When Chu Yun heard this, his feet paused for several seconds.

A look of perseverance slowly flashed across his ordinary face.

"I am their son." Chu Yun turned his head and glanced at Jiang Wenzhao. "Is it enough?"

Jiang Wenzhao pursed his lips slightly, speechless.

The two came to the pavilion side by side.

The round table in the pavilion was filled with wine and food, but no one moved his chopsticks. The four people on the table were indescribably calm and cold. The eyes that looked at Chu Yun were also extremely deep.

"What are you doing when you are standing there?"

Chu Yun waved his hand and said, "Don't be polite. You should eat and drink."

After saying that, Chu Yun picked up the wine glass and looked around and said, "This may be the last meal. Drink it all the time."

He raised his head and drank it all in one go.

He said it lightly.

But the content in the words is extremely crazy and domineering.

He said directly that this was the last meal for everyone present! Don’t be restrained, and don’t be too reserved. Taste well and drink well.

Have enough food and drink.

Good to go on the road!

"Chu Yun."

Guo Qingzhi frowned and said, "Do you usually treat martial arts seniors in such an arrogant and arrogant manner?"

"Why did you ask this?" Chu Yun poured his second glass of wine on his own and said without raising his head.

"Because I have lived for half my life, but I have never seen a young man like you who is ignorant of the world." Guo Qingzhi said word by word. His words were full of displeasure.

There was a strong hostility flashing in his eyes.

Even the powerful young master Kou Zong was never so arrogant and presumptuous.

Why is Chu Yun?

What qualifications does he have to make a fuss about such an occasion?

Is it because he has a pair of legendary parents?

But his father had already died in battle that year.

And my mother has also disappeared mysteriously for nearly thirty years!

Facing Guo Qingzhi's sarcastic words, Chu Yun remained calm and said with a calm expression: "That can only prove that you have a shallow understanding."

"Is that true?" Guo Qingzhi narrowed her eyes slightly and asked with a sharp look. "I really want to know. What are you going to do tonight? With your own strength, you can kill all the top ten people who have been promoted to the top ten?"

"Do you have this ability?" As a notary, Guo Qingzhi seemed very unfair and very unrigorous at this moment.

He leaned down on the side of the Gods' Young Master Kou Zong.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that. He doesn't like Chu Yun very much and supports Kou Zong.

Of course, all this was both within Chu Yun's expectations and within his expectations.

What he wants to deal with in this martial arts conference is not just the killing of his father’s enemy, but also the behind-the-scenes driver of the martial arts conference!

This martial arts conference directly caused a rupture in the Chinese martial arts world. Especially the younger generation of strong men, except Chu Yun and Hong Shisan, there is no one left!

Why?

Why did the Martial Arts Conference adjust the rules so cruelly? It is inhumane?

If there is no conspiracy behind this, I will not believe it if Chu Yun is killed!

Faced with Guo Qingzhi's provocation.

Chu Yun didn't say anything.

He just picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

Then, he poured himself a third cup.

He pursed his lips and said, "I have been waiting for too long this day."

"This cup. To my father."

After saying that, he drank it all in one go.

After drinking.

Chu Yun exhaled a breath of turbid air, put down the wine glass, staring at Kou Zong who was facing each other with a plain and cold look: "Are you ready?"

Clam!

Chu Yun drew his sword and stabbed into the hard desktop.

Accompanied by a buzzing sound.

The table suddenly cracked, as if with a slight push, it would collapse and turn into dust.

A sharp aura spread throughout the pavilion.

Chu Yun's dark eyes flashed with a cold look.

Then his ordinary face was filled with murderous intent!

He looked straight at Kou Zong: "Are you planning to do it yourself? Or will you assign Boss Lin to show off with me?"

Facing Chu Yun, he was straightforward and decisive.

A strange look flashed across Kou Zong's handsome face. He let out a breath and said slowly: "Don't say that Guo Qingzhi doesn't know where you have confidence and capital. I also want to know. Why can you be so confident??"

"Why do you dare to challenge the Gods publicly?"

"Why, can you openly challenge the martial arts conference?"

"To be honest, your deviantness really shocked me. It's even incredible. Guo Qingzhi has never seen someone like you. I have never seen him."

After Kou Zong said that, he shook his head gently and said, "You have indeed opened my eyes. If it weren't for you, you would have died tonight, I really want to have a deep communication with you. You are the most incredible guy I have ever seen in my life."

"Uncle Lin."

Kou Zong glanced at Lin Wanli indifferently: "In the end, I still hope you will get rid of him with your own hands."

Lin Wanli didn't say anything and was about to stand up.

He was ready before he arrived at the pavilion.

In this tough battle, he has to fight even if he doesn’t fight. Even if he fights, he has to fight even if he fights!

He has no choice, and he has no way out!

Unless he can turn against the leader of the Gods now.

Otherwise, he would better follow the original plan.

"sit down."

Lin Wanli just stood up.

His arm was pulled by the coffin carryer.

A powerful force rushed to his arm frantically and quickly spread half of his body!

Involuntarily, Lin Wanli sat down again.

It's not that he wants to sit.

It was the domineering power of the coffin carrying man, which was so strong that he could not refuse.

But as soon as I sat down.

Lin Wanli waved his backhand and forced the coffin carrying man who pulled his arm away.

Crack!

The feet of the chair rubbed against the ground with a sharp sound.

The man carrying the coffin felt a strong wind like the reality.

It's like cutting the skin with a blade, thrilling!

"At least, you can't attack Chu Yun tonight." The coffin carrying man slowly stood up and stared at Lin Wanli with an expressionless face. "I said. You want to move him. Step past my body first."

Lin Wanli was silent.

His eyes were dark and deep. He stared at the coffin carrying man coldly.

He wasn't hesitating.

But waiting.

Wait for the young master Kou Zong to issue an order.

"So that's the case."
To be continued...