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Chapter 668

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Murong Chun scoffed. "Do you think you're invincible and invincible in Crouching Bull Mountain?"

"Why not? Don't forget the agreement between our sects. As long as someone can defeat all the other sects, the Crouching Bull Insight will be given to them. "Xiong Feng smiled.

"That's right! You haven't defeated everyone in Crouching Bull Mountain yet!" Zhuge Feng scoffed.

He looked at Jin Ye. "Elder Jin, I'm afraid Murong will still lose. I'll have to trouble you!"

Jin Ye glanced at him and shook his head.

"Elder Jin?" Zhuge Feng was confused.

Jin Ye said in a low voice, "It's useless. I'm no match for him."

"Elder Jin! How can you just admit defeat? We'll only know after we fight!" Murong Chun quickly said.

Jin Ye shook his head and sighed. "Alright, I'll have to fight him or I won't be satisfied."

As he finished speaking, he slowly stood up. His aura rose as if he had turned into a green bull. His aura surged and the entire hall was filled with a desolate and desolate aura.

Everyone was shocked. This was the Crouching Bull Punch's divine will.

Elder Jin had already practiced the Crouching Bull Punch to its peak and was almost perfected. He was so good that they were no match for him.

"Moo!" Jin Ye punched and the sound of his fist turned into a bull's roar.

Xiong Feng laughed. "Great fist technique!"

He spread his arms and punched. It did not look like he was punching, but more like he was grabbing something.

"Woo …" With a sharp whistle, the fist force of the Crouching Bull Punch seemed to freeze in the air.

Xiong Feng clenched his fingers.

The howling stopped abruptly.

Xiong Feng clenched his fist and punched.

"Bam!" Jin Ye tried to block it but was sent flying.

He crashed straight into a red pillar in the hall. His short and small body bounced off the pillar and fell to the ground in a sorry state. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xiong Feng laughed. "Crouching Bull Mountain is just a name to scare people!"

He looked at Murong Chun. "Elder Murong, do you want to fight?"

Murong Chun shook his head. "Elder Jin lost, I'm no match for him."

Xiong Feng looked at Zhuge Feng. "Where's the hill master? He's heavily injured. Do you want me to stay here for a few days and wait for him to recover?"

Zhuge Feng stared at him with a steely expression.

Xiong Feng laughed. "Looks like Crouching Bull Mountain can't afford to lose and wants to go back on their words!"

Zhuge Feng took a deep breath and was about to speak.

Murong Chun suddenly said, "Wait, you haven't defeated everyone yet!"

Xiong Feng looked at him impatiently, "Could it be the Mountain Chieftain? Then I will wait for a few days. Once Mountain Chieftain's martial arts have recovered, we will compete again! "

Murong Chun shook his head. "Not the hill master. It's our young master, the next hill master!"

"Hehe …" Xiong Feng laughed.

Murong Chun said, "If you can defeat the next hill master, we'll have nothing to say. We'll definitely hand over the first half of the Crouching Bull Insight! ... Mountain Chieftain, am I right? Elder Jin? "

Jin Ye closed his eyes and didn't say a word, pretending not to hear.

Zhuge Feng said slowly, "That's right. If you can defeat him, I will hand over the first half of the Crouching Bull Insight!"

"Good, great!" Xiong Feng laughed. "Where is this Young Lord? I can't wait to see the Crouching Bull Insight!"

"The Young Lord is not on the mountain now," Murong Chun said.

Xiong Feng laughed again. "Good move. Are you trying to kill me?"

"The Crouching Bull Mountain will not do such a thing! Murong, ask Qiao San to call that brat back!" Zhuge Feng scoffed.

"Yes." Murong Chun responded and closed fist saluted. "Young Master Xiong, please wait!"

"I'll wait." Murong Chun smiled.

He looked at the elders in the hall. He was not afraid of Murong Chun playing tricks.



After a quarter of an hour, Chu Li and Murong Chun arrived at the hall.

When he was chatting with Lu Yurong at the Ren Public House, he suddenly realized something was wrong. He guessed that Crouching Bull Mountain was in trouble again, so he ran back. Qiao San was hurting himself again. Murong Chun was waiting there, so he rushed over.

"The Young Lord is here!" Murong Chun said.

Chu Li looked at Xiong Feng and smiled. "Isn't this Lu Tianji?"

"I'm Xiong Feng." Xiong Feng closed fist saluted. "An official disciple of the Skyward Palace!"

Chu Li said, "Then you're Lu Tianji's brother, right?"

"Well …" Xiong Feng shook his head. "I've been alone since I was young. How can I have a brother?"

Chu Li said lazily, "You two brothers, one joined Crouching Bull Mountain and the other joined the Skyward Palace. The two of you combined what you got. What a brilliant plan!"

He turned his head to look at Jin Ye. "Elder Jin, you came up with this brilliant plan, right?"

Jin Ye opened his eyes and said coldly, "Nonsense!"

Chu Li said, "This move is really amazing. Elder Jin is really astute and farsighted! … But unfortunately, Lu Tianji was crippled by me and ruined this flawless plan. Am I right? "

Jin Ye sneered. "The Young Lord is really indulging in fantasy!"

Chu Li said, "Lu Tianji is Elder Hu's disciple. And this person should be Elder Jin's disciple, right? Elder Jin, you're really lucky. Your disciple entered the Skyward Palace and found out that he's a peerless genius. He's an official disciple of the Skyward Palace. Congratulations! "

"What a joke!" Jin Ye said in a low voice.

Chu Li shook his head. "It's fine if you don't say it. Since things have come to this, there's no point in saying all this. Let's see who's the real deal. You're Xiong Feng, right? Make your move!"

Xiong Feng smiled. "You can think of this in such a short time. Your ability to make up stories is really brilliant. I'm very impressed!"

Chu Li smiled. "You're the main character of the story. If you can really gather the Crouching Bull Insight, will you really hand it over to your master? Or will you hand it over to the Skyward Palace and become the real Palace Leader of the Skyward Palace? "

"I'll take it first." Xiong Feng smiled.

As he spoke, he threw a punch.

The turbulent energy poured out like a flood. Everyone in the main hall felt the pressure. Xiong Feng did not use his full strength before, so there was no such momentum.

A cold light flashed at Chu Li's waist and turned into a cold star. It instantly broke through all obstacles and appeared in front of Xiong Feng's throat.

Xiong Feng faced the tip of the sword in front of his throat. He did not panic and lightly slapped the tip of the sword with his palm.

"Tss!" The tip of the sword pierced through his left palm without any hindrance and was still heading for his throat.

Xiong Feng's expression changed slightly. He did not expect the sword force to be so sharp that his Sky Piercing Palm could not block it.

He took a step back to avoid it. His left palm also wanted to free itself from the sword.

"Tss!" The tip of the sword suddenly sped up. It cut through the air as if it was tearing clothes. It instantly pierced his shoulder. He wanted to avoid it but he could not.

The speed of the sword was beyond imagination. Xiong Feng had never seen such a fast sword.

Chu Li took a step back and said, "Do you want to go again?"

"Watch my palm!" Xiong Feng shouted. Both his palms suddenly expanded. The lines on his palms were clearly visible.

The wounds on his left palm and left shoulder that exposed his bones had unknowingly closed up. They were no longer bleeding. His right palm slowly struck out.

"Woo …" A shrill roar sounded like someone was howling at the sky. The force of the palm overflowed.

The people around could not help but retreat. Their clothes fluttered as if there was a gust of wind rushing into the main hall.

Chu Li's sword turned into a cold light and instantly pierced the center of his palm.

"Tss!" The tip of the sword came out from the back of his palm.

His enlarged right palm immediately returned to its original size like a deflated balloon.

Chu Li pulled out his sword and retreated.

The wound on his right palm exposed the white bones. Blood kept flowing out.

Chu Li looked at his wound. "Do you want to go again?"

"I've lost!" Xiong Feng smiled. He shook his head and sighed. "I still can't do it."

Chu Li said, "You're only one step away."

Xiong Feng sighed. "This is fate."

Chu Li said, "You're the strongest in Skyward Palace, right?"

"… Yes." Xiong Feng nodded. "Are you going to challenge Skyward Palace?"

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