That Registered Disciple was knocked away by a random move without any further attempts to stop him.
Zhou Qi didn't even glance at him, and strode straight into the solemn and solemn hall.
The hall is spacious and grand, rich in Spiritual Qi, and the high seat in front is suspended in the air, majestic and majestic.
At this moment, Chen Kun was standing under the high seat, with a gloomy face, scolding a disciple who was kneeling on the ground in a cold voice, with a stern tone and the supreme majesty of an elder.
The moment Zhou Qi flew to the front of the palace, he noticed the movement outside the door, raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at the entrance of the palace.
After a moment, Zhou Qi strode in.
Their eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.
Chen Kun narrowed his eyes slightly, and the strong momentum belonging to Spirit Transformation Perfection spread quietly around him, suppressing Spiritual Qi in the hall, and his tone was angry:
"Zhou Qi! You, a junior disciple, broke into the elder's hall without notice. Do you still have any respect for your elders?"
Facing the majestic pressure coming towards him, Zhou Qi stood as tall as a pine tree, with a cold face, ignoring the other party's question, "Elder Chen, this disciple just wants to ask one question today, why didn't you tell me about the Four Directions Secret Realm?"
As soon as these words came out, Chen Kun's face changed imperceptibly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, which was quickly covered up by sullenness and forcefulness.
He sneered coldly, his tone extremely arrogant. "What a joke! I am in charge of the academic affairs of Heavenly Sword Peak disciples. Why do I need to explain half of my decisions to you, a little Nascent Soul disciple?"
"Furthermore, it's not like I haven't informed you before! I sent disciples to come to summon you earlier, but you stubbornly refused to enter seclusion and even turned away the disciples. You missed fortuitous opportunity. It's all your own fault. What does it have to do with me?"
Zhou Qi heard this, with a cold look in his eyes. "Elder Chen No need to make it up! The disciples you sent to teach you brought such a tricky task. The elder knows it very well! Do you need me to find him and confront him face to face?"
The tip of a needle is facing the wheat awn.
Chen Kun The temperature in his eyes completely dissipated, a faint murderous aura began to gather, and the aura around him became more and more chilling and threatening.
He growled in a deep voice, with a sinister and extremely oppressive tone. "Zhou Qi! Do you know who you are provoking and contradicting again and again?!"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Kun took the next step, Shrinking Space to Inches Divine Ability made a move, and his figure instantly spanned a distance of several feet, and appeared steadily one foot in front of Zhou Qi, with a coercive force coming towards his face.
"I am a dignified monk Spirit Transformation Perfection, and the elder Heavenly Sword Peak is in charge! You, a junior, have been rude and unruly and contradicted your elders many times. Do you really think that I am worried about Peak Master, so I dare not teach you a lesson?!"
The cold murderous intent shrouded the sky overwhelmingly, and the air in the hall almost solidified.
Zhou Qi's expression did not change and he sneered, "Elder Chen's cultivation is so advanced that the disciple knows he is invincible."
"But if the elder insists on relying on his elders and deliberately suppressing the younger generation, then the disciple can only crush this jade talisman of the sect master and ask the sect master to come in person and comment on the truth behind it!"
As he spoke, Zhou Qi's palm moved slightly, and a crystal-white Transmission Jade Talisman quietly emerged. The Daoist rhyme on the jade talisman quietly circulated, leading directly to the sect master's hall.
Chen Kun has worked for Heavenly Sword Peak for decades and has been deeply involved in the senior levels of the sect. Naturally, he recognized the purpose and weight of this jade talisman at a glance.
"Notify Jade Talisman?"
Chen Kun's face changed several times, turning blue and white at one time and another. His heart was filled with anger but he did not dare to act rashly.
He stared at Zhou Qi, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "What do you want?"
Seeing this, Zhou Qi snorted coldly and calmly took the jade talisman back into his palm, "I only want one participation quota for the Four Directions Secret Realm!"
Chen Kun frowned fiercely, with a face full of impatience and gloom, and spoke decisively, "Heavenly Sword Peak Four Directions Secret Realm There are only twenty places. The candidates were selected through the sect selection competition three months ago. Each one will be awarded based on their strength, fair and just!"
"You didn't participate in the selection and missed your spot. You can't blame anyone!"
Zhou Qi secretly cursed the old fox in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change. "Elder, there is no need to use the rules to prevaricate me. I can challenge and replace those twenty places!"
Chen Kun's eyes were heavy and he was about to think of a countermeasure when Zhou Qi's voice sounded again, with a naked warning:
"Elder Chen, I have given you enough respect. If you insist on making things difficult, don't blame me for crushing the jade talisman. Please come and judge in person, the sect master!"
"My master guards the border and protects the stability of the sect with his own body, but his disciples were deliberately suppressed by the elders in the peak and intercepted fortuitous opportunity. When this matter is brought before the sect leader, who do you think will be punished in the end?"
The words went straight into the seven inches of Chen Kun.
Chen Kun's whole body froze, murderous intent surged in his eyes, but he did not dare to gamble after all.
He was originally a subordinate of Fu Linyuan. If the sect master knew that he was secretly targeting Fu Linyuan's disciples, he would definitely not be able to escape heavy punishment!
For a long time, Chen Kun stared at Zhou Qi, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! It's up to you! If you can defeat the secret realm quota holder, the quota will be yours!"
He suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Who do you want to challenge? I will summon someone here immediately!"
Zhou Qi suddenly laughed loudly, his eyes suddenly glanced at the disciple with a strong aura in the corner of the hall, his tone was calm but full of domineering:
"There is no need to bother others. This senior brother from Nascent Soul Ninth Layer is at the forefront, and his name is definitely in hand."
"I'll challenge you to a battle!"
In the main hall, the Nascent Soul Ninth Layer disciple who had been silently watching the confrontation was suddenly called upon and was stunned on the spot.
It took him a moment to react, and he laughed angrily, his eyes full of contempt and disdain.
You can challenge Chen Kun entirely based on your identity.
But you, a mere Nascent Soul Fifth Layer, dare to challenge me?
It doesn't matter if the other party challenges a last disciple, I am Nascent Soul Ninth Layer!
Simply arrogant and ignorant!
He raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Qi, with a strong sarcasm in his tone. "Haha, Junior Brother Zhou is so brave, even Nascent Soul Fifth Layer dares to provoke me..."
Before the words could be heard, the wind suddenly became silent!
Zhou Qi's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, extremely fast, not even an afterimage was left behind, far beyond the ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator's understanding!
The Nascent Soul Ninth Layer disciple noticed something was wrong, but had no time to activate Spiritual Power. He felt a terrifying and majestic force suddenly locking around him, and his whole body was instantly lifted into the air and hung in the air!
The next second, a sharp sting suddenly swept through the entire chest, and the crisp sound of broken bones spread quietly.
He was horrified and wanted to stabilize his body, but Spiritual Power was trapped all over his body. His body was as heavy as iron and he could not move at all.
A dark figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking all sight.
Boom!
A powerful and heavy punch crashed down, carrying terrifying physical strength and concentration Spiritual Power, and hit the side of his head hard!
The huge force pours down, irresistible!
The entire hall trembled slightly, and the bluestone on the ground suddenly collapsed, cracking open dense spider web patterns and forming a large pit several feet deep.
Smoke and dust billowed into the air, obscuring the view.
When the smoke and dust dissipated slightly, the Nascent Soul Ninth Layer disciple lay quietly at the bottom of the pit, his breath was weak, and he was completely unconscious.
The whole journey took but a blink of an eye, the outcome was decided!