Chu Zheng looked around everyone: "Who else do you say that Li Xunhuan was a thief from the plum blossom? Stand out."

No one replied, Chu Zheng's eyes fell on Gongsun Moyun.

"I just heard that your cloud-motoring hands are very powerful?"

Gongsun Moyun's legs were already a little weak, but if he did not dare to reply at this time, he would no longer have to hang out in the world.

He shouted sternly: "Who are you? Are you not afraid of arousing public outrage in the martial arts world? "

"Zhao Zhengyi is a plum blossom thief." Chu Zheng said word by word.

"Nonsense!" Gongsun Moyun felt a flash of figure in front of him, and he quickly punched him.

His cloud-mobile hand can open mountains and gravel, which is really a master in the martial arts world. Otherwise, he would not have become a master in the world. But as soon as his fist was swung out, Chu Zheng's sword point had already been pointed at his fist.

Only a slight sound was heard, Gongsun Moyun's fist suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Chu Zheng withdrew his fingers and looked at Gongsun Moyun, who was almost fainting from pain and said, "Now I'll ask you, is Zhao Zhengyi a plum blossom thief?"
Chapter completed!