Chapter 652 Expulsion (Four More)

While Chu Xin was moving slightly, the Heavenly Demon Bead appeared in a flash and swallowed the silver needle in one gulp.

Seeing Chu Li's calm face and looking at him indifferently, Zhuge Feng was quite surprised, and then sneered: "Okay, I'm really good at it, give me another punch!"

"Moo..." Another punch came out.

The sound of this punch was even louder, as if a majestic black bull was standing in front of people, with ferocious horns and a huge momentum, and then the bull rushed over with its horns thrust forward, with a ferocious aura that seemed real, making people want to run away involuntarily.

Chu Li snorted coldly, pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and the long sword around his waist turned into a little bit of cold light. It was faster than expected, and the tip of the sword had reached Zhuge Feng's throat.

Zhuge Feng frowned, his eyes widened, and he punched out again while stepping back.

"Ding..." The blade of the sword trembled suddenly, and there was an endless sound.

But the tip of the sword was still on his throat, only the trembling and whistling blade of the sword showed the strength of the punch it had just broken, and it was an astonishingly powerful punch.

Zhuge Feng was extremely astonished, he didn't expect his fist to be pierced by his long sword. When did he practice this superb swordsmanship, even he is far inferior to him.

He leaned down again, his legs stretched out.

"Ding!" The blade of the sword hit his toe and trembled again.

Half of his body suddenly went numb, and a strange internal force came from the blade of the sword, which penetrated into his lower abdomen from the tip of his toes, and all layers of internal force obstacles were swallowed by it, growing continuously.

With the tip of the sword still on his throat, Chu Li stared into his eyes and said coldly, "You have died three times already!"

Zhuge Feng could feel the murderous intent in his indifferent eyes, gave up struggling, and said with a cold snort, "What is your mind?"

Chu Li's sword slapped him on the shoulder, and the strange internal force that had already grown suddenly came out of his shoulder and disappeared. He said coldly, "You don't need to know."

"Who did you learn swordsmanship from?" Zhuge Feng snorted coldly, "Which master do you worship?"

"I got a secret book, and I practiced according to the secret book." Chu Li returned his sword to its sheath and replied lazily.

"Impossible!" Zhuge Feng snorted.

No matter how strong a sword is practiced according to the sword manual, it is limited, and it is impossible to be as powerful as him.

Chu Li chuckled, and looked at him with disdain: "I don't have the leisure to lie to you!"

Everyone looked at them in surprise.

They knew that the young master's martial arts were extremely high and his swordsmanship was excellent, but they also knew that the mountain master's martial arts were high, and that the mountain master had practiced hard in seclusion.

So they thought that no matter how high the young master's martial arts were, he would still be inferior to the mountain master.

Never expected that the young master's swordsmanship is so amazing that the mountain master can't block a sword!

With a gloomy face, Zhuge Feng took a deep breath and said, "What secret book?"

"The secret book has been destroyed, only I have read it, and Qiao San has not seen it either." Chu Li said lazily, "So don't make up your mind!"

Zhuge Feng snorted coldly and said: "Our Funiu Mountain martial arts are superb, why should we envy other secrets, I am worried that you have practiced that kind of evil martial arts with rapid progress but endless troubles!"

Chu Li said: "It's an evil martial art, so I did some wrong things, but now it's all over, I have returned to normal, and my martial arts can be regarded as accomplished."

"What kind of martial arts are you practicing?" Zhuge Feng asked.

Chu Li said: "No name, nameless swordsmanship."

"Wuming swordsmanship, hum!" Knowing that he didn't want to answer, Zhuge Feng was even angrier in his heart, and said coldly: "It seems that you don't believe in being a father anymore!"

Chu Li said: "Yes, I don't believe you, what kind of father are you!"

"Bastard!" Zhuge Feng snorted coldly: "Do you think that if you are strong in martial arts, you can do whatever you want, and you don't even recognize your father?"

Chu Li said: "You don't deserve to be a father at all, and I don't have your father, so let's go, don't give it away!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and walked towards the gate of the small courtyard.

Zhuge Feng really became greedy for the secret books, but any martial arts practitioner would be tempted by such secret books, but he would never give them to Zhuge Feng.

"Come back to me!" Zhuge Feng reached out and grabbed him.

Chu Li stepped sideways to avoid it, without even looking, he lazily came to the gate of the small courtyard, opened the door and was about to enter.

"Moo..." With a roar of a bull, Zhuge Feng shot at Chu Li and punched him in the back.

"Tch!" Chu Li turned his head and drew out the sword, a cold light lit up from his waist, the tip of the sword pierced the Funiu God Fist, and instantly arrived in front of Zhuge Feng.

"Moo..." Zhuge Feng did not dodge or dodge, and punched out again, which was even more powerful.

The tip of Chu Li's sword pierced through the Funiu God Fist without hindrance, and hit his shoulder.

"Lord of the mountain!" Everyone exclaimed.

They stared at Chu Li in shock, unbelievable that he dared to hurt the mountain master.

Chu Li drew his sword, shook it lightly, and blood fell along the tip of the sword.

He returned the sword back to its sheath, and looked at Zhuge Feng coldly: "No matter how ignorant you are, this sword is not piercing your shoulder, but your throat!"

"Evil!" Zhuge Feng glared at him sullenly, and slowly spit out these two words.

Chu Li sneered disdainfully: "It doesn't matter if you're a villain or a bastard, don't worry about it. When did you ever manage me as a father!"

After saying that, he entered the small courtyard and closed the door directly.

Qiao San looked at the small courtyard at a loss, then at Zhuge Feng.

Zhuge Feng covered his shoulders, his face was so gloomy that water dripped out, and the people were silent, without saying a word.

Everyone was surprised, they didn't expect Zhuge Tianzhen to dare to hurt the mountain master with his sword.

What's more terrible is that the mountain lord can't stop the young lord's sword!

"Oh, it seems that the young master's knot is difficult to untie for a while." Murong Chun shook his head and sighed: "Shanzhu, the young master's resentment is very deep."

"This evil is lawless!" Zhuge Feng gritted his teeth and snorted.

Murong Chun said: "The young master's sword is precise, and he doesn't want to really kill the mountain master, but the young master's swordsmanship is so powerful, which is beyond my expectation. It seems that the next mountain master has to be handed over to the young master."

"He can't be the Mountain Lord at all!" Zhuge Feng sneered, "As long as I live, he can't be the Mountain Lord!"

"Shanzhu..." Murong Chun hurriedly said: "Now only the young master is the most suitable, who else can be worthy of the big job? Xiao Liang can't do it, Xiao Zhou and Xiao Chu are a little bit worse, after all, the young master is still the best." !"

"Don't mention this matter again!" Zhuge Feng let go of his hand and said coldly: "I will never agree, let's go!"

"Shanzhu..." Murong Chun hurriedly said.

Zhuge Feng waved his hand, turned around and walked back.

Murong Chun looked at Xia Liyan, who shook his head.

When the father and son got into such a fight, it was almost impossible to convince the mountain master. Fortunately, the mountain master is not old and has plenty of time.

Everyone followed along, Qiao San stayed where he thought for a while, but still followed, to find out the news, the young master's sword caused a catastrophe!

Murong Liang and Zhou Hange Chu Dazhi also left.

Murong Liang was smiling, Zhou Hange and Chu Dazhi looked calm and said nothing, Murong Liang was immersed in excitement, ignored them, and went back to his small courtyard.

Zhou Hange and Chu Dazhi sighed, feeling that the young master's future was unpredictable, and this Murong Liang's ruthless method wanted to break the young master's roots.

Chu Li lay lazily in the chair, leisurely.

Qiao San ran back suddenly, with an ugly face: "Young master, something is wrong, the mountain wants to expel you from the sect!"

Chu Li was startled, and looked up at him: "You want to expel me from the sect?"

"Yes, the mountain master just said it himself!" Qiao San nodded hurriedly.