Zhu Tian: Starting from the Laughing Proud Yue Buqun

"Who are you!?"

Jue Tian stared at Qin Shuang in utter terror, as Qin Shuang lifted him off the bed with her large hand.

His blood and true energy were completely stagnant, and even his skin was covered in frost.

This person was too strong, entering his main hall silently, leaving him no chance to resist.

This extreme cold power is terrifying.

"Don't kill me!" Jue Tian felt his body growing colder and stiffer. If this continued, he would freeze to death!

His mind raced, and he realized that the person who made the move must be Qin Shuang, the leader of the World Society who had disappeared for several days.

The martial arts characteristics of the four hall masters of the World Society have been collected by Wushen Juegong.

Only Qin Shuang, who has cultivated the Heavenly Frost Fist, could possess such a chilling power.

"Spare my life, and if you want to get back at my father, you can use me!"

Jue Tian's words caused Qin Shuang's strength to ease slightly, and her expression faltered for a moment before a strange smile appeared on her face:

"You and Juexin truly are brothers. To save your own lives, you betrayed your father without the slightest hesitation. You are truly two filial sons!"

"I knew that bastard Jue Xin betrayed us!" Jue Tian gritted his teeth.

Qin Shuang has already infiltrated his main hall, so it's conceivable that the Wushen Jue Palace has already been completely infiltrated by the rest of the Tianxia Hui.

Moreover, no alarm bells have been ringing for so long.

He knew that those demons must have all perished as well!

That beast Juexin actually secretly brought the enemy home.

Damn it!

"Shut up!" Qin Shuang was too lazy to waste any more words with Jue Tian. Her Heavenly Frost chill enveloped Jue Tian, ​​freezing him in place.

He did not choose to kill this guy. He learned from Jue Xin that Jue Tian was extremely favored by Jue Wushen.

Keep it for now, it might have a surprising effect later!
Just as Qin Shuang was about to quietly leave the hall, a huge roar that resounded through the night suddenly erupted from a part of the Wushen Jue Palace.

"Oh no! Who's been discovered!"

Qin Shuang's expression changed, and she moved quickly, like a black lightning bolt, rushing towards the source of the huge roar.

Not only him, but everyone else also set off.

Meanwhile, Jue Wushen, who was enjoying Yan Ying's service, was also awakened by the loud explosion.

"Ah!" Yan Ying screamed in fright, her voice completely different from the comfortable moan, and she dared not continue riding.

"You stay here. It seems those brats from the World Society have sneaked into the Godless Palace and ruined my plans. I'll kill them!"

His face turned cold. He pulled the armor off Yan Ying, put it on, rushed out of the house, and quickly disappeared from sight.

At the epicenter of the explosion, smoke billowed out as Bu Jingyun emerged, his face grave as he gazed at the imposing figure standing atop the palace.

This person appeared suddenly and with immense strength, blasting him out of the hall with a single blow. At this moment, his blood and qi were surging, and his true essence was turbulent, making it difficult for him to calm down for a long time.

"To have such skill at such a young age, kid, which disciple of Xiong Ba are you?"

The imposing figure atop the palace was none other than the Fist God. Just now, with a casual punch, he had sent Bu Jingyun flying, but he had also sensed the profound skill and power emanating from Bu Jingyun.

This young man's skill is so profound that it surpasses even his contemporaries'.

This is quite rare!
This kid must have consumed quite a few treasures that enhance his power!

Without sufficient opportunity, it would be impossible to possess such profound skill.

"Bu Jingyun of Feiyun Hall!"

Bu Jingyun introduced himself, gripped the peerless sword, and stared coldly at the Fist God, asking, "Are you Jue Wushen?"

"Hahaha? Absolute God? What is he? Remember my name, I am the God of Fist!"

The Fist God laughed loudly, full of disdain for Absolute God.

"The god of boxing?"

Bu Jingyun's expression grew even more serious. This person didn't take Jue Wushen seriously, yet his aura was terrifyingly strong.

Besides Jue Wushen, the Wushen Jue Palace actually has such a powerful expert!
Swish!Swish!Swish!
As three voices rang out, Nie Feng, Qin Shuang, and Duan Lang arrived one after another. "It seems that the four of you are Xiong Ba's four disciples!" The Fist Dao God looked down at Qin Shuang and the other three with disdain, as if they were dead, cold and arrogant.

"Let me see just how much skill Xiong Ba taught you. And what gives him the right to claim dominance in the Central Plains and be hailed as invincible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Fist God stomped down hard, and a fierce force erupted from the soles of his feet, causing the palace beneath his feet to collapse instantly.

Meanwhile, the Fist God charged towards Qin Shuang like a ferocious beast brimming with killing intent.

He sensed a powerful aura emanating from Qin Shuang and was clearly more interested in her physique.

Qin Shuang felt a killing intent like that of a demon from hell sweeping over her; the opponent's aura was so strong that he was definitely a top-tier expert.

Without any hesitation, the surging blood energy rose like a true dragon, his body swayed, and he took a step forward, causing the ground to sink instantly.

Qin Shuang stepped forward, her large veins stretched out, her muscles bulged, and blood and qi swirled around her. The crimson blood and true essence erupted and gathered in one arm, like a cannonball shooting into the sky.

A surge of air rose from the void, and the extreme cold made the night even more desolate.

boom!
Qin Shuang and the fist imprint of the Fist God collided from a distance. The forces of both sides were incredibly fierce and violent, and the boundless force brought up a gale and air waves, destroying the surrounding buildings.

But in just a moment, Qin Shuang's figure flew backward like a cannonball, her feet leaving a deep trench in the ground as she crashed into a palace.

This exchange ended in the blink of an eye.

"Big Brother!"

"Damn old thing!"

"Attack together, he's very strong!"

Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and Duan Lang all changed color, their eyes turned fierce, and the power of their swords and blades erupted as they swarmed forward to kill the Fist God.

With a single punch, the Fist God unleashed a terrifying burst of power that swept away everything, shattering the sword and saber power of Nie Feng and the other two in an instant.

With a sweeping kick, like a dragon swinging its tail, his leg was like a sharp blade, slashing out with a terrifying gale, and Bu Jingyun and the other two were all swept away by his kick.

The Fist God twisted his neck, stretched his body, and shook his head slightly: "Is this all the skill Xiong Ba's disciples have?"

At this moment, the Second Blade Emperor, the Sword Demon, the Martial Venerable, and others also arrived.

"This guy has such a powerful aura!"

"Like a ferocious beast of heaven and earth, it's terrifying!"

"Is he the Godless One?"

Everyone was shocked; the aura emanating from the Fist God was simply too powerful.

Unlike the nameless one who kept his sharp edge hidden, the God of Fist was arrogant and domineering, showing no restraint and oppressing the entire audience.

"Go together!"

The Second Blade Emperor roared and took the lead in attacking. His ruthless blade was filled with extreme killing intent. The blade intent swept across the sky, transforming into a huge blade aura, which fiercely slashed down towards the Fist God.

The Fist God easily grasped the blade's energy, commenting, "The blade intent is good, but the strength is simply too weak!"

The sword case on the sword demon's back suddenly opened, and the Sword of Defeat flew out. He roared, "Kill!"

The Sword of Defeat transformed into a sharp sword light, slicing through the night sky, carrying a terrifying aura of defeat and annihilation, enveloping the Fist God.

"Another peerless and deadly weapon!?"

The Fist God was slightly startled, and swung his fist to meet the sharpness of the sword of defeat head-on.

To date, the people of this world have used a total of four divine weapons.

Each one is an incredibly precious divine weapon, and its power is considerable.

"Unfortunately, the sword is excellent, but the person wielding it is far too incompetent!"

As the legend of the martial arts fell, the power of the fist erupted once more, instantly shattering the power of the Sword of Defeat, which flew backward.

As for the Tathagata Palm of the Venerable Shi Wuzun, the Fist Dao God didn't even lift his eyelids, and casually broke the palm print containing Buddhist light with a single burst of energy.

"too weak!"

...(End of this chapter)