The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 685 Drive away the young ones, and the old ones come
"Hey, if one person can't beat two people, if two people can't beat three people, is this the method of the Tianxiahui?"

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 beat one person, you will directly attack a group of people."

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

"This person's martial arts are extremely profound, and he can easily fight against the three hall masters of the Tianxiahui. I'm afraid he might not lose against Shangxiongba. When I go back and tell the city lord, I must win over this person so as to check and balance the aggressive Tianxiahui."

When he thought of this, he said to Dugu: "Young Master, this man's martial arts are too high, let him eat noodles, no matter whether it is us or Tianxiahui, it is impossible to get a clay bodhisattva, let's go."

"Let's go?" Dugu Ming was startled, 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! Dugu City Lord is wise and decisive, why did he give birth to a pustular son?" Shi Wuzun sighed inwardly, 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, on his handsome face, he couldn't help showing a trace of horror, as well as two abnormal blushes.Fortunately, the distance was relatively far, and although everyone knew they were there, they had no time to pay attention.

"Don't be joking, Protector Shiwu. 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.

Shiwu Zun 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, "How could I have forgotten this, Protector, do you think we can take advantage of this?"

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

"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. I will ensure that my father will live a long life and Wushuang City will have long blessings. Now the Clay Bodhisattva is close before our eyes..." Dugu Ming said hurriedly.

At this moment, Shi Wuzun was almost speechless.

This world doesn't revolve around you, if you say you can catch it, then you can catch it?

But who let it be the young master? Lord Shiwu could only say patiently: "Young Master, it is not impossible to do it, but it is impossible. Moreover, the young master is usually very filial. Of course the city lord knows it, and the city lord's thoughts are not in the same place. Little Clay Bodhisattva, but Tianxiahui! Young Master, think about it, 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 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 rule the world. Why should you care about a mere Clay Bodhisattva?"

"It makes sense!" Dugu Ming said with great joy, "Then let's go back and tell my father to let him visit the hut three times, and invite this person out, then the hegemony of Wushuang City will be stabilized."

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

……

At this time, in the venue, the three main hall masters of the Tianxiahui relieved the true energy in their heart, and after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, they knew that nothing was wrong, so they secretly let go of their hearts.

Although these three people have different personalities, they are all sensible people. At present, Chen Zhao only has three moves and two moves, knocking down Wushuang City to the ground, but no one is seriously injured. Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, The three of Bu Jingyun went up together, but they were only hit by him in a few moves, but they did not cause any harm to them.

It seems that this person has superb martial arts skills, a kind heart, and has no intention of hurting others.

If the three of them are ignorant 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 his hands and said, "Qin Shuang thank you for your mercy, I'm leaving now, I just want to ask you about Gao's name."

"My name?" Chen Zhao said with a faint smile, "It's okay to tell you, my name is Chen Zhao. The fire monkey and the clay bodhisattva were saved by me."

"Chen Zhao?" Qin Shuang was stunned, recalling the records of the Tianxiahui, and knew that there was absolutely no master named Chen Zhao in the Jianghu. Judging from his young age, he must be a fledgling, but he didn't know which super master , able to teach such a powerful disciple.

Qin Shuang shook his head, cupped his hands again and said, "So it's Daxia Chen, I'm sorry for your disrespect. The world will leave now, and I won't bother you again in the future. Farewell!"

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

Many masters of the Tianxiahui followed the three main hall masters without saying a word.

Seeing their orders and prohibitions, their actions are like an army formation. They are indeed slightly stronger than Wushuang City. No wonder they can conquer such a huge country.

After they left, Chen Zhaofei went up to the crown of the tree and put Xiao Ling'er down. The Nurse Bodhisattva finally heaved a sigh of relief, and saluted Chen Zhao respectfully: "Hero Chen, Mr. Chen Engong, thank you again for saving my life, little old man."

"Forget it, when I lived in your house, I already expected such an incident, so it doesn't matter."

Chen Zhao didn't care.

If he took it seriously, he should have killed the killer just now to frighten a bunch of demons and monsters.

The reason why he didn't kill was certainly not because he cared about the two lucky sons of Fengyun.It's because he knows that Tianxiahui and Wushuangcheng are at a delicate time. Both sides are eyeing each other, and neither can swallow the other in one go, and they are extremely jealous of each other.

At this juncture, if Chen Zhao does something, it will cause the balance to become unbalanced, causing catastrophe and twists and turns, which will definitely affect the stability of the common people.

And of course his own luck.

This is a world of luck and destiny. If we really want to clean up the two sons of luck, Fengyun, who knows if there will be greater karma?

What if he was struck by lightning again?

Otherwise, why does Xiongba have to ask the mud bodhisattva to tell his fortune?

Is it just because of Xiong Ba's superstition?

In the end, he was the one who just came to this world, and the internal energy in his body had not fully recovered and cleared the level. If he encountered a real top expert, he could only be tied up.

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

……

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

Before they knew it, the three of them and one monkey had returned to the small mountain village. Xiao Ling'er couldn't help cheering when she saw her courtyard, and ran towards the house with a pair of short legs.

The fire monkey was quiet all the way, but at this moment it seemed to come back to its senses. It squeaked non-stop, jumped off Chen Zhao's shoulder, 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: "You hit the young ones, and the old ones came, mud bodhisattva, it seems that some people will not give up until they reach their goals!"

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

The mud bodhisattva was at a loss, but Xiao Ling'er cried out suddenly.

"What, there are outsiders at home?"

The mud bodhisattva's expression changed, and he subconsciously turned to look at Chen Zhao.

Is it...

Chen Zhao smiled lightly, and said: "The wind has no form, the cloud has no power, and the frost has no condensation. If you can combine the three breaths into one, of course it is the leader of the Tianxiahui, Xiongba."

As he spoke, he stepped into the courtyard.

The face of the clay bodhisattva hidden behind the artificial mask changed, and finally said nothing, just sighed, and followed Chen Zhao into the yard.

I saw a middle-aged powerful man standing in the middle of the courtyard. He was dressed in a luxurious 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.

Needless to say, this person is naturally Xiongba, the leader of the Tianxiahui.

(End of this chapter)