Noble God of War

The moment the fists collided, His Majesty's eyes changed slightly, and he took several steps back.

He flicked his sleeves, stabilized his figure, and then immediately attacked back.

Two people, fighting together again!
There was a fist-to-hand fight, and the roar continued.

Bang bang bang!
If there were other people around at this time, they would not feel that these two people were fighting at all.

These are obviously two ferocious beasts, crazily rushing towards each other with their bodies.

Every punch they swung seemed to hit a thick steel plate.

Chen Zhou became more and more courageous as he fought, and the scarlet blood behind him became more and more intense, as if he was about to come back to life.

His fists became more and more fierce.

The scarlet blood attached to it seemed to burn his fist red.

The layers of air waves were constantly washing away, and as he swung them, they buzzed and spread around.

The fist was getting faster and faster, and there seemed to be a burning smell in the air.

As strong as His Majesty, he couldn't even react at this moment.

With a bang, he was hit in the shoulder by Chen Zhou, and the sound of bone cracking made him an inch shorter, and then he backed up several meters.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong. I really underestimated you!"

At this time, His Majesty's eyes were extremely cold.

His tone was also full of killing intent.

It sounds like he will fight Chen Zhou to the death in the next moment.

"Your honor!"

Before His Majesty could strike again, a person jumped in from the outside, and at the same time, a smoke bomb hit the ground, and in the next second, the manor was filled with thick fog.

Chen Zhou covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and punched violently with the other hand.

After he blows away the smoke, His Majesty has long since disappeared.

My lord, actually escaped? !

Chen Zhou looked at the empty manor with cold eyes.

Originally, he was already prepared to kill His Majesty today.

Even, he has already prepared in his heart that he may be seriously injured and lose more than ten years of life.

Unexpectedly, His Majesty escaped.

Chen Zhou had already guessed that His Majesty would appear when he got the third page of Nine Killing Ming Dao Fist Manual.

Because, he absolutely does not allow the threat to be further enlarged.

"Boss, we didn't stop him, let that guy run away!"

Zhu Hu rushed in with his hands, and he said with a murderous look on his face:

"Damn it, I was almost able to keep him! Unexpectedly, that old man also made follow-up preparations!"

Chen Zhou squinted his eyes, looked ahead, and clenched his fists hard.

"What a pity, if he doesn't escape, I will definitely kill him today!"

Zhu Hu took a deep look at Chen Zhou and murmured, but he didn't say anything in the end.

In fact, he was somewhat glad that His Majesty had escaped.

If His Majesty hadn't escaped, Chen Zhou could indeed have killed him.

However, Zhu Hu knew that Chen Zhou would also pay a huge price.

Being seriously injured is still a small matter, after all, there is still a chance to recover.

Once the price of life is paid, the one that hurts is Yuanyuan.

Zhu Hu understood Chen Zhou's thoughts before, and didn't say anything.

Because he knew that once Chen Zhou made a decision, it could not be changed.

Therefore, the only thing he can do is to bring Heipi and others, lay an ambush, and wait for His Majesty to appear.

After he conveyed this order, even Hei Pi and the others were ready to sacrifice.

But who would have known that Jiao Pei finally appeared and took His Majesty away.

"Since he couldn't stay, forget it, let him linger on for a while."

The anger in Chen Zhou's heart gradually calmed down.

This time in the fight, he has already touched the bottom of the master.

At this moment, noisy footsteps and shouts came from outside.

"Enclose, enclose the whole manor!"

"Today, don't let any one go, kill them all!"

"Hmph, Chen Zhou, today is your death day!"

……

After a while, Fujia Manor was surrounded by groups.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of people filed in.

Chen Zhou looked up towards the gate of the manor.

Over there, Zhang Fengyu rushed in with a few hall masters of Wujian Pavilion and a large group of disciples of Wujian Pavilion with a murderous look.

The people from Wujian Pavilion finally came.

"Chen Zhou!"

After Zhang Fengyu came in, he set his eyes on Chen Zhou.

He looked at Chen Zhou with a sneer on his face, and said sternly:

"You are really arrogant. Not only have you humiliated our Wujian Pavilion time and time again, but you also dare to do black hands to our brothers in Wujian Pavilion?"

At this time, Zhang Fengyu's posture was high and high, and he looked like a high-ranking person.

From his appearance, it seems that he has gotten used to being the Pavilion Master in such a short period of time.

"Today must be your death day! If you don't die, how will the heroic soul of my Wujian Pavilion disciple rest in peace?!"

Originally, Zhang Fengyu was still a little worried.

But seeing that there were more than a dozen people around Chen Zhou, the only worry left in his heart was swept away.

"Brothers of Wujian Pavilion, kill them!"

Zhang Fengyu waved his hand and shouted with full confidence.

At the end of the sentence, the disciples of Wujian Pavilion behind him immediately rushed towards Chen Zhou and others with a long knife.

Chen Zhou just glanced at these people indifferently, and didn't intend to do anything.

Zhu Hu took a step forward, smiled sinisterly, and then shouted loudly:
"Brothers, if you don't have fun, you can have fun now!"

After speaking, Zhu Hu rushed forward like a beast.

"Kill me!"

The sound of shouting and killing suddenly rose, and the killing intent was transpiring.

In the next second, screams followed.

That is, within ten seconds, blood flowed like a river in Fujia Manor, like a purgatory on earth.

These people still can't catch Chen Zhou's eyes, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to these rubbish.

Even if he wanted to kill, it would be to kill a heinous and very powerful person like His Majesty.

At this time, Chen Zhou had almost eased up.

He turned around and headed straight for the study.

In the study, Fojie was as weak as a candle in the wind.

All the viscera and six internal organs were seriously injured, and it was simply a dream to survive.

Chen Zhou slowly sat across from him, looked coldly at Fu Jie who was dying, and asked:
"My lord, who is it?"

"He... sure enough... he's still here!"

Fudge was panting weakly, feeling that he couldn't exert any strength.

Although he didn't have the strength to support his body, he saw Chen Zhou fighting with His Majesty, but he also heard the big movement just now.

Just judging from the news of the two people fighting, the strength of these two people is unimaginably strong.

Fu Jie originally thought that after secretly cultivating for so long, he should have the strength to compete with His Majesty.

Unexpectedly, from beginning to end, he was wishful thinking.

The reason why Your Majesty didn't attack him was that he was worried about the Wujian Pavilion behind him.

Now, even the Wujian Pavilion, which was worried by His Majesty, has been wiped out by Chen Zhou!
He had already heard Zhang Fengyu's voice.

These idiots would take the initiative to come to die, it is extremely ridiculous and extremely sad!
"My lord, now..."

"He has already escaped!" Chen Zhou said with a face full of disdain.

Hearing this, Fu Jie's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a flash of horror and disbelief in his eyes.

A person as outrageously strong as Zunshang would also run away?

Moreover, he was beaten by Chen Zhou and escaped?
Then, how strong is Chen Zhou?
Chen Zhou is too lazy to talk nonsense, he is forcibly suppressing his injury now.

"Tell me, my lord, who is it? I think you should know his identity?"

"Indeed, I know His Majesty's identity!"