After thinking for a few seconds, Chen Feng said in a voice transmission to Zhou Jiyuan: "You suggest you go and see the Emperor Taoist."

Although Zhou Jiyuan didn't know what Chen Feng was going to do, he still spoke: "Brother Zhong, what is your master's current situation?"

"Why let me see your master, maybe I can help you."

Zhong Shihong naturally didn't know what Chen Feng meant. He now urgently hoped that his master could recover, and Zhou Jiyuan was the Supreme Elder of the Fire Soul Palace, and perhaps he would have some strange means.

So, he immediately said, "Then I'll trouble Brother Zhou."

From beginning to end, Zhong Shihong did not pay attention to Chen Feng. In the transmission of his son, he had already learned that Chen Feng was Zhou Jiyuan's junior.

Therefore, there is no need to pay too much attention to Zhou Jiyuan's junior.

Zhong Shihong took Zhou Jiyuan out of the hall, while Chen Feng and Zhong Liang followed behind them.

Zhong Liang whispered, "Brother Chen, when tomorrow, I will take you to have a good stroll in Wankong City."

Although he was not in the mood to do other things, he was still very clear about the basic hospitality methods.

Chen Feng just smiled and nodded.

But just before they stepped out of the hall.

An old man with a rosy complexion appeared in front of Zhong Shihong and others with a fierce look.

There were many cold-faced people following behind the old man.

This old man who came with a bad person was Zhao Cang, the eldest disciple of the Taoist Huangji, and also Zhong Shihong's senior brother. Behind him are the elders and disciples of the Huangji Pavilion.

At this moment, Zhao Cang's aura at the ninth level of the Soul-Sculpting Realm was turbulent. The two disciples guarding the gate who had just been deprived of their cultivation by Zhong Liang have now appeared here.

The two of them were helped out.

Now that Zhao Cang has learned the whole story from the two of them, he immediately fixed his eyes on Zhou Jiyuan and said, "I think this fellow Taoist is the Supreme Elder of the Fire Soul Palace, right?"

"These two blind things offended you. This is their fault. I ask them to apologize to you."

As his words fell.

The two disciples whose cultivation level had been deposed hurriedly kowtowed to Zhou Jiyuan to admit their mistakes.

This scene made Zhou Jiyuan feel that it was not very good.

Sure enough, after these two kowtowed, Zhao Cang fixed his eyes on Zhong Liang, and he said, "Zhong Liang, they are both disciples of Huangji Pavilion, and as the son of the Pavilion Master, you should take good care of your fellow disciples, but you just started to destroy their cultivation. Do you still have rules in your eyes?"

"Even if the two of them are indeed wrong, you shouldn't do it directly. There is a law enforcement hall in Huangji Pavilion."

"All punishments to the elders and disciples of the disciples must go through the Law Enforcement Hall. Even if you are the son of the Pavilion Master, you have no right to directly abolish their cultivation."

"As the saying goes, the emperor violated the law and the common people, I suggest handing over Zhong Liang to the Law Enforcement Hall for handling."

Soon, an old man in blue robe walked out from behind Zhao Cang. He was the second elder who controlled the law enforcement hall, and his cultivation was at the eighth level of the Soul-Sculpture Realm.

Originally, the second elder of Huangji Pavilion supported Zhong Shihong.

Now that Zhong Liang saw that the second elder was also standing with the eldest elder, his face became extremely ugly.

Zhong Shihong, who was standing beside him, clenched his fists tightly and said, "Senior Brother Zhao, don't you think you've done too much?"

After Zhao Cang sneered, he said, "Zhong Shihong, you have not disciplined your son well. Although you are the head of Huangji Pavilion, you can't escape the relationship."

"I don't think you are suitable to sit down in the seat of the Pavilion Master."

He ignored Zhong Shihong's ugly face and said to Zhou Jiyuan: "Fellow Daoist, this is a matter in our Huangji Pavilion. I think you shouldn't interfere, right?"

Zhou Jiyuan was extremely dissatisfied with Zhao Cang's attitude, and he said, "What if I want to intervene?"

It was just as his words fell.

A man with a burn-covered face suddenly appeared beside Zhao Cang, and a momentum of the second level of the Divine Yuan Realm erupted from him.

This person's name is Wang Qian, and he is the backer Zhao Cang found.

Originally, Zhao Cang had been waiting for the opportunity to take action, but now he learned that the Supreme Elder of the Fire Soul Palace was brought back by Zhong Liang.

He felt that he could not wait any longer, and Zhong Liang happened to have to deal with two disciples, so he also had an excuse to attack Zhong Liang and Zhong Shihong.

In his opinion, the Fire Soul Palace is indeed powerful, but this is not the territory of the Fire Soul Palace.

After Wang Qian appeared, he came to Zhou Jiyuan instantly. He said in a cold voice: "Old guy, you'd better not take action, otherwise I have a hundred ways to make you worse than death. Although you and I are both in the second level of the Divine Yuan Realm, you are definitely not my opponent."

After Zhong Shihong and Zhong Liang felt the momentum on Wang Qian, the only glimmer of hope in their hearts was also shattered.

Zhao Cang smiled at Zhou Jiyuan, "If you want to threaten me, then I advise you not to speak."

"The other two top forces in Wankong City will definitely not allow other top forces to interfere in Wankong City. Even if you can let other top elders of the Fire Soul Hall come, you will have to deal with the other two top forces in the city first."

"Do you think this is worth it?"

Zhong Shihong knew that although he and Zhou Jiyuan had some friendship, it was not worthy of the other party's desperate efforts to help each other. He said, "Brother Zhou, it seems that I can't entertain you today. You can leave Huangji Pavilion first!"

Facing Wang Qian in front of him and Zhao Cang who had repeatedly provoked him, the anger in his eyes became more and more intense. He knew that Shen Feng must be extremely unhappy now. He had personally experienced Shen Feng's combat power. Moreover, Shen Feng's cultivation level had been upgraded to the sixth level of the Soul-Sculpting Realm before, and the combat power would probably surge a lot again.

"Do you want to play with fire and burn yourself?" Zhou Jiyuan said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Cang said calmly: "I don't want to have conflicts with your Fire Soul Palace. Wouldn't it be great if you take your juniors out of here?"

"Do you have to stand out for Zhong Shihong?"

However.

When the pronunciation of his last character just fell.

A hurricane blew through the air, as if a figure flashed quickly.

After everyone came to their senses, they saw that Shen Feng, who was originally standing behind Zhou Jiyuan, appeared in front of Zhao Cang at some time.

Shen Feng's index and middle fingers were closed together, and his right arm was raised, and his fingers were aimed at Zhao Cang's throat.

It can be said that the distance between Shen Feng's fingers and Zhao Cang's throat is only four centimeters at most.

A terrifying sword energy burst out from Shen Feng's fingers, which made blood emerge from Zhao Cang's throat.

Facing Zhao Cang's terrified gaze, Chen Feng said indifferently: "Have you talked enough?"

"You can continue to say it, but I don't guarantee you can still speak!"
Chapter completed!