Noble God of War

hiss!
Everyone gasped when they heard this.

Five masters of the same level teamed up to besiege Chen Zhou, but he killed them all?

And he was just injured?

What the hell!

This is no longer a human, okay?
god!
It's God!
At this time, the disciples of Sifangmen finally understood why Lu Xingyang reminded them so seriously before——

Never, never, never be an enemy of Chen Zhou!

This kind of people, they are from all directions, they are not worthy of being others' enemies!

Lu Xingyang let out a deep breath, and firmly suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart.

Looking back at the dead masked man, he said:

"It's a good thing you came early, otherwise, our Sifangmen would be gone after tonight."

Chen Zhou raised his head, looked at the pale Lu Xingyang, and waited for him to continue.

Sure enough, Lu Xingyang continued: "He... I know him!"

Lu Xingyang glanced at the man with the grimacing mask, and then at the dead disciple of the Lu family, feeling very sad in his heart.

These dead children are all the future of the Lu family of Sifangmen.

Although Lu Xingyang was sad in his heart, on second thought, maybe only after going through this, these young people can understand what is the most important.

Chen Zhou glanced at Lu Xingyang, came to the man in the grimace mask, checked, and stood up after confirming that he was the one he was looking for.

It seems that these people can no longer sit still and are about to surface.

Afterwards, as long as you speed up your pace, I believe that the person hiding behind the scenes will definitely come out.

"Okay, don't be dazed, you should deal with this quickly!"

Lu Xingyang coughed violently twice, wiped off the blood on his mouth, and said weakly to Chen Zhou: "Chen Zhou, come in with me."

Chen Zhou nodded, and followed Lu Xingyang into the ancestral hall.

"He is the No.19 descendant of Dragon Tiger Fist, a branch of Mimic Fist, Fei Kongcheng."

Lu Xingyang sat down slowly, and said slowly: "At first, I thought he had died a few years ago, but I didn't expect..."

Chen Zhou's eyes suddenly changed.

The last time he came to look for Lu Xingyang, he heard Lu Xingyang say it.

A few years ago, a master of Dragon Tiger Fist died.

Could it be that this is the person he was talking about?

So he is not dead!

"I really didn't expect that he actually faked his death!"

Lu Xingyang sighed, and continued: "After you told me those things that day, I didn't believe it at first.

Because the master-level master of Dragon Tiger Fist, a branch of Mimic Fist, is Fei Kongcheng.

He has been dead for several years, and has no disciples under his name,
It is impossible to teach someone who knows Dragon and Tiger Fist to go and assassinate you.

So, I sent someone to my hometown in Feikong City to find out the news.

But I didn't expect that there would be no news from the people I sent out. "

Ever since that person lost the news, Lu Xingyang knew that this matter might be complicated.

This is no longer the matter of Chen Zhou alone, but the matter of the entire circle of hermits.

"This Feikong City is clearly alive, why do you pretend to be dead? Do you know the reason?" Chen Zhou looked at Lu Xingyang and asked.

"I'm afraid it's because of the chaotic world! He should have joined the chaotic world!"

"Chaos world?"

Chen Zhou frowned.

This was the first time he had heard this term.

What chaotic world?
What does it mean to enter the chaotic world?

All these years, Chen Zhou only knew that these people had the maple leaf logo tattooed on the base of their ears.

It seems that Chaos World is their real name.

"Yes, the warriors who joined the chaotic world are all a group of unreasonable lunatics!"

Lu Xingyang's voice trembled, and there was a hint of anger and fear on his face.

He has lived for 70 years, and he never thought that there would be people he is familiar with in this organization.

"These people are after strength, and they are blindly pursuing strength.

In order to achieve the goal, anything can be done.

Moreover, among these people, they are all first-class masters.

There are too many grandmasters in the chaotic world!

Originally, even if they joined the chaotic world, they would fight on their own.

But now it seems that someone might gather them together.

If this is the case, then these people in this chaotic world will be at an unprecedented level of danger! "

Lu Xingyang trembled slightly, clenched his fist tightly, turned to look at Chen Zhou, and said in a hoarse and trembling voice:
"This is really not good news!"

Seeing the worry on Lu Xingyang's face and the worry in his eyes, Chen Zhou frowned even deeper.

"Cough cough cough..."

Lu Xingyang coughed violently, and some blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Just as Chen Zhou was about to say something, he saw Lu Xingyang waved his hands in a dejected way:

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine. With such a small injury, I can't die yet!"

Even though he is 70 years old, Lu Xingyang still refuses to accept his old age.

Isn't it just a broken sternum?

What an amazing thing!
Lu Xingyang looked at Chen Zhou, and felt more and more admiration for Chen Zhou in his heart.

Because what Chen Zhou was going to face was those lunatics from the chaotic world.

These people are not so easy to deal with.

"In the chaotic world, I don't know how many people there are.

There may be only a few of them, or there may be many, many.

Choosing to join the chaotic world is the beginning of degeneration.

This is a human choice and has nothing to do with anything else. "

Speaking of this, Lu Xingyang sighed, shook his head and said, "This matter is really troublesome!"

The chaotic world is not a secret.

Many warriors of the older generation know this.

In the circle of warriors in the past, even if there were people from sects who chose to join the chaotic world, it was nothing to them.

After all, in the sect, this kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to happen.

Therefore, as long as someone from a sect dares to join the chaotic world, that sect will do its best to clean up the sect.

But the problem now is that with the development of the times, the sect has gradually declined, and all warriors have been hidden from the world.

Whether a sect can have successors or not is another matter, let alone cleaning up the sect.

That's why Lu Xingyang was so worried and pessimistic.

He raised his head, looked at Chen Zhou, bluffed a few times, wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

"Don't worry, with me here, this chaotic world will definitely be uprooted!"

Chen Zhou's words were simple, but very firm.

"I won't let anyone disturb the order of various circles.

Not even in that frightening chaotic world! "