The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 372
puff!
After Zhao Yu's last words fell, Wuming, who was seriously injured, spat out a mouthful of blood again and passed out.

His mind is already in a state of confusion, even if he can wake up, his realm will plummet.

However, Zhao Yu made it clear when he entered the capital.

Anyone who stands in his way today must die! !

Looking at Wuming who passed out, Zhao Yu slowly raised the snow drink in his hand.

A chill permeated the sharp blade.

The blade flashed, and a generation of martial arts legends was about to die here.

Suddenly, the mutation reappeared!
Two sharp sword lights, one left and one right, came straight towards Zhao Yu.

As soon as Jiang Yuyan's expression changed, she was about to step forward to resist, but Erha, who had a ferocious face, remained indifferent to these two sword lights that were not inferior to the previous Wuming's sword intent.

Because he was born with the ability to perceive danger, he could tell that the target of these two sword lights was not Zhao Yu, but the snow drink in Zhao Yu's hand.

With a turn of the blade, it swung left and right, cutting off the two sword qi.

At this time, two people were standing in front of Wuming who passed out.

Zhao Yu is familiar with the swordsman on the left.

On the way to Wudang Mountain, not far from the capital, I encountered the Twelve Demons of Tianchi.

And the swordsman on the left is the sword master who killed the twelve evil spirits with one sword, Dugu Sword!

As for the person on the other side, Zhao Yu had never seen him before.

It's just that seeing the long sword in the man's hand, Zhao Yu also guessed a thing or two.

Because the long sword held in this person's hand is generally the same as the hero sword in Wuming's hand.

Sword Emperor, Mu Yingxiong!

"Sword Master? Sword Emperor? What a big battle..."

Zhao Yu looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, and turned the blade with Xueyin in his hand.

Before Dugu Jian could speak, Mu Yingxiong at the side helped Wuming up by himself, turned around and was about to leave.

It seemed that he was sure that Zhao Yu would not make a move.

Or, even if Zhao Yu makes a move, he is sure that the Sword Master will not ignore it...

"Ah……"

Looking at Mu Yingxiong's actions, Zhao Yu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and the killing intent gradually rose on the blade in his hand.

And Mu Yingxiong, who had his back to Zhao Yu, seemed to have noticed something strange.

It's just that he still didn't look back, and just said lightly: "Even he is not your opponent, and I can't stop you, it's just..."

Speaking of this, Mu Yingxiong turned around and glanced at Zhao Yu, to be precise, he looked behind Zhao Yu.

The meaning of the threat is self-evident.

If Zhao Yu let Wuming go today, everything would be fine.

If Wuming died under Zhao Yu's knife today, then he would not be able to do anything to Zhao Yu, but the four people behind Zhao Yu...

Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Mu Yingxiong who had walked dozens of steps.

Kill Mu Yingxiong?

Zhao Yu knew that unless this guy beat him to death, he would die in his hands.

Once he has no intention of fighting and wants to leave, Zhao Yu will not be able to stop him!

Zhao Yu, who was being targeted by a master who had reached the pinnacle of martial arts, and whose golden bell was about to break the mirror, naturally didn't care because he was rough-skinned and thick-skinned.

But among the four people behind him, including Erha, who has practiced the indestructible magic of King Kong, who can resist Mu Yingxiong's sword?

Thinking of Zhao Yu here, Xue Yin was on the edge of the blade, and his energy was exhausted.

Killing decisively... sounds better than being indecisive.

It's just that when a person faces a choice personally, how many people can do the former?
Zhao Yu doesn't have much ambition, to aspire to the top of the world or to dominate the martial arts world?
For Zhao Yu, it was purely full of food!

If it wasn't for Zhu Wushi's terrific actions this time, Zhao Yu wouldn't be so crazy.

But being threatened by others is not a smooth thing after all.

After Mu Yingxiong left, Dugu Jian looked at Zhao Yu.

"Even if you kill Wuming, he will only seek revenge from you, and will not vent his anger on others."

Originally, apart from his special liking for swords, the sword master who never liked to chat nonsense with others, but now when Zhao Yu walked by, he said something extra for the first time.

Zhao Yu with a gloomy complexion didn't pay attention to this guy, but bypassed Dugu Jian and walked towards Chengtian Gate again.

"I can tell that your sword intent is integrated into me, and you and I will inevitably fight..."

Dugu Jian looked at Zhao Yu who was going away, and whispered to himself.

……

Wuming was defeated. If the Sword Master and Sword Emperor hadn't appeared at the same time, he might have been beheaded by that lunatic.

But after such a crop, the road behind has been much smoother.

In less than two sticks of incense, Zhao Yu, carrying a knife, had already arrived outside Chengtian Gate.

Standing outside the city pavilion was Zhu Wushi with a livid face.

And behind the Chengtian Gate, more than 1 elite guards of the imperial city are already waiting in full force.

"Hahaha, Zhao Yu, do you still recognize this old man?!"

Zhu ignored the fact that the emperor hadn't spoken yet, but Jue Wushen stepped forward and laughed loudly.

"Absolutely no god."

Zhao Yu looked at the city wall, laughing wildly, and just when he was about to make a sound, a strong wind suddenly blew up on the right side.

Shen Lian, who was on the right behind Zhao Yu, was the first among them, and was blown away by a burst of energy.

"drink!"

The energy passed by Shen Lian, and Erha let out a loud shout, and the golden glow all over his body reappeared.

And even so, he was forced to retreat several steps under this terrifying energy!
Zhao Yu turned sideways without hesitation, and slashed out the snow drink in his hand, dispelling the terrifying energy.

"Return my son's life!!"

At the same time, a restless roar came from the side door on the side of Chengtianmen.

Rumble!
Although the arches of the imperial city are only side doors, they are also made of heavy wood and weigh a thousand catties.

But after this roar, the side door exploded, and the sawdust scattered in all directions with a sharp force.

Some sawdust even shot onto the city wall, and among them several inner court masters who were not low in martial arts were killed by the scattered sawdust.

In this energy, killing intent pervades.

Zhao Yu saw it clearly, after the sawdust shot into the body of the inner court master, the energy contained in the sawdust exploded again.

Clouds of blood mist exploded above the city wall.

"Who is Zhao Yu?! Give me back my son's life!!"

When the dust settled, a burly man with disheveled hair was seen roaring insanely.

A pair of iron fists kept swinging, and waves of strength surged from the iron fists. A large part of the imperial palace walls made of stone were demolished by this scattered strength.

"This is your backhand?"

Standing on the top of the wall, looking at the maddened man below, and sensing the incomparably fierce agitation, Zhu Wushi turned his head to look at Jue Wushen.

"Not bad!"

There was a sly smile on Jue Wushen's face, but his eyes were fixed on the roaring strong man below the city.

"Zhao Yu, the idea of ​​using your subordinates, widows, women and children to force you to show up, came from Xichang Yuhuatian!

But you don't know that it was the old man who cut off the heads of those women and children and hung them on the four gates of the capital.

When you entered the city, did you see clearly?Hahaha! ! "

Jue Wushen took a step forward at this time, looked at Zhao Yu below with satisfaction, and said loudly.

Zhao Yu didn't say a word, but shifted his gaze from the madman to the city wall.

boom!
Zhao Yu bent his knees, and the next moment, dust and smoke rose from under his feet.

With the power of Xueyin in his hand, he slashed down, and a sword glow several feet away, approached the city pavilion where Zhu Wushi and others were standing!
And the moment Zhao Yu jumped up, the madman also heard Jue Wushen's words and looked over here.

Absolutely Wushen's words were definitely not to anger Zhao Yu, but to tell this madman who is the target of his trip!
(End of this chapter)