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When the guards in Zuihualou rushed to the private room where the incident happened, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

These thugs were only of the first level, and they had no problem dealing with drunk and troublesome customers.

But they had never faced such a tragic scene!

The madam, who was shivering on the floor and had no strength to get up, grabbed the trouser legs of a guard and said anxiously: "Quick, go to Wuweifang for help, these, these are the masters of the Wuweimen Outer Hall!"

The face of this charming madam was as pale as paper at this moment, and her heart was full of regret.

She thought she had received a rich customer, but she never expected that the other party was a bad guy!

Another guard next to her was suddenly shocked and ran downstairs in a hurry.

Zuihualou is very close to Wuweifang. It is not only protected by Wuweimen, but also the owner behind the scenes is also a member of the sect.

Now that such a big thing has happened, it must be reported.

Otherwise, no one can afford it!

Only a cup of tea later, the head of the outer hall of Wuwei Gate, Zhu Jun, appeared in Zuihualou with a group of his men.

He also lived in Wuweifang. He was about to rest when he suddenly received an urgent report from his subordinates.

So he rushed here as quickly as possible.

The head of Wuwei Gate looked at the blood, corpses, and the kneeling madam and prostitutes in the room.

His face was extremely gloomy.

He stretched out his foot and gently turned over the corpse that was close to the floor in front of him.

Although the other party's head was completely deformed and his face was unrecognizable, Zhu Jun still recognized at a glance that the other party was his most capable subordinate Yang Lang.

Yang Lang opened his mouth, his nose collapsed, bleeding from all seven orifices, and both eyeballs protruded out of his eye sockets.

There was still pain and despair before death in his eyes!

Seeing such a scene, even if Zhu Jun was as hard as stone, he couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

It was too miserable to die!

Although Zhu Jun didn't like the ambitious Yang Lang very much.

But the other party died tragically in Zuihualou, which was only one street away from Wuweifang, which was undoubtedly a slap in the face of Wuweimen!

Zhu Jun's sharp eyes swept across the private room and finally fell on the madam.

He asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, what happened?"

The madam trembled all over, but she didn't dare to be negligent at all, and hurriedly told the story of the incident.

Previously, she received a generous guest in the hall downstairs, and then took the other party upstairs to the private room to have fun, but she didn't expect that the guest directly broke into Yang Lang's room.

Then this tragedy happened!

As for the course of the battle, the madam was not a warrior, and she was scared at the time, so she couldn't explain it clearly.

She kowtowed and begged: "My lord, I didn't know that this person was so vicious, please forgive me!"

Although Zhu Jun had never been to Zuihualou before.

But the madam knew the head of the Wuwei Gate Outer Hall and knew that he was cold-blooded.

She was afraid that she would become the target of his anger.

After all, she brought him here.

Zhu Jun said expressionlessly: "You said his name is Wei Yan?"

"Yes, yes."

The madam raised her bloody head and answered tremblingly: "When he left, he said that a certain Wei Yan killed people today just to get revenge. If anyone wants to die, just go find him!"

"Get revenge!"

Zhu Jun laughed: "What a Wei Yan, what a revenge!"

The next moment, the head of the Outer Hall suddenly raised his right palm and was about to slap the madam's head.

He knew that this matter had nothing to do with the madam, and there was no possibility that the other party colluded with outsiders to murder the disciples of Wuwei Gate.

But does Zhu Jun need a reason to kill people to vent his anger and establish his prestige?

No need at all!

She is just a low-class madam.

Boom!

Just as Zhu Jun was about to slap his palm, the closed doors and windows of the private room exploded, and countless fragments flew everywhere.

A burly figure rushed into the room with the wind and snow, and rushed towards Zhu Jun at lightning speed!

Zhu Jun never expected that there would be an enemy lurking outside to launch a surprise attack on him.

The head of the Wuwei Gate Outer Hall was caught off guard.

But he was not an ordinary person after all. He was alert to the danger and acted decisively. At the critical moment, he waved his palm to meet the enemy.

Zhu Jun's face flushed red instantly.

This was the result of forcibly stimulating the true qi in the dantian, and the qi and blood in his body were violently churning.

At the same time, his palms suddenly swelled and turned black and purple.

Giant Spirit Palm!

This is Zhu Jun's most proficient martial art in the Qi Realm. He has been immersed in this palm method for many years. He has killed three masters of the same level one after another. He is also famous in the Wuwei Gate.

The power of the giant palm is so strong that it can easily split stones.

Once it hits the human body, even a fourth-level warrior cannot bear it!

Because he was too hasty, Zhu Jun did not expect to injure his opponent, just to gain a chance to breathe.

Bang!

In a flash, Zhu Jun's palms collided heavily with the palms of the attacker.

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Crack!

The sound of bones breaking suddenly sounded.

Zhu Jun's face suddenly changed.

Although he did not use all his strength in this attack, he also condensed the innate true qi that he had cultivated for a lifetime, and he also took a defensive posture. It should be no problem to block the enemy's surprise attack.

What Zhu Jun never dreamed of was that at the moment when his palms touched, he felt the opponent's palm power destroy his own power with overwhelming force, ruthlessly penetrating the tiger's mouth and blasting into his arm.

Zhu Jun's arm bones on both arms were broken, and the tiger's mouth was broken and blood gushed out!

Such a terrible force made the head of the Wuwei Gate Outer Hall tremble with fear, and instinctively used the force blasted into his body to fly backwards.

It must be said that Zhu Jun's ability to respond is extremely strong. Even when he was seriously injured, he still remained somewhat sober and rational.

He made the most correct response!

Wei Yan!

At the moment of flying out, a name flashed through his mind.

Suddenly, he had an epiphany.

After killing Yang Lang and others, the other party had apparently fled.

In fact, he quietly returned to Zuihua Tower and lurked outside the private room.

And the real target of this powerful enemy.

It was him, the head of the Wuwei Gate Outer Hall!

At this moment, Zhu Jun's mind became calmer than ever before.

But before he could escape Zuihualou, the other party had already chased him like lightning.

Another palm slapped his chest!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Zhu Jun's chest sank completely, and I don't know how many bones were broken.

He crashed through the floor behind him, and the whole person fell to the street outside like a kite with a broken string.

A large amount of blood mixed with internal organs spurted out of his mouth!

When the head of the Wuwei Gate Outer Hall fell heavily on the snowy street, his life came to an end.

Zhu Jun looked up at the sky, his eyes blankly watching the snowflakes falling down.

He heard screams from upstairs.

That was his men being ruthlessly slaughtered.

The head of the Wuwei Gate Outer Hall pulled his lips and showed a sarcastic smile.

The fire of life in his eyes quietly extinguished!