After crossing the 30,000 mile sea area and entering the Starry Continent, the northeast became colder and colder. The sky was covered in clouds, and the north wind whistled. It seemed that a heavy snow would soon arrive. The Feng brothers drugged the fat-buttocked female cultivator's wine. The brothers rushed forward and backward together until the fat-buttocked female cultivator fell asleep like mud. Only then did they quietly leave the tent. Two streaks of green wind flashed and quietly disappeared from the spot.

The Feng Clan cultivated the Wind Elemental Sword Riding Technique, which was especially good at speed. They were at the Golden Core Stage and were using their full strength. The two of them seemed to be galloping at lightning speed. Clouds were piling up, the north wind was hunting, and Mu Xue was about to arrive. It was a good day to kill people. When the heavy snow covered everything, it would be white and there would be no traces of it.

Feng Xingchun's long-sleeved hunt had just finished erupting in the fat-buttocked female cultivator's body, and he only felt that his legs were still a little light. Feng Xing glanced at the sky and thought to himself, "If everything goes smoothly, we can still go back and fight that slut again. Even if the Immortal Cultivator Guild investigates in the future, our brothers will still have an alibi!"

The campfire was blazing. The big club was holding a string of fat fish and roasting it on the fire. Fan Jian was holding the broken sword and closed his eyes to rest. The weather was cold. This guy was still wearing a thin, broad sweater and knee-length shorts. It was said that it would be faster to wear a sword like this. It was really cheap.

Chu Jun sat silently beside the stream. The gurgling stream flowed like a thud. Occasionally, one or two pieces of floating ice would rush down from the upstream, making clear sounds when colliding with the stream stones. A fat mountain catfish swam past with a shake of its head and tail. With a flash of sword light, the four tentacles of the mountain catfish disappeared and dived under the water like they were fleeing.

"It's going to snow!" Chu Jun put away the Thunder Dragon Sword and looked up at the sky that was piled up along the clouds. He stood up and patted his butt, then walked back to the bonfire and sat down. The big hammer handed a mountain catfish that had been roasted to a golden color and flowed with oil to Chu Jun. "Boss, this fattest one belongs to you!" He chuckled.

Chu Jun took a bite and immediately smelled of meat. It was indeed a green and pollution-free food. He praised, "Fat cow, your cooking skills are not bad, you should be rewarded!"

The big hammer smugly chuckled and handed the other grilled fish to Fan Jian. With a simple smile, he said, "Brother bitch, take it!"

Fan Jian did not receive it, but his gaze was fixed on the falling snowflakes, as if there was a peerless good sword on it. The snowflakes gently whirled towards the fire and were about to melt away by the hot air. At this moment, the snowflakes suddenly split into three and shot towards Chu Jun and the others' throats. The sharp sword energy pierced through their muscles and bones, and killing intent suddenly appeared. The hammer was still in the posture of handing over the roasted fish. A pair of mung bean eyes blinked, and Chu Jun still lowered his head and chewed heavily.

Chi! Not knowing how Fan Jian moved, the tip of the three-point sword appeared out of thin air and arrived first, wiping out the three murderous snowflakes.

"Eee!" With a light sigh, two figures appeared on the nearby stream stones like ghosts. Azure winds circled around them, and their robes were chasing after them. The aura of the Golden Core Stage was unreservedly released. Snowflakes descended and floated away three meters away from the two uninvited guests.

"Hey, what a fast sword!" Feng Xinghou said with a hint of surprise flashing across his face. At the same time, he felt a little uneasy. The reaction of the three people in front of him did not seem to be completely defenseless. There was not the slightest bit of panic on their faces.

Holding the broken sword in his arms, Fan Jian stretched out his hand to receive the grilled fish handed over by the baton hammer, as if nothing had happened just now. Chu Jun continued to chew with relish, turning a deaf ear to the arrival of the two of them. A murderous aura appeared on the faces of the Feng brothers, evidently enraged by their disdainful attitudes. Chu Jun threw away the remaining fish bones and raised his head with a grin, "It's snowing. Why don't the two fellow daoists sit down and eat two tails to warm up their bodies?"

Feng Xinghou and Feng Xingchun exchanged glances, not understanding what kind of medicine Chu Jun was selling in his gourd. "I heard that Brother Feng likes to eat chicken, and he likes to eat together. Perhaps he just finished eating, how can he eat fish!" The big club laughed and said, "I heard that Brother Feng likes to eat chicken, and also likes to eat together."

"You're right!" Chu Jun nodded and said, "I wonder who ate the chicken butt?"

"Hehe, take turns eating!" The big hammer scratched its head and asked the Feng brothers with a dishonest smile, "Is that so?"

The Feng brothers' expressions changed. Obviously, Chu Jun already knew the background of the two of them. Feng Xing's heart sank slightly. He vigilantly released his divine sense to search the surroundings, but he did not notice any ambush. His heart relaxed, but at the same time, he was both shocked and suspicious. Since the other party knew about this matter, why was he still so calm? Are you confident that you can deal with us brothers?

"Chu Jun, did you know we would come?" Feng Xingchun sneered. Originally, he thought it was a sneak attack, but he didn't expect that the other party would have known about it long ago. This kind of psychological disparity in the failure of the sneak attack made him a little uneasy.

Chu Jun glanced at the two brothers who liked to eat chicken together and chuckled, "I guess so!"

Feng Xinghou snorted coldly, "Since that's the case, do you still dare to stay here and wait for death?"

Chu Jun spread out his hands and said to Slave Fan, "Originally, I didn't want to, but this bitch insisted on finding a Golden Core to practice!"

The gaze of the Feng brothers fell on Fan Jian at the same time. This fellow who dared to hang his son was the most powerful? That sword strike just now was indeed fast. Feng Xinghou himself might not be able to stab it so fast. However, no matter how fast the sword was, it could only be at the mid Foundation Establishment stage. If he encountered a Golden Core, he would still be alive.

"Cut the crap, Chu Jun. Hand over the things straightforwardly. Our brothers will also give you a good time!" Feng Xingchun sneered murderously.

Chu Jun said calmly, "I have quite a few good things on me. Which one do you want?"

Feng Xinghou felt even more uneasy when he saw Chu Jun's confident appearance. However, he couldn't understand why Chu Jun was so confident. The more he couldn't understand, the more uneasy he felt.

"Stop pretending!" Feng Xingchun sneered, "Before you died, Liefa Sect's Yun Chongzi said that you possessed the Dragon Leaving Cauldron Symbol. Hand it over immediately and leave your corpse behind!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of Fan Jian and the big club changed slightly. Recently, the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron had been in a commotion, but the boss actually had the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron emblem on him? However, on second thought, Boss, this freak was able to easily subdue the small world, so it wasn't surprising that he had the Nine Dragons Cauldron Insignia on him.

Chu Jun suddenly came to a realization. It seemed that Yun Chongzi had not died on the spot after being hit by his Explosive Spear. He had even killed himself. No wonder the Feng Clan still dared to attack him even though they knew that they had a backer that even the Chaos Pavilion did not dare to provoke. It turned out that it was for the Nine Dragons Cauldron.

"You believe Yun Chongzi when he says he does?" Chu Jun had an indifferent smile on his face, but a murderous intent surged in his heart. These two brothers must die, and the other insiders of the Feng Clan must die as well. Otherwise, once the news spread, the consequences would be unimaginable, and the entire Zhengtian Sect would be implicated.

Feng Xinghou stared fixedly at Chu Jun, wanting to see some clues from his expression. Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Chu Jun's expression was calm, and he could not see any abnormalities. Could it be that the Li Dragon Cauldron Emblem really wasn't on him?

Feng Xingchun sneered, "Do you dare to deny it?"

Chu Jun smiled and said, "Yun Chongzi is right. The Li Dragon Cauldron Emblem is indeed in my hands, and the Li Dragon Divine Cauldron is also in my hands. Do you want it?"

The eyes of the Feng brothers flashed as they looked at each other doubtfully.

"Cut the crap, hand over the Dragon Leaving Cauldron Emblem!" Feng Xingchun said coldly.

Chu Jun said to Slave Fan, "Bitch, do you want to hand it over?"

Fan Jian slowly stood up with the broken sword in his arms and said roguishly, "Hand over your eggs!"

The big club was dumbfounded. Chu Jun shrugged his shoulders and said, "See, our brothers are unhappy!"

Feng Xingchun smiled sinisterly and said, "Since you are courting death, I might as well send you off!" The Spiritual Energy in his body surged, and a phantom image that was several zhang tall appeared on his back.

Chu Jun smiled lightly and said, "Choose one of the two, bitch. Which one do you choose?"

Fan Jian raised his chin and said honestly, "This bird man!"

Chu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly. This fellow Fan Jian was truly a battle maniac. He liked to pick hard bones. However, the most powerful thing about this fellow was that he could constantly become stronger in battle. Fighting against the Golden Core Realm would undoubtedly be extremely useful to him.

"Alright, leave the rest to me!" Chu Jun followed Fan Jian's tone.

The Feng brothers laughed angrily and stared coldly at the two idiots who overestimated themselves. Feng Xinghou sneered at Fan Jian, "Arrogant brat, I will let you realize the power of a Golden Core cultivator. No matter how fast a sword is, it is nothing in front of absolute strength!"

Fan Jian still looked like he was hanging his son. The rusty sword casually hugged his chest and said indifferently, "Has the bird fart finished?"

Feng Xinghou's expression turned fierce as his aura surged outwards. Azure light circulated around his body, and the snowflakes above his head turned into columns with the air current. In a flash, Chu Jun's figure had already slid over a hundred meters. He smiled and said, "Feng Xingchun, right? Come and play here!"

Feng Xingchun laughed coldly, and the strong winds rushed towards Chu Jun together, and a strong Spiritual Energy unrestrainedly pressed down on Chu Jun. Chu Jun used all the lightning spirit energy in his body to counterattack. Peng, with a muffled sound, the ice and snow flew away. Chu Jun suddenly slid a few meters back before he stood still. Feng Xingchun sneered, "I overestimated myself. I can take you down in twenty moves!"

"Have you finished farts?" Chu Jun said calmly as he imitated Fan Jian's tone.

"Act recklessly!" Feng Xingchun bellowed and activated his Wind Spiritual Energy, pouncing towards Chu Jun like a flying eagle fighting a rabbit.

The hammer ran into the distance and sat down. It held two grilled fish in its hands as it chewed and watched with interest.

"Kill!" Feng Xinghou scolded coldly, and a thin soft sword appeared in his hand. With a movement of his figure, the azure shadow in the sky instantly swept towards Fan Jian.

On the other side was a Golden Core cultivator, so Fan Jian naturally didn't dare to be arrogant. With a heavy step, a circle of golden light suddenly spread out, and the Golden Firmament Array suddenly activated. The Jin Ganglie Formation could increase his combat strength by 10%. After all, the opponent was a Golden Core Realm cultivator, and Fan Jian's sword intent had just been comprehended. Chu Jun did not want him to end up here, but a battle with a Golden Core Realm cultivator would undoubtedly be beneficial to Fan Jian's cultivation. Thus, Chu Jun had specifically asked Stephen to set up the Jin Ganglie Formation.

When Feng Xinghou saw that a Golden Firmament Formation had actually appeared beneath Fan Jian's feet, he immediately laughed out loud, "You think that you can defeat a Golden Core Formation with just a small formation? This is truly ridiculous and stupid. Die, Dragon Revolving Cyan Wind Slash!"

Hiss! The Skysoaring Sword Qi formed a giant spinning blade that slashed towards Fan Jian, leaving behind a series of terrifying afterimages along the way!