The King of Chu smiled and said: "So, if Senior Brother appears here, he must be under your orders?"

Jiang Zhou smiled: "The world is so lively, and Fangcun Mountain is a place outside the world. It is very clean. My brothers and sisters may not be able to endure loneliness. They have to come out and take a look at the scenery of the world."

"Fangcun Mountain?"

King Chu chewed, glanced at the image in the courtyard, and glanced at the figure in white clothes like snow.

I couldn't help but sigh again: "Although he is a madman, he is not an ordinary person."

"I've heard that your master came out of Fangcun Mountain a long time ago, but it's a pity that I never saw it. I don't know where the fairyland is, but it has such outstanding people."

"First there are direct immortals, and then there are great saintly monks. You, Jiang Zhou, are also rare in the world. Your senior brother should not be inferior to you..."

"Fangcun Mountain Men" has long been spread throughout the world.

However, those who could get into the eyes of the King of Chu were only the few he mentioned.

The Demon Sword, the Musical Demon, the Bandit Commander, and the like, although they are quite famous, they are still not in his eyes.

"You have such support, and with the number of outstanding people in Fangcun Mountain, you are indeed qualified to stir up the world."

King Chu smiled and said: "Jiang Zhou, do you still remember what I said?"

"Since you're here, how about making a bet with me?"

Jiang Zhou didn't know what medicine was in King Chu's gourd, but he might as well say: "What I want is a Jiangdu city, but with my wealth, if you lose, the bet will be more than this."

"This is easy to say..."

Just as King Chu spoke, Princess Chu suddenly said: "Jiang Zhou, if you win, I can still make the decision and give you his most precious thing, how about that?"

"..."

King Chu's face twitched slightly.

If someone dares to make a promise on his behalf and also promises his "most precious thing", they will immediately want his head.

But this person was Princess Chu, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear her.

Jiang Zhou was also startled.

My mind was spinning, but I didn’t know what Princess Chu had in mind...

At that moment, another voice came from the patio.

"Although the Sword Holding Association is a gathering of heroes from all over the world, not everyone can come here."

"Your Excellency, it is extremely rude to break into my Thousand Buddhas Summit without permission. With such words, where do you put the heroes here?"

Everyone in the palace focused on the patio.

At this time, Venerable Mie Ming already looked unhappy.

There are also people in the hall who have dealt with the Venerable Mieming, and know that although he is an eminent Buddhist monk, his nature is as fierce as fire.

On weekdays, he seems to have a high level of self-cultivation and speaks politely, but he doesn't take a grain of sand out of his eyes.

This man in white has already angered Venerable Mieming. If he doesn't give an explanation, it will be difficult to get better.

"Master Mie Ming, what are you talking about to this arrogant young man?"

"Hey, you want to hold a sword? Then we have to see if you have the ability first!"

The person speaking at this time was another man in white.

Although this man is also dressed in white, he is tall and tall, with no hair on his head. He is bald and somewhat dazzling in the sunlight.

"I am not as well-educated as Master Mieming. If you dare to come up and cause trouble, you are either out of your mind or crazy, or you have some skills at your disposal."

"I won't give you a hard time. As long as you can take my punch, you will have a place in the Thousand Buddha Summit today. But if you can't take it..."

This man touched his bald head with one hand and sneered: "Hey, then don't blame Mr. Fang for being cruel and ruthless!"

This man was as straightforward as he spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the hall saw him take a step forward and punch straight out from his waist.

This stance couldn't be more ordinary, it's just like the ordinary martial artist's farming style.

But with this punch, many people in the Chu King's Palace couldn't help but close their eyes, and even covered their eyes with their hands.

Probably because a bright light as bright as the sun erupted from the well, which made people's eyes hurt and made it difficult to open them.

The light erupted from the fist of the man in white. Even though they were thousands of miles away, everyone in the royal palace seemed to be able to feel the terror of this punch.

It was as if I could see the blazing sun in the sky, baking the ground thousands of miles away, and burning every inch of it.

"Great Light Divine Fist!"

Everyone in the hall was like this, and those on top of the Thousand Buddhas had bright eyes and panic in their hearts.

There are people with advanced cultivation who are not afraid of this bright fist intention and can break it with one blow.

A sudden light appeared, the sky and the earth shone brightly, and everyone was panicked.

But it just disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Because the sound of a sword is clear.

The sound of the sword sounded like the sound of a fairy to everyone's ears.

As soon as the sword rang, a ray of light rose into the sky like a horse.

It is actually more dazzling and eye-catching than the bright light like the bright sun.

At this moment, it was also eclipsed and dim.

This is sword light!

Such a bright sword light makes people lose their minds.

When he came back to his senses, the light of the sword was gone and the light was no longer there.

Look at the two people, both dressed in white, still standing where they are, as if they have never moved.

But the bald man turned pale and his expression was full of disbelief.

His left hand was tightly covering his right fist, and drops of blood continued to overflow from the gaps between his palms and drip onto the ground.

On top of the Thousand Buddhas, everyone was silent.

He was also like the bald man, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Because they knew very well who this bald man was.

That was one of the five sects in the Three Mountains, the leader of the Guangming Sect, Fang Wanli.

That seemingly ordinary posture is actually the Guangming Sect's secret technique, the Great Guangming Divine Fist.

Anyone who has heard of Fang Wanli knows that this person is known as Fang Yifeng.

Because when he faced an enemy, no matter whether the opponent was one person or ten people, hundreds or thousands of people, whether he had deep cultivation or mediocre skills, as long as he took action, it would always be just one punch.

He only has this one punch.

In his opinion, the Great Light Divine Fist is the most brilliant boxing technique in the world.

He only needs to learn this one punch, and he only needs to use this one punch.

If he fails even with this punch, what does it matter no matter how much he learns?

It's better to use all your thoughts and only use it on this punch.

Therefore, his Great Light Divine Fist is the most accomplished and the most superb among the predecessors of the Guangming Sect.

He Chongtian, the number one martial artist in Lianyang Prefecture, the leader of the seventy-two counties in Liangjiang, and known as the master of fists and palms, once admitted that he was not as good as Fang Wanli in terms of boxing skills.

Now, he has lost?

Defeated by an unknown person who seemed to appear out of nowhere?

And he was defeated so quickly, so... easily.

How can it be?

There are countless masters in the world, and Fang Wanli is considered a master in Yangzhou, but he is not without opponents.

But after all, masters are not cabbages. You can't just pop someone out of nowhere, right?

"How's it going? Is my Brother Ye's sword enough to stand here?"

Just when everyone was stunned into silence, a voice said triumphantly.

When everyone came back to their senses, they saw that it was one of the two people who came with the man in white.
Chapter completed!