Chapter 2368： Consequences of nonsense

Dong Quansheng's scolding not only made Zhou Jun angry.

It was also that the Fuxian Pavilion disciples who had to follow had blown up their hair.

After coming out of the sect.

Along the way.

No matter what people or forces you encounter, which one of them is not trembling and respectful?

Even this Qiantou Mountain came.

All the warriors of the Qiantou Mountain sect are all eagerly waiting for flattering, afraid of offending, afraid of being rude, and even less afraid of flattering!

This kind of enjoyment, where can I meet in the sect!

But now.

But some people who don't know the life and death jumped out!

Being bumped, provoked, and insulted, several Fuxiange disciples were as unhappy as Zhou Jun, and their hearts were blown up.

The long swords they drew flashed with innocent energy on them.

The cultivation bases of several people only have the fourth level of Qi training, but the breath on their bodies is very catching.

Together, even if it is a martial arts master who has not entered the innate realm, I am afraid that it will be one or two!

Even hard to beat!

"Senior Brother Zhou, let's break this old thing off his legs and let him kneel down first! I really don't know how to live or die!"

A disciple looked back at Zhou Jun and said coldly.

Then.

The swords in the hands of several people were cut at Dong Quansheng's legs.

Regardless of what Dong Quansheng's actual strength is, they all shot together to vent their anger.

"A few things that don't know the heights of the sky, let alone you, even if it is Fuxian Pavilion, the old man can destroy it with one hand!"

Dong Quansheng shouted harshly with his old face full of anger.

At the same time, his palm was filled with majestic true energy, and he slammed forward.

Deduct all the swords of those people.

Click~

With a few crisp sounds, the long swords of the few Fuxian Pavilion disciples all broke, turning into an inch of scrap iron and falling.

And several people were directly shaken up, vomiting blood to the ground.

This scene stunned many people present.

Zhou Jun also got up in fright.

"Xiantian Wuzong? Or Wuzun? So daring! No wonder it's so arrogant!"

Zhou Jun's expression became serious, and he said coldly, "Even though it is Wu Zun, do you really dare to go against my Fuxian Pavilion?"

Fuxian Pavilion, but there are fake alchemy monks sitting here!

Not to mention the fake alchemy cultivator, even if a cultivator of the foundation-building stage comes out, he can crush the powerful Wuzun!

And now someone wants to provoke the entire Fuxian Pavilion!

"Fuxiange is a fart! I don't know whether to live or die, the old man tells you to pretend!"

Dong Quansheng's anger was buried in his heart. He didn't know where he was, and he injured a few people, and his anger was not half gone.

Seeing Zhou Jun still so arrogant, Dong Quansheng's heart was even more violent.

He stepped forward, grabbed the opponent's clothes with one hand, and picked it up.

After seeing Dong Quansheng coming, Zhou Jun was already ready to do it.

To Zhou Jun, Dong Quansheng is at best Wu Zun!

Although he only had the cultivation base of Qi refining seventh level, his strength was not much different from that of the martial arts master of the innate realm.

In the face of a Wu Zun, he can also handle it.

The least life-saving can be done consciously!

But the result.

He hadn't reacted yet, a flower in front of him, Dong Quansheng was already there.

Moreover, he wanted to hide, but found that he couldn't hide.

Dong Quansheng had already picked him up with one hand.

"Are you... a foundation builder?",

Zhou Jun was picked up like a grasshopper, staring at Dong Quansheng in amazement.

He never thought that the old man in front of him was a cultivator, and he was a monk in the foundation building period!

This is hitting an iron plate!

Feng Yang originally knew that he was the chairman of Mount Shengtai, the leader of the underground forces in the world, and at the same time, the force that Qiantoushan attached to or formed an alliance.

How powerful can this worldly power be?

Even if you go to the sky, you are only in the realm of Wu Zun!

And since this time.

Because something happened in the dunya of Beizhou and Dongzhou about the monks interfering with the operation of dunyal forces and the company, the Cultivation Alliance got involved.

Finally, the monks above the foundation period of the major forces are forbidden to enter the disputes between the secular forces!

Even casual cultivators won’t work!

therefore.

Now the major forces, the most are the martial arts masters!

Of course, there are also some who are not afraid of death, braving the limelight and privately hired the foundation-building monks to sit behind the scenes!

It's just that these things are more secretive!

The Shengtai Mountain in front of him seems to have the foundation-building monks sitting here!

"Little thing, why isn't it arrogant?"

Dong Quansheng carried Zhou Jun, grinned, and shouted in a cold voice.

at this time.

Everyone in Qiantou Mountain was stunned again, with a look of shock!

This sect and Fuxian Pavilion have been in contact more than once, and they have all heard of the power of this fairy mountain sect!

And Fuxian Gongzi Zhou Jun is now the genius of the younger generation of Fuxian Pavilion, and his power is self-evident!

But now.

He was picked up by someone, like a little chicken, without the strength to fight back.

Then this old man is also a monk from the Xianshan Sect?

Elder Mu and the others took a deep breath, and then they swallowed continuously, their faces full of horror and fear.

"Trouble..."

Sister Qiantoushan Hu Ying let out a sigh of relief, then whispered weakly.

Xu Hong at the side opened his mouth wide and stared at Dong Quansheng in amazement.

"This……"

She opened her mouth and found that she couldn't speak.

At the same time, both legs were shaking, and my heart was very scared.

She reprimanded Dong Quansheng face to face just now. This is an offense!

"Senior, the kid is convicted!"

After being horrified and nervous, Zhou Jun slowly forcibly calmed down, took a deep breath, and said: "Crashing senior, it's me waiting for the troops! Zhou Jun apologizes, and Zhou Jun will compensate! But you also think about me. Come from Fuxian Pavilion! Our sect has fake alchemy seniors sitting here! At the same time... our Fuxian Pavilion is behind Youhong Island, whose strength is only a small level worse than that of Jiuxian Mountain! If we forge life and death enemies, no Is it necessary? Senior, what do you think? And to associate with us Fuxian Pavilion, there are only benefits and no harm!"

Some words.

It can be said that Zhou Jun apologized, and sincerely wanted to put down his body, but the last words were somewhat of a warning.

Dong Quansheng didn't take this set instead.

He was startled slightly, followed with a grin, and said, "Boy, what you said is really an apology and confession? You warned the old man, but you were completely wrong! You can't afford the consequences of nonsense!"

Talk about it.

Dong Quansheng shook his hand, treating Zhou Jun as a sandbag and smashing it onto a big tree by the garden.

Bang~

There was a muffled sound.

The tree tore at the sound, a crack appeared, and it almost fell over.

It can be seen that Dong Quansheng controlled the strength.

But because of this, Zhou Jun was still smashed, blood vomiting wildly in his mouth.

"Senior...you really want to kill them all?"

It took a long time for Zhou Jun to slow down, didn't he, his face was pale and looked up at Dong Quansheng and said, "Really want to fight me Fuxian Pavilion to the end?"

"Hahahaha..."

Dong Quansheng laughed out loud, and then hit the ground with a punch.

At the same time, his body was like a rainbow, the pressure was overwhelming, and there was a gust of wind around him.

Boom~

With a loud bang, a deep hole nearly one meter was hit directly on the granite floor, which was shocking.

Zhou Jun and others were all panicked.

Especially Zhou Jun and several Fuxiange disciples, their eyes almost stared out.

"Little thing, what are you Fuxian Pavilion? Do you know where this seat comes from?"

Dong Quansheng turned around to look at Zhou Jun, sneered disdainfully.