Chapter 21

(eighth more)

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The gate of the mysterious city lord's mansion was opened, but not everyone was eligible to enter, only a few people, and those who had received the demon-slaying order.

There are eleven people in Shanhe Palace, nine people from Yanmen and Sword League...

Six people came from Feixue Pavilion, five of them were members of Feixue Pavilion, and one was Zhao Fengyun, a foreign aid warrior.

The personnel of the thirteen forces themselves and the foreign aid invited add up to more than a hundred people, all of whom are only sub-god level, that is, the ultimate strength of demigods. For example, the ghost king of the purgatory ghost clan has more numbers and strength. Also stronger.

There are dozens of other relatively weak forces, at least one demigod level, at most three demigod level, more than a hundred.

In total, nearly three hundred demigod-level masters gathered here.

Here, in an empty hall in the City Lord's Mansion, it is very spacious, and various forces are standing in different directions and waiting.

With a movement of Chu Shanhe's footsteps, many eyes were drawn to Feixue Pavilion, and he stood in front of Lin Weiyin with a smile on his face.

"Weiyin, why don't you come to my Shanhe Palace, which still lacks a vice-master." Chu Shanhe had a confident smile full of sweetness in the corner of his mouth, his voice was gentle and clear, with a hint of magnetism, as if he could straighten Heartfelt.

The women in some powers couldn't help showing admiration and a little bit of admiration.

There is no doubt that Chu Shanhe is excellent.

Men like beautiful and outstanding women, and women also like outstanding and extraordinary men.

This is a deep instinct of life.

Belong to nature!

Beautiful things will always make people appreciate, yearn for and even take them for themselves.

Therefore, Lin Weiyin was very jealous.

Lin Weiyin is the owner of the Feixue Pavilion, but Chu Shanhe said so, the meaning is obvious, the recruiting of the deputy hall master is false, and the truth is that Lin Weiyin should be brought into the room.

"I am the owner of the Feixue Pavilion." Lin Weiyin's every word was filled with coldness, as if freezing the surroundings,

People can't help but feel chills, and there is an unquestionable determination in the words.

reject!

A cold light flashed in Chu Shanhe's eyes.

It is very uncomfortable to reject myself like this, and it is still under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Whoever makes me unhappy, I will not make him feel better, no matter who it is.

Immediately, the cold light spread in his eyes, and Chu Shanhe smiled again, but his eyes passed Lin Weiyin's face, and fell on the cynical young man beside him.

The young man was holding a piece of grass in his mouth, and his hair was casually tied behind his head with a piece of grass. Because he hadn't combed it, it looked a little messy. He had a half-smile expression on his face, and he was dressed in a dark blue warrior uniform. The slender legs under the body stood in a lazy way.

"Zhao Fengyun, I think you should be a sensible person." There was a smile on the corner of Chu Shanhe's mouth, but his eyes were icy cold. The voice sounded very plain, but Zhao Fengyun's face flashed a solemn look. The lazy look disappeared, his whole body was slightly tensed, and the muscles of his legs under the samurai uniform swelled slightly, full of astonishing strength.

"Chu Shanhe, what are you going to do?" Lin Weiyin had a vague premonition.

His eyes flickered several times, and immediately, Zhao Fengyun looked at Lin Weiyin: "Pavilion Master Lin, I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Fengyun walked to the side, kept a certain distance from the Feixue Pavilion team, and walked to the side of Chu Shanhe to stand, and bowed to Chu Shanhe with fists cupped: "I also ask the Lord Chu to give me some advice."

"Zhao Fengyun, what do you mean?" Lin Zhenglong was furious, his black hair was blowing like a strong wind, and a slight chill spread from his body.

Several other people in Feixue Pavilion were also furious. Is this going to go back on their promises?

Not only is it back-and-forth, but even plans to join the Shanhedian camp.

Lin Weiyin's complexion became more and more ugly, her eyes became more and more cold, and she wanted to freeze Chu Shanhe and Zhao Fengyun.

But Chu Shanhe was not afraid of Lin Weiyin's eyes, but after Zhao Fengyun's expression changed, he showed a nonchalant smile: "Water flows downhill, but people are not water, they only go uphill."

The implication is that the Mountain and River Palace is a high place, and the Feixue Pavilion is a low place, so there is nothing wrong with people going to a high place.

The problem is, Zhao Fengyun had already agreed to Feixue Pavilion before, and he changed his mind only now. This was a huge blow to Feixue Pavilion, and greatly affected Feixue Pavilion's morale and fighting spirit.

This is a conflict between Shanhe Palace and Feixue Pavilion, or even between Chu Shanhe and Lin Weiyin. Other forces cannot and will not intervene, and they will all be reduced to onlookers.

"Zhao Fengyun, don't regret it." Lin Xiong said angrily.

In the eyes of Zhao Fengyun and others, this was just a bluff threat.

Among the twenty-two scattered people who have obtained the Demon Slaughter Order, less than half are masters on the sub-god list, and most of them are those who have not been included in the sub-god list. They are all recognized, and their strength is very strong, second only to the masters on the second god list.

Therefore, among the twenty-two scattered people, Zhao Fengyun is undoubtedly one of the more important ones.

Facing Lin Xiong's angry reprimand, Zhao Fengyun just smiled and did not respond, that gesture clearly expressed his disdain.

Too lazy to respond!

This is a contempt.

Lin Weiyin's breathing was violent, her chest rose and fell, and she only felt a ball of anger burning in her chest, burning so fiercely that she was about to explode.

The astonishing aura also diffused, extremely cold and violent, and there was a faint rumbling momentum, as if the snow mountain was about to collapse, which made many people secretly startled.

"Lin Weiyin is stronger again." Lan Yuanmeng's pupils shrank like needles.

"Oh." Chu Shanhe was slightly surprised, and then smiled, as expected of the woman he liked, and even more powerful.

One breath!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

In the entire empty hall, the temperature dropped sharply, and the astonishing aura was stirring, as if it was about to explode completely, giving people the impression that Lin Weiyin had turned into a snow mountain.

The fourth breath, that amazing momentum is restrained.

The fifth breath, disappeared without a trace, like a hallucination.

Lin Weiyin's anger seemed to have disappeared, and her whole body returned to calm, but her eyes became more and more cold, so cold that there was no warmth at all, making Zhao Fengyun's scalp numb.

Chu Shanhe frowned slightly, as if his method was wrong, no, he was not wrong, it's just that Lin Weiyin was too stubborn and fierce, but taming it like this would also give him a sense of accomplishment.

"Weiyin, you are a woman, why do you have to endure so hard." Chu Shanhe said in a soft tone, as if to warm Lin Weiyin.

"Get lost!" Staring at Chu Shanhe with her icy eyes, Lin Weiyin slightly parted her red lips, but uttered a word like thunder.

roll!

The astonishing momentum echoed endlessly in the hall, sweeping across astonished and shocked faces.

Who is Chu Shanhe?

The young master of the most powerful Chu family in the airspace of Jiecheng, the second town, is talented and powerful. He is the next generation head of the Chu family who has devoted all his efforts to nurturing him. He is the master of the Mountain and River Palace in Jiecheng, the second town.

Regardless of status, status, talent or strength, Chu Shanhe has surpassed many people.

Among his peers, in the airspace of Jiecheng, the second town, who would dare to speak to Chu Shanhe like that.

Chu Shanhe was also stunned.

"Chu Shanhe, you dark and dirty bedbug, don't hang around in front of me anymore, or I'm afraid I can't help but draw my sword and chop you off." Lin Weiyin spoke again, her voice becoming colder and more tingly. Murderous.

Click!

Chu Shanhe clenched his fists tightly, making an ear-piercing sound as if he was crushing something. The veins on the back of his hands protruded one by one, and there were veins protruding on his forehead. His eyes shone fiercely, his teeth were clenched tightly, and his teeth Almost crushed, his face was dark like a ghost, choosing to devour people.

An incomparably terrifying aura erupted from Chu Shanhe's body in an instant, sweeping all directions, and a phantom of mountains and rivers descended, as if suppressing the earth, making everyone's body heavy and oppressive.

bed bugs!

The mind is dark and dirty!

When did someone dare to judge himself like that.

A group of people from Shanhe Palace appeared around Chu Shanhe, bursting out with astonishing aura, turning into violent waves one after another, rushing towards Feixue Pavilion.

Today's Shanhe Palace has twelve people, while Feixue Pavilion has only five people, not only the difference is obvious in number, but also the difference in strength is obvious.

Including Lin Weiyin, the five people in Feixue Pavilion were shocked by the tyrannical momentum, their expressions changed one after another, and they couldn't help taking a few steps back, feeling very uncomfortable.

There is a feeling of being crushed.

Especially Lin Weiyin, who suffered the most intense oppression.

Her words were like tearing apart Chu Shanhe's face.

Lin Weiyin began to feel difficult to breathe, and sweat couldn't help seeping from her forehead, sliding down her fair and jade-like cheeks.

The momentum became stronger and more amazing, which made Lin Weiyin more and more difficult to bear. She just felt as if she was falling into the raging waves, falling into the mountains, and being constantly collided.

It's almost unbearable.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, an astonishing and incomparably sharp edge erupted in an instant, arriving as if tearing apart the sky and the earth.

In just a split second, that extremely frightening sharpness, with an astonishing aura that tore apart everyone in the Shanhe Hall, appeared in front of Lin Weiyin, and at the same time, a figure condensed.

The tyrannical, vast, and extreme sharpness is constantly spreading out from that figure, turning into an illusory sword shadow, as if it is rushing straight into the sky, any approaching momentum is torn apart at the moment of contact, into two.

But this figure firmly guarded Lin Weiyin behind him.

That figure that doesn't seem very strong seems to have become infinitely tall at this moment, like a giant sword holding the sky, with peerless sharpness.

Lin Weiyin only felt that the astonishing aura that was about to defeat her was reduced a lot in an instant, and she couldn't help but look up, and saw a familiar figure from the back, and she recognized this figure in just an instant.

Chen Zong!

Chen Zong also came here. It turned out that Chen Zong had obtained the Demon Slaying Order.

Because there is no Demon Slaughter Order, it is impossible to enter here.

Since it appeared here, it meant that Chen Zong held a demon-slaying order.

Lan Yuanmeng was also slightly taken aback, a trace of astonishment appeared on her delicate face, she thought she was dazzled.

Isn't that person the one who was recommended by Lin Weiyin to Jiuchong Tianque?

In my opinion, that is a person who has no responsibility at all.