The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 342

Zhao Yu stopped.

It's not that he is afraid of these two saber qi, in fact, according to the strength of these two saber qi, it can't hurt Zhao Yu who is still running the golden bell at this moment,
The reason why he stopped was because behind him were Jiang Yuyan and Erha who couldn't move.

as well as……

Zhao Yu already knew where the escaped man came from!
The two people who stopped him in front of him held knives in both hands and were dressed in black. The weirdest thing was that they both wore a mask with a weird shape.

Guichaluo!
"Godless Absolute Palace?"

Zhao Yu looked at the two people blocking his way, and then recalled the figure of the fleeing man.

If as expected, the one who escaped should be Jue Wushen! !
"kill!"

The two Guichaluo didn't pay attention to Zhao Yu's question, they split the long knives in their hands to the left and right, and crossed to attack Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu didn't bother to talk nonsense, he stretched out his hands, and easily pinched the blade, and with a slight force in his palm, he broke the long blade.

The two Guicha Luo really wanted to retreat, but a flash of light flashed in front of their eyes, and then the whole world spun, and then fell into darkness.

After finishing off the two Guichaluos, Zhao Yu turned around and went back to the monastery, walking towards Jiang Yuyan and Erha.

When passing by the headless corpse of that silly man, Zhao Yu was slightly taken aback.

The one who escaped was Jue Wushen, so who was this idiot who punched hard?
Why did Jue Wushen hide in the dark, watching this fool fight himself desperately?

For his own head?

Zhao Yu shook his head, if that was the case, Jue Wushen should have appeared when he was repelled twice.

Worst of all, when he was fighting this idiot, he could easily capture Jiang Yuyan and Erha to threaten himself, so why wait for this idiot to die...

Desperate? ! !

Zhao Yu's eyes widened suddenly, and a vague memory flooded into his mind instantly!

"Fist crazy? The son of the god of boxing?"

Looking at the headless corpse under his feet, Zhao Yu could roughly guess where this idiot came from.

According to Zhao Yu's fragmented memory, if there is no mistake, Juewushen's famous stunt killing punch was comprehended from the words and phrases that this fool uttered!
In this way, it makes sense why Jue Wushen hid outside and never made a move!

Absolutely Wushen's goal is to make the idiot perform his last punch!
Zhao Yu guessed Jue Wushen's original intention very closely.

But he also ignored why Jue Wushen would bring Quan Chi to him from thousands of miles away...

……

Zhao Yu jumped over Quan Chi's corpse and came to Erha and Jiang Yuyan.

"You...huh?"

Zhao Yu, who was about to open his mouth to care about the two, found that there was something wrong with the expressions of the two.

Erha's arms were broken, looking miserable.

But the way this guy looked at him at this moment was somewhat strange.

Looking at Jiang Yuyan again, her pretty face was flushed, blood seemed to be welling up on her cheeks, and her eyes were evasive when looking at her.

"The inner breath is chaotic, and the blood is surging?"

Seeing the flush on Jiang Yuyan's cheeks, Zhao Yu immediately took a step forward, stretching out his hand towards Jiang Yuyan's forehead.

"what?!"

But Jiang Yuyan exclaimed, and subconsciously glanced at Erha, who was somewhat in the way.

Erha looks silly, but actually he has a lot of eyes.

Seeing Jiang Yuyan looking over, she immediately turned her head away.

At this time, a gust of wind swept across the Zen courtyard...

Zhao Yu suddenly froze in place, his eyes slowly shifted from Jiang Yuyan to himself!
"Made!!"

Zhao Yu seemed to be scalded, jumped up, covered the guy that was swaying in the wind, and went straight to the outside of the wall.

It turned out that when he resisted Quan Chi's last two punches hard, although he was running the golden bell cover all over his body, he blocked Quan Chi's violent punches.

But the raging force of the fist even lifted the surrounding soil several feet, not to mention Zhao Yu's clothes?
Under the berserk force of the fist, except for Zhao Yu's black silkworm armor that was close to his upper body, there was nothing left.

No wonder the two people in front of them reacted that way when they saw him.

However, if you look at the rivers and lakes, for thousands of years in the martial arts world, there are only precious armors and no precious trousers!

Now Zhao Yu is very puzzled, those super master fights, do they have to go through this experience?
Zhao Yu, who flitted out of the outer wall, took a look around, then gritted his teeth and stepped forward to pull off the pants of one of Guichaluo.

Although it was a bit shocking, it was better than being naked.

Zhao Yu, who put on his pants again, came to the two of them again.

"How's the injury?"

Zhao Yu glared at Erha who was holding back his laughter, then looked at Jiang Yuyan and said.

"The inner breath is messed up, and it should be fine if you adjust it!" Jiang Yuyan blushed slightly, and replied in a low voice.

Zhao Yu nodded, looked around, and then said: "Just adjust your breath here, and let's leave here after the injury stabilizes!"

Apart from the three of them, there were only three corpses left inside and outside the house.

As for the man in purple, the soles of his feet were oiled the moment Zhao Yu was sent flying by Quan Chi.

Now that I think about it carefully, the one who benefited from this accident was the purple-clothed man who absorbed more than half of Jiang Yuyan's skills!
But to Zhao Yu, that guy could escape the monk but not the temple.

Others don't know his details, so Zhao Yu doesn't know?

……

After Jue Wushen left Foren Temple, at the foot of the mountain, there were already several ghosts waiting for him.

Taking the reins from Guichaluo's hand, the group quickly left the town.

After the crowd galloped for about 50 miles, one of them, Guicha Luo Ce, who was wearing a golden Raksha mask, stepped forward and looked at Ju Wu Shen Dao tentatively.

"My lord, next..."

Jue Wushen reined in his horse and stopped, thought for a moment and said: "Take someone to Mount Song, and fetch something for me from Shaolin Temple!"

"Please tell the Lord!"

Jin Chaluo sat on the horse, cupping his fists and waiting for orders.

In Jue Wushen's mind, Zhao Yuli's unscathed figure once again appeared.

He has already grasped the essence of Jinchu boxing. With his martial arts talent, it is not difficult to realize more fierce boxing techniques from it.

But Zhao Yu's indestructible ability also left him with lingering fears.

Thinking of Jue Wushen here, he approached Jinchaluo and whispered something in his ear.

"Please rest assured, my lord, my subordinates will definitely live up to my lord's expectations!"

After saying that, Jin Chaluo turned his horse's head and galloped towards Songshan Mountain with the three Guichaluo.

"My lord, there is God of Tiedan over there..."

After Jin Chaluo left, another Guichaluo stepped forward and asked tentatively.

Jue Wushen heard the words, looked in the direction of Foren Temple, and said with a sneer: "Send the word to Zhu Wushi, just say that Zhao Yu's head, I will definitely send it to him!"

Golden bell jar?
If he can stop Quan Chi's killing, he wonders if he can stop his senior brother Quan Dao Shen?
(End of this chapter)