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Chapter 652

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As Chu Li's mind stirred, the Heavenly Demonic Orb appeared in a flash and swallowed the silver needle.

Zhuge Feng was surprised to see Chu Li looking at him calmly. He laughed coldly. "Good, you've grown. Take another punch from me!"

"Moo …" He punched again.

This time, the bull's cry was even louder. It was as if a majestic black bull was standing in front of them. Its horns were ferocious, and its aura was enormous. Then, it rushed over with its horns, and its ferocious aura was so strong that it made people want to run away.

Chu Li sneered and placed his hand on the hilt of his sword. The sword on his waist turned into a cold light. It was so fast that it was unimaginably fast. The tip of the sword was already in front of Zhuge Feng's throat.

Zhuge Feng frowned and his eyes widened. He punched again as he retreated.

"Ding …" The sword's body suddenly trembled, and a clear ringing sound could be heard.

The tip of the sword was still at his throat. Only the vibrating sound of the sword indicated that it had just broken through the force of the punch, and it was a very powerful punch.

Zhuge Feng was shocked. He did not expect his punch to be broken through by the sword. When did he learn such a profound sword technique? Even he could not compare to him.

He lowered his body again and kicked with both legs.

"Ding!" The sword hit the tip of his foot and vibrated again.

Half of his body went numb. A strange inner energy came from the sword and entered his abdomen from the tip of his foot. Layers of inner energy were all swallowed up by it and grew stronger.

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

Zhuge Feng could feel the murderous intent in his cold eyes. He gave up struggling and sneered. "What heart technique is this?"

Chu Li's sword hit his shoulder. The strange inner energy that had grown stronger immediately went out of his shoulder and disappeared. He said coldly, "You don't need to know."

"Who did you learn the sword technique from? What master did you have?" Zhuge Feng asked coldly.

"I got a secret manual and practiced according to it." Chu Li sheathed his sword and answered lazily.

"Impossible!" Zhuge Feng snorted.

If one practiced according to the manual, there was a limit to how strong they could be. They could not be as strong as him.

Chu Li laughed and looked at him in disdain. "I don't have the time to lie to you!"

Everyone looked at them in shock.

They knew that the Young Lord's martial arts were extremely high and that his swordsmanship was outstanding, but they knew even more about the Hill Chieftain's martial arts. The Hill Chieftain had gone into closed-door training, so when she came out, her martial arts would definitely improve greatly.

Therefore, they assumed that no matter how high the Young Lord's martial arts were, he was still inferior to the Mountain Chieftain.

Never in a million years would he have thought that the Young Lord's swordsmanship would be so marvelous that the Mountain Chieftain couldn't even block a single strike!

Zhuge Feng's face darkened, he took a deep breath and said, "What secret manual?"

"The secret manual has been destroyed. I'm the only one who has read it. Qiao San hasn't seen it either," Chu Li said lazily. "So don't even think about it!"

Zhuge Feng scoffed. "Our Crouching Bull Mountain's martial arts are top-notch, why do we need to be jealous of other secret manuals? I'm just worried that you'll learn those evil martial arts that allow you to progress quickly, but cause endless trouble in the future!"

Chu Li said, "It was an evil martial art, so I made some mistakes, but it's all in the past now. I've returned to normal, and I've mastered my martial art."

"What martial arts do you practice?" Zhuge Feng asked.

Chu Li said, "I don't have a name. It's the Nameless Sword Technique."

"Nameless Sword Technique, hmph!" Zhuge Feng knew that he didn't want to answer, so he got even angrier. He said coldly, "Looks like you don't trust your father!"

Chu Li said, "Yes, I don't trust you. What kind of father are you!"

"Bastard! Do you think that just because you're strong, you can do whatever you want? You don't even want to acknowledge your father anymore? "Zhuge Feng scoffed.

Chu Li said, "You don't deserve to be a father, and I don't have a father like you. Goodbye, I won't see you out!"

He turned around and walked towards the entrance of the courtyard.

Zhuge Feng was indeed greedy for the secret manual. Any martial artist would be tempted by this kind of secret manual, but he would never give it to Zhuge Feng.

"Come back here!" Zhuge Feng reached out to grab him.

Chu Li took a step to the side and dodged. He didn't even look at Zhuge Feng and walked lazily to the entrance of the courtyard. He pushed the door open and was about to enter.

"Moo …" Zhuge Feng roared as he charged towards Chu Li and punched him in the back.

"Tsk!" Chu Li turned his head and pulled out his sword. A cold light shone from his waist and the tip of the sword pierced through the Crouching Bull Punch.

"Moo …" Zhuge Feng didn't dodge. He punched again with an even stronger force.

Chu Li's sword pierced through the Crouching Bull Punch without any resistance and pierced his shoulder.

"Hill Master!" Everyone screamed.

They stared at Chu Li in shock. They couldn't believe that he actually dared to hurt the Hill Master.

Chu Li pulled out his sword and shook it lightly. Fresh blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

He sheathed his sword and looked at Zhuge Feng coldly. "If you don't know what's good for you, this sword won't be piercing your shoulder, it'll be piercing your throat!"

"Bastard!" Zhuge Feng stared at him with a dark face and spat out these two words slowly.

Chu Li laughed coldly. "Whether I'm a bastard or a bastard, you don't have to worry about it. As a father, when have you ever cared about me?"

He then entered the courtyard and closed the door.

Qiao San looked at the courtyard helplessly and then at Zhuge Feng.

Zhuge Feng held his shoulder. His face was dark. Everyone was silent and didn't say a word.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't think that Zhuge Feng would dare to hurt the Hill Master.

What was worse was that the Hill Master couldn't even block the Young Master's sword!

"Sigh, it seems like the Young Master's problem is hard to solve." Murong Chun shook his head and sighed. "Hill Master, the Young Master's resentment is very deep."

"This bastard is lawless!" Zhuge Feng gritted his teeth and scoffed.

Murong Chun said, "The Young Master's sword is accurate. He doesn't really want to kill the Hill Master. However, I didn't expect the Young Master's swordsmanship to be so powerful. It seems like the next Hill Master has to be handed over to the Young Master."

"He can't be the Hill Master! As long as I am alive, he can't be the Hill Master!" Zhuge Feng laughed coldly.

"Hill master …" Murong Chun quickly said, "Now, only the young master is suitable. Who else can take on such a big responsibility? Little Liang can't do it. Little Zhou and Little Chu are lacking. In the end, it's still the Young Master! "

"Don't bring this up again! I will never agree to it. Let's go!" Zhuge Feng let go of his hand and said coldly.

"Hill Master …" Murong Chun quickly said.

Zhuge Feng waved his hand and turned around to leave.

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

It was almost impossible to convince the Hill Master now that the father and son were at this stage. Fortunately, the Hill Master was not old and they had plenty of time.

Everyone followed him. Qiao San stayed behind and thought for a while. He still followed them to find out more information. The Young Master's sword had caused a huge disaster!

Murong Liang, Zhou Hange, and Chu Dazhi also left.

Murong Liang had a smile on his face, but Zhou Hange and Chu Dazhi were silent. Murong Liang was immersed in his excitement, so he ignored them and returned to his courtyard.

Zhou Hange and Chu Dazhi sighed. They felt that the Young Master's future was unpredictable. Murong Liang was ruthless and wanted to cut off the Young Master's roots.

Chu Li lay lazily on the chair, leisurely and at ease.

Qiao San suddenly ran back with a pale face. "Young Master, something bad has happened. The Hill Master wants to expel you from the sect!"

Chu Li was stunned and looked up at him. "He wants to expel me?"

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