The figure of the young man in gray robe jumped and climbed the mountain.
Stay at the top of the mountain for a while, then turn back and go down the mountain.
"Come with me."
Feng Zhui heard the sound and stepped out with anxiety.
Soon, he followed the gray-robed young man to the top of the mountain.
Only then did he see clearly.
Here, three figures are sitting.
Each one looks like a young man.
This resulted in him not being able to tell which one was the He Zhizhou he was looking for.
At this time, all three of them closed their eyes, as if they were immersed in their own world.
Feng Zhui felt uneasy and turned to look at the young man in gray robe who had led him here.
However, the young man in gray robe had an indifferent expression and had no intention of paying attention to Feng Zhui.
"May I ask which one? What state is he from?"
Feng Zhui hesitated for a long time, and because no one paid attention to him, he couldn't help but ask.
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man in the white robe suddenly opened his eyes, bursting with a sharp aura, and glanced at Feng Zhui.
Feng Zhui's heart skipped a beat, as if his heart was stabbed by that sharp energy. He felt a chill down his spine and took a step back unconsciously.
"So strong!"
Such an idea emerged in Feng Zhui's mind.
The white-robed young man in front of him also only had the cultivation level of the upper-level Saint King.
But he could clearly feel that the opponent was more than one level stronger than him.
One look was enough to make him tremble.
If the other party takes action, maybe one move can kill him.
"Is this the strong man from the Wheel of the Underworld?"
Feng Zhui was secretly shocked when he saw a strong man outside Futian Mansion for the first time.
Futian Mansion and Zhuanlun Ming Palace are both one of the eighteen major forces in the underworld.
Moreover, they all belong to the forces within the Zhuanlun territory.
But in fact, the gap between Futian Mansion and Zhuanlun Nether Palace is more than just a star or a half?
There are nine palaces in the Wheel Realm, seven of which are exclusively occupied by the Wheel Wheel Palace.
Futian Palace and Jingtian Palace each occupy one of them.
In terms of area, Zhuanluan Ming Palace is seven times larger than Futian Palace.
This means that the population controlled by Zhuanluan Ming Palace is seven times that of Futian Palace.
With seven times the population, more martial arts masters will naturally be born.
The probability of a martial arts genius appearing among them is also seven times that of Futian Palace.
"Why don't you kneel down when you see me?"
When Feng Zhui was timid and lost his mind, a cold voice came out of the mouth of the young man in white robe.
Under the pressure from the young man in white robe, Feng Zhui fell to his knees on the ground without even thinking. In fact, before the young man in white robe spoke, his legs were already a little weak.
Now he was kneeling on the ground, but he still did not dare to raise his head and look directly into the eyes of the young man in white robe.
However, he still confirmed with a trembling voice, "Your Excellency, is this He Zhizhou?"
"Can you call me by my name?"
The young man in white robe said coldly, and a terrifying aura bloomed from his body, suppressing Feng Zhui.
This made Feng Zhui, who was already kneeling on the ground, lie down.
For a moment, he didn't even dare to take a breath.
However, what the young man in white robe just said seemed to indicate his identity.
He is the person Feng Zhui is looking for, He Zhizhou, the martial arts prodigy of the Palace of the Underworld!
When He Zhizhou saw Feng Zhui lying on the ground like a dog, a proud smile appeared on his face, and he asked lightly, "Is it Xu Kun who asked you to come?"
"yes!"
Feng Zhui replied in a low voice, not daring to say another word.
After saying that, he took out the token and memory stone given by Xu Kun.
Seeing this, He Zhizhou slowly stretched his palm forward.
The tokens and memory stones all flew into his hand.
When he read the memory in the memory stone, his expression suddenly became unhappy, "What does this Xu Kun think of me? You actually asked me to kill a middle-rank holy king?"
Now in the ancient battlefield, He Zhizhou is invincible.
There were only two people who could attract his attention.
These two people and him were known as the three people who should not be messed with in the ancient battlefield.
He didn't look down on the rest, no matter what level of warrior they were.
After all, there is no Saint King Realm powerhouse in the ancient battlefield.
Xu Kun asked He Zhizhou to kill a middle-ranking holy king who had just entered the ancient battlefield. This was a humiliation for He Zhizhou.
"This Ling Tian's strength is very extraordinary. Although he is only a middle-ranking holy king, he has the ability to kill upper-ranking holy kings. My brother died in his hands."
Feng Zhui undoubtedly wanted Ling Tian to die in his heart. Seeing that He Zhizhou had the intention to despise Ling Tian, he quickly reminded him, hoping that He Zhizhou would attract attention.
However, how could He Zhizhou care about his words?
"Can you kill the Holy King? Haha..."
He Zhizhou sneered contemptuously and said, "The upper saint king is different from the upper saint king. A higher saint king like you can be crushed to death by me with one finger."
"Forehead……"
Feng Zhui's face darkened and he was speechless.
"That's all. I owe Xu Kun a favor when he saved my life. Since he wants to use this favor so easily, let him be."
He Zhizhou sighed softly, as if he had agreed to kill Ling Tian.
However, he still sat cross-legged on the ground with no intention of getting up.
"He Bi!"
Feng Zhui was still waiting for He Zhizhou to speak, but he heard He Zhizhou turn his head and call out to someone next to him.
Then, the young man in purple robe who was practicing with his eyes closed opened his eyes and slowly stood up from the ground.
"Kill this Ling Tian!"
He Zhizhou casually threw the token into the hands of the purple-robed young man named He Bi and said.
"this……"
Feng Zhui looked at He Bi in astonishment, his brows slightly furrowed.
Although he is weak in strength, his eyesight is not bad.
He has felt He Zhizhou's power firsthand.
But He Bi's strength is obviously not as good as He Zhizhou.
He had some doubts, could He Bi kill Ling Tian?
"This person should be hiding to practice, right?"
He Bi held the token in his hand and quickly locked onto Ling Tian's position.
Finding that there was no sign of movement from this position, he arrogantly made his own judgment, thinking that Ling Tian was now hiding to practice.
After that, he threw the token directly to the ground, and left the mountain top with a trembling figure.
"Sir, can I leave?"
When Feng Zhui saw He Bi leaving, he also had the intention of leaving.
No matter whether He Bi could kill Ling Tian or not, he had already brought the words to him, and he had completed the task assigned by Xu Kun.
"Go? Where?"
He Zhizhou raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Feng Zhui with a sneer.
"ah?"
Feng Zhui didn't quite understand what He Zhizhou meant.
When he looked up, he saw He Zhizhou's eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"Since you have sent me to my door, don't leave. Five times the cultivation effect, don't give it in vain."
He Zhizhou smiled jokingly and raised his arm slightly.
"don't want……"
Only then did Feng Zhui understand what He Zhizhou meant. He didn't have time to think too much. He jumped up and moved wildly, trying to escape from here.
However, his idea was a bit naive.
Just like He Zhizhou said before.
A person like Feng Zhui could be crushed to death with one finger.
call out!
I saw a white light blooming from He Zhizhou's fingertips, cutting through the void, instantly catching up with Feng Zhui's fleeing figure, and piercing his head cleanly.
Till the day he died, Feng Zhui couldn't believe it.
If you deliver the letter yourself, you will actually lose your life...
