The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 377 Ah Fa?

The death of the boxing god made many masters who watched the battle from a distance confused.

At the beginning, because of the deeds spread in Wudang Mountain, everyone thought that Zhao Yu had a high probability of winning.

Later, the kung fu god broke free from the fist lock, and his power was unparalleled for a while.

The people watching the battle couldn't help moving their winning faces closer to the kung fu god who had reached the pinnacle of his realm.

But even those with discerning eyes still felt that it was not that simple for Zhao Yu to block the last punch.

But in the end...

Zhao Yuying was weird, and the master of boxing died inexplicably.

"The killing of immortals on the top of Wudang Mountain seems to be true!"

Many masters watching the battle, this time, completely believed the rumors about Zhao Yu Wudang Mountain beheading the immortal.

But among these felt rolling masters, two masters standing in different corners frowned slightly.

"Master, this breath..."

Under the outer north city, inside a small tea shop.

Because of the changes in the capital, many people who had been having tea and resting had already disappeared.Even the shopkeeper is hiding in the backyard, not daring to show his face.

But at this moment, in this empty teahouse, sitting beside a table full of oil stains, was a man who looked to be in his thirties.

The person who spoke just now was a big monk standing beside the man holding an alms bowl.

At the moment when the boxing god was killed by Zhao Yu, everyone else was at a loss, but this monk frowned slightly.

He seems to be very familiar with the aura flowing out of Chengtian Gate!
The man called the master by the great monk held up the teacup with no expression on his face, took a sip of the coarse tea, and stared in the direction of Chengtianmen without saying a word.

After a while, the small cup of tea was finished by the man.

Putting down the teacup, the man got up and left a penny on the table, then turned and left this humble teahouse.

The great monk followed closely behind, and the two walked out of the capital one after the other.

Outside the city gate, the heads of the widows of the supervisory headquarters were still hanging on the city wall.

The man looked at the heads with frightened expressions, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"Amitabha, sin..."

The accompanying monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.

The man turned around, reached into his arms, took out a long brocade box, and handed it to the great monk beside him.

"Master, this?!"

The moment he saw the brocade box, the monk's face changed suddenly.

"It's time for him to come out and move around..."

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the official road outside the capital. His figure seemed to be unhurried, but in fact it took less than two breaths, and the figure of the man was no longer visible outside the city.

The great monk stayed where he was, looking at the brocade box in his hand, frowning.

"Hey……"

In the end, the great monk just sighed, and gently opened the brocade box Xuanji.

In the brocade box that the man handed him, there were three seemingly ordinary Zen incense lying quietly.

……

Outside Chengtian Gate.

Zhao Yu waved his hand to disperse the blood mist around him.

Lifting his right hand slightly, the Xueyin Knife fell into his hand in an instant.

The sword glow suddenly rose, and the thick Chengtianmen was instantly smashed to pieces by the terrifying sword glow.

Inside the Chengtianmen, there are tens of thousands of elite soldiers waiting in formation.

Zhao Yu dragged Xue Yin Dao, and walked towards the Chengtian Gate step by step.

Erha struggled to get up, together with Jiang Yuyan, planned to follow Zhao Yu into Chengtianmen.

As for Shen Lian and Lu Jianxing, they had already been stunned by the strength of the boxing god during the battle.

It was also fortunate that the two of them had practiced the Shenzhao Sutra, otherwise they would not have just fainted under the shock of that terrifying energy.

"You stay here!"

Zhao Yu continued to drag the saber forward, but the voice reached the ears of Jiang Yuyan and Erha behind him.

"Master?!"

Jiang Yuyan looked at the tens of thousands of elites in Chengtianmen, and her tone was somewhat eager.

"Leave!"

Zhao Yu's tone was equally unquestionable.

At the same time, at the gate of Dongchang Yamen, a group of people surrounded Xin Wang and rushed towards Chengtian Gate.

"You can't kill Zhu Wushi!"

King Xin looked at Zhao Yu who was dragging his sword forward, and shouted loudly.

"Can't kill it?"

Zhao Yu turned around, looked at King Xin and his party, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up and said, "What did you say?"

"I said!!"

King Xin didn't answer, but there was a voice behind him that made Zhao Yu slightly stunned.

A man dressed as a guard walked around King Xin and came to Zhao Yu.

The guard lifted his visor, and Zhao Yu's pupils shrank suddenly.

Ah Fa? !
The guard of King Xin who surprised Zhao Yu was actually the last member of the Baolong clan who was said to have died in the Kingdom of Jin.

Zero hair!
Zhao Yu glanced at Ah Fa whose expression was a little bit wrong, and then glanced at Xin Wang who looked smugly aside.

"As long as Zhu ignores the Taimiao, you have nothing to do with him!"

Ah Fa looked at Zhao Yu and said expressionlessly.

"Ancestral Temple?"

Zhao Yu remembered that when the nine thousand year old rebellion broke into the imperial palace, the emperor and others hid in the Taimiao for the first time.

"Although Dagan's luck is broken, Guozuo is still there after all. The traitor Zhu Wushi is guilty of death by a thousand swords, but his surname is Zhu after all!"

King Xin stepped forward, looked at Zhao Yu and said, "Only if the name is right and proper, the one from Taimiao will not make a move.

Looking at the entire capital, the only one who can do this is His Highness! ! "

Looking at Zhao Yu who didn't say a word, King Xin continued: "You want Zhu Wushi's head, and my highness wants the big chair in Fengtian Hall.

You and I have different demands, but we have to face the same opponent, so joining hands with His Highness is your best choice! "

"what do you want?"

Zhao Yu pondered for a moment, then looked at King Xin again.

"You proceed to mobilize Jin Yiwei, Liu Xi mobilizes all the Dongchang soldiers, first take over the imperial palace guards, and then His Highness will naturally appease the tens of thousands of troops in Chengtianmen. In this way, the traitor Zhu Wushi is just a turtle in the urn, but... ..."

When he said this, King Xin turned his head to look at Jiang Yuyan who was standing not far away.

Jiang Yuyan heard the conversation between the two of them clearly, then stepped forward, reached out and took something out of her bosom, and handed it to King Xin.

Chuan Guo Yuxi! !
Seeing the Chuanguo Yuxi in Jiang Yuyan's hand, King Xin's eyes instantly became hot.

As long as he has this thing, he can use the identity of the blood of the royal family to command tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in the three major battalions in the capital.

Civil servants and military generals will naturally regard Zhu Wushi as a usurper. As the emperor, he is completely justified!

King Xin stretched out his hand tremblingly, ready to pick up the Jade Seal of Chuanguo that Jiang Yuyan had brought out.

But at this moment, a hand stretched out, blocking the gap between King Xin and Chuanuo Yuxi.

King Xin frowned suddenly, and looked up at Zhao Yu who was blocking him.

If it was the past, Zhao Yu would not mind exchanging Yuxi for Zhu Wushi's head.

But after the trip to Wudang Mountain, Zhao Yu's thoughts gradually changed.

Never entrust your own life in the hands of others!

(End of this chapter)