His inner strength is so great that with just a move of his ears, all the noises and sounds in the entire mountain and forest are heard in his ears in an instant.

The sound of the branches rustling in the wind, the chirping of insects and birds, the joy of small animals gnawing, the roaring sound of the wind when the beasts move...

Zhizhizhi...

Suddenly, the anxious and frightened screams of the little fire monkey came faintly from a distance, and Chen Zhao's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard them clearly.

In that direction, a few dozen miles away there is an ordinary temple with a big name, Qingliang Temple.

It is said that several monks have been placing orders recently.

Is it finally here?

"Little Ling'er, hurry up, Xiaohuo is in danger, we must rush over as soon as possible!"

Chen Zhao said slowly, his figure was like a crane spreading its wings, flying in the wind on the canopy of the tree, fluttering like a god, passing hundreds of feet in a flash.

"Woooo..."

When little Ling'er heard that the Fire Monkey was in danger, she wanted to scream, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the wind from high altitude penetrated into her mouth, swallowing everything the little girl wanted to say.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Zhao had arrived at the place where the incident occurred.

"Shiwu Zun, put down the fire monkey and spare your life!"

"Hmph, others are afraid of you, the master of the Divine Wind Hall of the Heaven and Earth Society, but I, Master Shiwu, am not afraid!"

"Then let's decide the outcome with martial arts. Let's see how we move!"

Chen Zhao flew quietly and hid in the darkness. He could only see two groups of men and horses tensely confronting each other in the woods below. A clay Buddha dressed as a woodcutter was huddled aside with a "nervous" look on his face. And in the central clearing where everyone was violently confronting each other.

, a huge bronze tripod stood alone, and from under the big cover of the bronze tripod, the panicked screams of the little fire monkeys came from time to time.

In addition, in the open space next to it, a handsome young man with long hair and a majestic monk were fighting. The handsome young man with long hair was extremely skilled in martial arts, and his kicks were fierce and fierce. His kicks were as fast as meteors, as quick as lightning, and they all carried the sound of wind and thunder.

, it can be seen that his leg skills are really good.

The strength of the monk dressed as a warrior monk is extraordinary. Facing the violent kicks of the long-haired handsome young man, he responded calmly. His legs advanced and retreated with great composure. His palms were like lightning, and his swings were like knives and axes. Not only did he kill the opponent.

All the fierce attacks were deflected, and the occasional lightning strike also made the young man retreat continuously.

Needless to say, the two people who are fighting are Nie Feng, the leader of Tianxiahuifengshentang, and the other is Shiwu Zun, the protector of Wushuang City.

At this time, two people were confronting each other outside the field. The leader of one side was two people. One was tall and majestic, with a striking noodle head. He had his hands folded across his chest and his eyes were very cold. Needless to say, it was Bu Jingyun, the master of Feiyun in the world.

.And the man next to him was of medium height, with an upright face, and looked at the competition venue with very concerned eyes. He was Qin Shuang, the master of Tianxiahui Tianshuang Hall.

The leader on the other side is dressed in brocade and robes, with a handsome face and a arrogant look on his face. He is the young master of Wushuang City, Dugu Ming.

Behind the leaders, there were dozens of people standing. Each team was well-dressed, indicating that they were small leaders of various forces. Everyone had bulging temples, sharp eyes, and held sharp blades. They must be members of the Tianxiahui.

and the elite backbone of Wushuang City.

Chen Zhao smiled softly, tapped Xiao Ling'er's acupuncture points, and placed him in a safe place.

At this time, he could completely take away the Clay Bodhisattva without being noticed, but then the Fire Monkey would completely fall into the hands of the enemy, so he did not restrain his voice, but jumped down directly, and stood on the body of the Clay Bodhisattva with a slight leap.

In front of him, his expression was calm and there was nothing unusual about it.

The masters from Tianxiahui and Wushuang City had keen senses and immediately heard the sound and turned around to look.

Nie Feng and Shi Wuzun also stopped at the same time, jumped back and looked at Chen Zhao.

"Who are you?"

Over here in Wushuang City, the handsome young master Dugu Ming came out of the crowd and asked coldly.

Chen Zhao glanced at him, his expression was as usual, and his tone was calm: "Young Master of Wushuang City, Dugu Ming, right? Give me some face, everyone get out, how about I take the Fire Monkey and leave?"

"What is he saying?"

After hearing her words, Ni Bodhisattva was immediately dumbfounded. He did not dare to speak for a long time, only dared to say in shock.

In front of the two major forces of Tianxiahui and Wushuang City, do you tell them to get lost?

Are you too arrogant?

Even if the Fire Monkey is taken away by them, I, an old woodcutter, will not be taken seriously by them. If I leave quietly then, nothing will happen, right?

Why did you interrupt and be so arrogant? Are you asking for trouble?

"Oh? Who are you? How dare you be so rude?" Dugu Ming was furious and said sullenly.

Anger rose in his heart. First, those guys from the Tianxiahui actually dared to compete with him for the Fire Monkey, without caring about the face of his Wushuang City. Fairy, another bastard jumped out and told them to go away. It seems that I, the young master of Wushuang City,

Walking around in the world, being looked down upon by others, and being bullied by cats and dogs?

"Who am I?" Chen Zhao stood with his hands behind his hands and said in a calm tone: "I am someone you can't afford to offend."

As soon as he said these words, the whole place was in an uproar, and everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a 'madman'.

"Master Chen is crazy. Why are you so arrogant in front of a great martial artist? You must know that Miyin Temple is not as good as Wushuang City. Isn't this looking for death?"

The woodcutter dressed up so that the Ni Bodhisattva lowered his head, fearing that when he raised his head, someone would see a look of shock and panic on his face. At this time, he really wanted to cry without tears.

If I had known that Chen Zhao was so arrogant and reckless, I wouldn't have dared to get so close to him.

He is weak in martial arts, but has rich experience in martial arts. He knows that he could escape without being noticed before, but as soon as Chen Zhao said these words, he slapped these two forces in the face. The masters present here

Can you bear it?

"Hahahaha!" Dugu Ming laughed angrily. "I can't afford to offend you? Is there anyone in the world who I, Wushuang City, can't afford to offend?"

"Boy, because of what you said today, I will prevent you from getting out of this forest." He smiled, pointed at Chen Zhao, and said word by word.

"It's over."

Ni Bodhisattva closed his eyes suddenly, knowing that the situation was out of control.

"After all, it's because young people can't keep their composure. Why do they like to show off so much? Wushuang City is very powerful, and only the world would dare to confront him head-on. Let the two families fight to the death, and both sides will suffer. Isn't it bad? Why did he jump out? He's too damned.

Not fast enough?”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Sure enough, Dugu Ming shouted angrily: "Zhao Qing, kill him."

In Wushuang City, a big man immediately appeared in response to the crowd, holding a steel knife. It was Zhao Qing, the leader of Wushuang City's swordsman. This man carried the steel knife behind his back, clenched his fists, and the joints of his two arms crackled as he watched.

Chen Zhao said with ill intentions:

"You arrogant boy, you think you don't care about others because you know how to do martial arts? Today I want you to know how to behave!"

He was wearing black tights, with bulging muscles all over his body, his arms were as thick as other people's thighs, and there was a scar across his face, making him intimidating.

At first glance, he looks like a brave man with rich fighting experience.

It is true that Zhao Qing is a famous warrior in Wushuang City. He was personally cultivated by the city lord Dugu Fang. He once wiped out three gangs and two gangs by himself, and made great contributions to the success of Wushuang City.

He has rich experience. From Chen Zhao's Qinggong performance just now, he can see that the opponent is young and has no unique martial arts skills. Both his eyes and temples are ordinary. He is just a fledgling kid who has never done anything.

Such a guy is the most ignorant. After practicing a few decent moves, he thinks he is invincible. If something happens to him, his hands and feet will immediately become weak and he will cry for his father and mother.

"I will let you know today what cruelty is in the world!"

Zhao Qing sneered and punched Ye Chu fiercely. His arm, which was thicker than Chen Zhao's thigh, clenched into a fist and hit Ye Chu's face with a roaring wind. If this punch was to be real, I'm afraid his nose would immediately

It was stuck in the face, and the whole person was afraid that he would never die again.

When he threw out his punch, the Wushuang City side cheered loudly, while the Tianxiahui side looked serious.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.

Zhao Qing is also considered a good fighter in Wushuang City, so the world will naturally pay attention to him. As expected, this punch is so powerful and powerful that it cannot be underestimated.

Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun and others just looked at each other coldly, but the good old Nie Feng couldn't help shouting: "Get away quickly."

At this time, Chen Zhao actually turned around and smiled at Nie Feng as if nothing had happened: "Hall Master Nie is kind-hearted."

He held up Zhao Qing's iron fist with one hand.

With his martial arts attainments, he had instantly understood Zhao Qing's martial arts level.

The level of the top masters at Ghost Villa is not low even in this world of high martial arts.

Zhao Qing's expression suddenly changed. He could punch through a brick wall with one punch, but he was blocked by a weak young man with one hand?

He retracted his fist and felt as if he had punched an iron plate. His hand was sore from the shock that he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

"How long? No wonder you dare to be so crazy."

Zhao Qing took a few steps back, flicked his wrist, and the steel knife appeared in his hand.

With the steel knife in his hand, Zhao Qing's whole aura immediately changed drastically, as if the abyss was still and the mountains were stagnant, and he had the air of a master vaguely.

"With a calm demeanor, he is worthy of Zhao Qing, the leader of swordsmen. Wushuang City is really full of experts. It is indeed a powerful sect that can arm-wrestle with the world!"

Qin Shuang said lightly.

Bu Jingyun crossed his arms, his eyes were cold, and he said nothing.

Nie Feng sighed: "This weird boy can force Zhao Qing to use his sword, which is considered outstanding. It's a pity that he met the masters of Wushuang City when he was just starting out."

He couldn't help but verbally remind him just now, but the boy opposite didn't care at all. Of course he wouldn't remind him again, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for him in his heart.

This young man, what a pity...
To be continued...