling arose in the heart of the Kung Fu God on the training ground.

It felt as if my every move was being watched and spied on!

But when he unleashed his fist intent and sensed his surroundings, he found nothing.

"What's wrong?" Jue Wushen asked, noticing the strange expression on the expression of the Fist God.

"It's nothing. Remember what you promised!"

The Fist God shook his head, his thoughts returning to their previous focus, his gaze fixed on the Godless One.

"Don't worry, as long as you deal with Xiong Ba's disciples for me, I will let you see your son."

The decision was made after careful consideration. If the Fist God were not allowed to see the Fist Maniac even once, it would be a mistake.

He was afraid that the madman would go insane, thinking that the boxing fanatic was gone.

He only agreed in order to keep the madman in check.

The Fist God nodded slightly, then turned and left to continue adjusting his state.

His physical condition has not been good due to his imprisonment in the Fist Tomb for many years. The adjustments he has made these past few days have improved his injuries considerably, but he has not yet returned to his peak condition.

Over the next few days, almost all the disciples of the Wushen Jue Palace went out, but they still did not find any disciples of the Tianxia Hui.

At night, Godless pondered in the house: "Where are these guys hiding? And who is helping them?"

"It's so late, and you're still thinking about other people? Am I not attractive enough to you?"

Two jade-like hands wrapped around Jue Wushen from behind, and a beautiful face pressed close to Jue Wushen's ear, gently exhaling.

She was none other than Yan Ying, the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world in the past.

Even though so many years have passed, and she has given birth to several sons, all of whom are in their early twenties, her face is still beautiful, her skin is as white as snow, and she shows no signs of aging.

Jue Wushen was immediately aroused and turned around with a lewd grin: "There is no one in the world more tempting than you."

"Then what are you waiting for? Come on over!"

Yan Ying's figure flashed, and she was already lying on the bed. Her snow-white long legs were slightly raised, and her clothes fell off, revealing a stunning view.

Faced with such a tempting scene, even though Jue Wushen had slept with Yan Ying many times, he still couldn't resist such a test. "Little vixen, today I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for three days!!"

Jue Wushen lunged forward.

"Don't rush me, I want to be on top today!"

Yan Ying transforms into a female knight, and her favorite thing is to sleep with strong men.

Especially when riding on the back of a strong person, the exhilarating feeling of conquering a strong person will be amplified infinitely.

Just as Jue Wushen and Yan Ying were enjoying themselves, several figures emerged from a secluded spot in the Wushen Palace.

"This is the Palace of No Gods," Juexin said in a low voice.

Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, Duan Lang, Jian Chen, and You Ruo gradually emerged, followed by experts such as the Second Blade Emperor, the Sword Demon, and Shi Wuzun.

As for the thousands of elite disciples from various halls, they quickly emerged from the secret passage from the back.

After everyone came out, the secluded spot was almost full of people.

"Very good, you didn't lie to us!"

Duan Lang suddenly smiled.

"Of course, I've said it before, I'll help you if I kill Jue Wushen!" Jue Xin also revealed a smile.

"You are truly an exceptionally good son!" Duan Lang's smile deepened.

"Hmph." Juexin heard the sarcasm in Duanlang's voice, and his smile vanished as he let out a cold snort.

"To thank you for leading the way, I've decided to give you a quick death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Lang's Fire Scale Sword was suddenly drawn from its sheath. A crimson sword light flashed, and Jue Xin's eyes widened as he stared intently at Duan Lang, blood trickling from his lips.

"you!"

The next moment, Juexin fell to the ground, his head severed from his body, and he died just like that.

With his true essence and meridians completely sealed, Jue Xin had absolutely no ability to resist.

Then, Duan Lang raised his hand and unleashed a palm of raging fire that covered Jue Xin, instantly burning Jue Xin's corpse to ashes.

Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, and the others had no objections to Duan Lang's actions.

Juexin is a Japanese, a foreigner, and a villain who intends to invade the Central Plains. He deserves to die and is not worthy of anyone's pity.

"Let's secretly deal with the disciples of the Godless Palace first, and then gather together to attack Godless Palace!" Qin Shuang, as the senior brother, gave the order.

No one objected to Qin Shuang's suggestion.

"Complete this task within one hour!"

"Disperse!"

As soon as Qin Shuang finished speaking, everyone dispersed, seemingly blending into the darkness, their auras concealed, and no one could detect them.

Although Wu Shen sent out many disciples of Wu Shen Jue Palace to search day and night in order to find the people of Tianxia Hui, Gui Sha Luo, who remained in Wu Shen Jue Palace, still had several thousand people.

These people were destined to become corpses one by one that night.

Inside a magnificent palace, Jue Tian was having a wonderful dream. In his dream, he successfully killed Jue Xin and became the overlord of the Wushen Jue Palace.

Even the entire Japanese peninsula became his territory, and the Japanese emperor bowed down to him.

Such a beautiful dream brought a smile to Jue Tian's face.

At that very moment, the guards outside the hall collapsed instantly, their blood freezing and they died.

Qin Shuang, dressed in a simple robe, entered the main hall and even sneaked into Jue Tian's house.

Looking at Jue Tian's face, which resembled Jue Xin's, he immediately realized that this guy was Jue Xin's younger brother.

"Still sleeping? Your killer's here!"

Qin Shuang slapped Jue Tian across the face, waking him up.

Jue Tian awoke with a start, and just as he was about to unleash his power, he was sealed off by a chilling aura.

Qin Shuang's large hand gripped his throat, the incredibly cold force almost stopping his blood flow.

"Who are you!?"

...(End of this chapter)