"Hey, if you can't beat one person, just use two people. If you can't beat two people, just use three people. Is this the way the Tianxiahui works?"

In the distance, Dugu Ming, who was hiding to watch the show, sneered.

Shi Wuzun glanced at Dugu Ming and remained silent.

But I thought in my heart: "You, the young master of Wushuang City, are not very good. If you can't defeat one person, you just go to a group of people."

He just brushed off this thought, and was more shocked by Chen Zhao's martial arts.

"This person's martial arts skills are extremely advanced. He can easily stand up to the three major hall masters of the Tianxiahui. Even if he faces off against a tyrant, he may not lose. When I go back and report to the city lord, I must win over this person to check and balance the aggressive Tianxiahui."

Thinking of this, he said to Dugu: "Young Master, this person's martial arts is too high. If he eats noodles, it is impossible for us or the Tianxiahui to get the Clay Bodhisattva. Let's go."

"Let's go?" Dugu Ming was startled and opened his eyes and said, "We haven't seen the Clay Bodhisattva yet. At most, the Fire Monkey was captured by this person. Can we capture the Clay Bodhisattva in other ways?"

"Hey! Lord Dugu City is so wise and decisive, why did he give birth to a son with a pustule?" Shi Wuzun sighed in his heart, but said in his mouth: "Young Master, the Clay Bodhisattva is right next to this person!"

"What?"

Dugu Ming's shock was no small matter. If he hadn't controlled it well, he might have jumped up in shock.

But even so, his handsome and handsome face couldn't help but show a hint of horror, as well as two abnormal flushes. Fortunately, the distance was far, and although everyone knew they were there, they had no time to pay attention.

"Dharma protector Shiwu, don't be joking. How do you know that the old woodcutter is the Clay Bodhisattva?"

Dugu Ming took a deep breath and barely suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart.

Lord Shiwu clasped his hands together and said calmly: "The place where the Fire Monkey is is where the Clay Bodhisattva appears!"

"That's right!" Dugu Ming slapped his thigh, "Why did I forget this, Protector, do you think we can take advantage of it when it's unprepared..."

"Young Master!" Shi Wuzun hurriedly interrupted Dugu Ming's delusion: "This person's martial arts are superb and unfathomable, and the world will be watching with eager eyes. We have already suffered a lot of losses, how can we still rob the Clay Bodhisattva?

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"But I have promised my father that I will catch the Clay Bodhisattva and ask him to predict the fortune on my father's birthday to ensure that my father will live a long life and the unparalleled city will have long blessings. Now the Clay Bodhisattva is right in front of us..."

Dugu Ming said hurriedly.

At this moment, Lord Shiwu was almost speechless.

The world doesn't revolve around you. If you say you can catch it, then you can catch it?

But who let him be the young master? Lord Shiwu could only say patiently: "Young Master, you have to do it, you really can't do it. Moreover, the young master is usually very filial, so of course the city lord knows it, and how can the city lord's thoughts be in the same place?"

The little clay Bodhisattva is the Tianxiahui! Young Master, think about it, the Tianxiahui is aggressive and wants to dominate the world. In today's world, only Wushuang City can compete with it. This person can withstand the attacks of the three major hall masters of the Tianxiahui. If

If you join my Wushuang City, you will be ignored by a mere Tianxiahui. If you win the Tianxiahui, the city lord will dominate the world. Why should you care about a mere Clay Bodhisattva?"

"That makes sense!" Dugu Ming said with great joy, as if the clouds were clearing, "Then let's go back and tell my father, let him visit the thatched cottage three times and invite this person out. Then the hegemony of Wushuang City will be stable."

"Fortunately, the young master can understand your point. It seems that there is still hope." Shi Wuzun breathed a sigh of relief and left with Dugu Ming.

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At this time, in the venue, the three hall masters of Tianxiahui soothed the Qi in their hearts. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, they knew that nothing was wrong, and they secretly felt relieved.

Although these three people have different personalities, they are all sensible people. At the moment, Chen Zhao only used three or two moves to knock Wushuang City to the ground, but no one was seriously injured. Qin Shuang and Nie Feng, who are the best in the world,

Bu Jingyun and three others came forward together, but they were only knocked away by a few of his moves, but it did not cause any harm to them.

It seems that this person has excellent martial arts skills and a kind-hearted nature, and has no intention of hurting anyone.

If the three of them don't know what they are doing and come forward to provoke them, it won't be so easy for them to do it.

Qin Shuang took a few steps forward, cupped her hands and said, "Qin Shuang thanks you for your mercy. I'm leaving now. I just want to ask you your name."

"My name?" Chen Zhao smiled lightly and said, "It doesn't hurt to tell you. My name is Chen Zhao. I have saved the Fire Monkey and the Clay Bodhisattva."

"Chen Zhao?" Qin Shuang was startled. He recalled the records of the Tianxiahui and knew that there was absolutely no master named Chen Zhao in the world. Judging from his young age, he must be a fledgling, but he didn't know which master was the best.

, to be able to teach such a powerful disciple.

Qin Shuang shook her head, raised her hands again and said: "It turns out to be Daxia Chen, disrespectful and disrespectful. The world will leave now and will not disturb you again in the future. Farewell!"

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun also held up their hands at the same time, and walked away slowly without saying a word.

Many experts from the Tianxiahui followed the three hall masters away without saying a word.

Judging from their orders and prohibitions, they move like a military formation. They are indeed slightly stronger than Wushuang City. No wonder they can conquer such a huge country.

After they left, Chen Zhao flew up to the tree crown and put down the little Ling'er. The Clay Bodhisattva finally took a breath and saluted Chen Zhao respectfully: "Master Chen, Mr. Chen Engong, I would like to thank you again for saving my life."

"Forget it, I already expected something like this to happen when I stayed at your house, so it doesn't matter."

Chen Zhao didn't take it seriously.

If he had cared about it, he should have killed the killer just now and frightened a bunch of monsters.

The reason why he didn't kill him was certainly not because he cared about Fengyun and his two sons of destiny. It was because he knew that Tianxiahui and Wushuang City were at a delicate moment.

Extremely fearful.

At this juncture, if Chen Zhao does something, it will cause an imbalance in the balance, leading to catastrophes and setbacks, which will inevitably affect the stability of the people.

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This is a world of luck and destiny. If we really want to deal with Feng Yun, the two sons of luck, who knows whether there will be a bigger cause and effect?

What if we are struck by lightning again?

Otherwise, why would Xiongba have to ask the Clay Bodhisattva to tell his fortune?

Is it just because Xiongba is superstitious?

After all, I have just come to this world, and the true energy in my body has not yet completely recovered and passed the level. If I encounter a real master, I can only restrain myself.

Of course, the most fundamental reason was that Chen Zhao hoped that the world would fight to the death with Wushuang City, so he took the opportunity to come out and clean up the mess.

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"I'm home, I'm home..."

Unknowingly, the three people and the monkey had returned to the small mountain village. When the little Ling'er saw her courtyard house, she couldn't help but cheered and jumped towards her home with a pair of short legs.

The Fire Monkey was quiet all the way, but now he seemed to have come back to his senses. He kept squeaking, jumped off Chen Zhao's shoulders, caught up with Xiao Ling'er, and ran into the small courtyard with her.

Chen Zhao smiled slightly, turned around and said with a smile: "After beating the young ones, here comes the old one, Clay Bodhisattva. It seems that some people will not give up until they achieve their goals!"

"Wow, wow, wow, brother Chen, and grandpa, come on, come on, we have guests at home!"

The Clay Bodhisattva was at a loss, but Little Ling'er suddenly shouted.

"What, are there outsiders at home?"

Ni Bodhisattva's expression changed, and he subconsciously turned to look at Chen Zhao.

Could it be...

Chen Zhao smiled faintly and said: "The wind has no phase, the clouds have no potential, and the frost has no coagulation. If you can combine the three auras into one, of course the leader of the Tianxiahui, Xiongba, is here."

As he spoke, he stepped into the small courtyard.

Hidden behind the artificial dough, the face of the Clay Bodhisattva changed. In the end, he didn't say anything. He just sighed and followed Chen Zhao into the courtyard.

I saw a middle-aged mighty man standing in the middle of the courtyard. He was dressed in a rich robe, standing with his hands behind his back. He had a powerful long beard under his chin, and his eyes were high and powerful, showing the demeanor of a superior.
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