When the three words "Tianyu Peak" rang in Feng Jueyu's mind, he immediately thought of the old monster imprisoned in the blood-fire rock area.

That's where the thing actually started? Didn't I give the letter to the Master of Zhitian Pavilion? Didn't that count as betraying Zhitian Pavilion?

Isn’t this matter over? Why did it find its way to my head again?

Involved in the pavilion and lost many powerful masters?

Where is this going?

On the way back to the pavilion, Feng Jueyu didn't complain at all, because he knew that Zihuai and the other three were just following orders. Apart from beating themselves up under Ruchen's instructions, they probably didn't know much about the inside story and argued with them.

It's simply a waste of time.

But if the taboo is violated on Tianyu Peak, what does it have to do with you?

After a thousand twists and turns, he still couldn't figure out what he had done, which made him restless and very anxious.

But this time, Cheng Guang passed Meirao to send him a message, which helped him a lot and made some preparations. At least he now knew that the matter was on Tianyu Peak, and Tianyu Peak

Where there is any intersection with him, there is no connection except for the old monster who was suppressed at the foot of the peak and did not show up.

Since you can't figure it out, let's block it with soldiers and cover it with water and soil. I want to see what they can do to me. At worst, I can hide from the Heavenly Dao Pearl and leave the Zhitian Pavilion. How can a living person be choked to death by urinating?

Thinking like this, he didn't think about it too much. It was useless to think too much and he couldn't figure it out, so why bother?

The dragon-scaled roc spreads its wings and soars with the wind and lightning, like a ray of light, shuttles through the clouds, coming and going without a trace, ethereal and without a trace.

On the back of the dragon-scaled roc, Qi Ying and Yang Ye stood behind Zihuai, murmuring in a low voice: "Senior Brother Zihuai, do you think he will learn well?"

Zihuai glanced at Feng Jueyu behind him and said without hesitation: "If he doesn't listen, then he will die. Huh, this person is self-righteous and thinks that he can win over some unpopular small sects.

Your Majesty, how did he know how powerful the Pavilion Master was? Not to mention the crime that the Pavilion Master punished him for, the Third Young Master and Ji Tao Pavilion Master had wanted his life for a long time. Without his mentor to speak kind words for him, he would definitely die.

, just like this, can he still be obedient?"

Yang Ye heard the words and said: "But I heard that this person is very tough, neither humble nor arrogant, unyielding, and very difficult to deal with. What if he still disobeys me..."

"If he continues to be disobedient and his mentor doesn't speak kind words for him, then he will be dead. I have never seen anyone who dares to disobey the master of the pavilion. We'll see."

Zihuai's words seemed to be specifically meant for Feng Jueyu to hear. The voice was not that loud, but Feng Jueyu could still hear it clearly.

Feng Jueyu knew in his heart that this was because he had committed a crime, and Ruchen wanted to take the opportunity to beat him up and make him obedient and obey him.

He hated this method the most. He couldn't convince others with virtue, and he even used coercion. This Ruchen was indeed not the best partner.

After experiencing this incident, Feng Jueyu became even more convinced that Ru Chen was unreliable. Fortunately, he was prepared and had two options, namely Cheng Guang and Pang Tan.

Needless to say, Pang Tan, it is a pity that although he has a deep reputation in Zhitian Pavilion, he is weak in power.

Cheng Guang is a good choice, but I'm afraid that he will be like Ru Chen, who will talk nicely and coax you when he needs you, but when you win him over, he will want to enslave and control you.

Of course, he also has a third option, which is to break free from the rope that binds the gods right now, kill the three Zihuai people, and then escape. From now on, we will be far away from each other, and we will never see each other until death.

But this is the last resort. Not to mention where he can run, even if he enters the realm of disorder and never comes back, what will those people in the Qixia Alliance do? Many of them cannot enter.

In the realm of disorder, you can't just use the Tiandao beads to carry them all away, right? So this method is unrealistic.

Then we can only see how much trouble Pantan can stir up after returning to the pavilion, whether he can help himself, or whether there is a way to escape after understanding the incident.

Counting the time, I am afraid that Pantan has already arrived at Zhitian Pavilion, and now he can only watch and take one step.

The dragon-scaled roc bird passed quickly through the clouds, and the clouds flew backward like the wind, turning into white shuttles and retreating rapidly.

This dragon-scaled roc bird was incredibly fast. It covered one-third of the distance in just a few days. During this process, Zihuai and the others never said another nonsense to Feng Jueyu. It was really like being escorted.

The prisoner's guards were guarding him.

In this way, in less than half a month, the dragon-scaled roc flew into the Red Feather Plain area where Zhitian Pavilion is located, entering the dusty sky.

At this point, they could no longer use the dragon-scaled roc to rush on their way. Zihuai and the other three jumped off the back of the roc, and Yang Ye and Qi Ying carried Feng Jueyu and performed the "Enter the Pointing Sky" in the long sand and dust.

The four of them returned to the Zhitian Pavilion under the mysterious steps that were necessary for the pavilion. Under the sublimation of mysterious and unpredictable charms.

Opening his field of vision, Feng Jueyu saw several familiar mountain groups, but in the distance, he noticed someone wailing.

On the top of the green mountain on the right, several mortals stood on the edge of the cliff, burning incense and praying toward the sky, their voices solemn and sad.

"Teacher, you have a good journey, and my disciples will work hard to practice and avenge you." Several disciples bowed solemnly.

"Brother, Feng Jueyu is to blame for the teacher's death. Before taking revenge on Jianshi Institute, we should chop off his head to sacrifice the teacher's spirit in heaven." A disciple said bitterly, with a loud voice, even if it was Feng Jueyu.

It sounded so clear and shocking.

"Yes, in my opinion, Feng Jueyu is the spy sent to our pavilion by Jianshiyuan. This time the pavilion master sent people to capture him. We must advise the pavilion master to cut him into thousands of pieces, otherwise the teacher will not be able to rest in peace."

"Senior Brother Fu Yu is right, we must not let this Feng Jueyu go."

"Hmph, Qixia Realm Master is basically the eagle dog of Jianshi Academy. If I don't deal with him, it's hard to get rid of the cruelty in my heart."

At this time, a man with a square face and a sharp aura lingering around his body snorted and gritted his teeth and said: "Teacher treats us well, we must not let him die unjustly. I must avenge this revenge, so I will follow Feng Jue

Feather starts."

"But senior brother, he is the Lord of Qixia Realm after all. I heard that this person's cultivation is enough to defeat the Barbarian Emperor. Just by ourselves, are we sure?"

"This refers to Tian Pavilion, not Jiujie Mountain. Even if he has the ability to reach heaven, what can he do? No matter who he is, he must pay the price for the teacher's death."

Those people saw that they were Fanzi, and they walked down the mountain while cursing emotionally.

Listening to the conversation of several Fanzi from a distance, Feng Jueyu was suddenly shocked. When did he become a craftsman? Jianshiyuan? What does it have to do with me?

Just as he was thinking about it, those few mortals saw Zihuai and immediately stopped and bowed to Zihuai from a distance: "I have met senior brother Zihuai."

"So it's Junior Brother Fang Zhe, what are you doing here?" Zihuai seemed to have stopped on purpose. While speaking, he glanced at Feng Jueyu with ill intentions.

The square-faced young man named Fang Zhe looked a little sad and replied truthfully: "We traveled a few months ago and learned of the sad news of our mentor's death when we returned, so we are comforting our ancestors."

"Oh, you are so thoughtful..." Zihuai sighed in a fake tone, and then prepared to leave.

There was definitely someone with sharp eyes among those mortals who had seen Feng Jueyu before. At first glance, his face changed, and he immediately pulled Fang Zhe and said, "Senior Brother Fang, he, he is Feng Jueyu."

"What?" Fang Zhe, who had just threatened to kill Feng Jueyu to avenge his master, exploded when he heard this. He choked and pulled out a sharp sword, pointing the blade at Feng Jueyu.

"Feng Jueyu, you caused my teacher to die tragically at the hands of thieves. Today I will chop off your head to comfort my teacher's spirit in heaven and die for me."

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zhe drew his sword and stabbed fiercely, heading straight for Feng Jueyu and slashing his head.

In the flash of lightning, Feng Jueyu frowned slightly and raised his eyebrows to look at Zi Huai beside him. He did not believe that Zi Huai would watch him being stabbed to death, but Zi Huai must have stopped deliberately to let people like Fang Zhe

Discover yourself so that you can give yourself a boost and complete Ruchen's thoughts that hit me.

Feng Jueyu was not afraid at all. Although he was bound by the God-binding rope and his consciousness was affected to a certain extent, this small, third-rate magic weapon that inherited the God-bearing treasure did not make him unable to fight back.

To put it another way, what would happen if Fang Zhe stabbed himself with a sword?

After taking the Taigui Barrier Breaking Pill, my third-rate physical strength, the God-Inheriting Treasure, was completely unable to break through the defense.

He looked at the indifferent Zi Huai with gloomy eyes, saying to himself that if you step on the horse and dare Fang Zhe to stab me, I swear I will fall out with Ru Chen.

This thought flashed across his mind, causing Feng Jueyu to raise the corner of his mouth and shudder. He ignored Fang Zhe's sword movement and only looked at Zi Huai playfully and laughed.

Indeed, Zi Huai had no good intentions from the beginning. He hated Feng Jueyu for keeping him from coming to power in the Xiu Alliance Hall, so he would not let go of any opportunity to make Feng Jueyu look bad. He deliberately stopped to take advantage of it.

Fang Zhe and others should teach Feng Jueyu a lesson. After all, in normal times, he is no match for Feng Jueyu.

But he found that Feng Jueyu had no thoughts of fear or begging at all, which made Zihuai frown and feel even more resentful in his heart.

"You're right, I won't ignore you, right? Okay, I'll just ignore it, let Fang Zhe stab you, and then I'll save you after you get hurt."

Zihuai thought more sinisterly, but on the surface he didn't really care, but if he did, he might as well just ignore it.

"Junior brother Fang Zhe, no." Zihuai stepped forward to stop him, but deliberately slowed down, allowing Fang Zhe's sword to point directly at Feng Jueyu's heart.

At this time, Zihuai pretended to be unable to dissuade him, so he blocked it with his arm. With a bang, Fang Zhe's sword went astray and stabbed into the center of Feng Jueyu's chest with a pop.

When the sword went down, the robe on Feng Jueyu's chest was completely shattered, but when the sword tip touched Feng Jueyu's chest, an extremely crisp sound of gold and iron erupted.
Chapter completed!