Chang Wuyi's idea is very simple. If the junior brother loses, then the senior brother will find the place for the junior brother. Chang Wuyi is bigger than Yin Wuwo, and Shi Wuzheng is bigger than Chang Wuyi. Now that the other senior brothers are not around, of course he is the one who comes forward.

An opponent with equal strength, a short stick of the opponent is incredible, appearing and disappearing from time to time, which is very difficult to deal with. He often has no intention of keeping the square and circles carefully. The sword light suddenly disappears, and although it will not gain the upper hand for a while, there will be no disadvantages.

After more than ten fierce battles, Chang Wuyi gradually became familiar with the opponent's moves and was about to press on him. The opponent took out a short stick that was exactly the same from somewhere. The two sticks were in his hand and the offensive increased sharply. Chang Wuyi was suddenly forced to get busy. Fortunately, Wudang's footwork was exquisite, and he was not surprised in the chaos, and he repeatedly resolved the crisis.

After dozens of fierce battles, the opponent's stick technique is incredible and he often fails to win back without intention.

Chang Wuyi was as depressed as Yin Wuwo, frowned and looked puzzled.

"His two sticks can be connected into one, that is the strongest way to use it." said the old man.

Chang Wuyi suddenly realized when he heard this and nodded, "So that's it, no wonder he feels so strange."

At this point, all the Wudang and the three of them were defeated. The old man didn't mind at all and continued to watch the battle on the field.

What Chu Xiang didn't expect was that until the end of this round of the game, Song Wang Zhang Zhen, who did not appear among the top ten masters, did not appear, and there were many other Danjin masters, but they did not see any amazing geniuses.

"Why didn't there be any expert like Wumingzi appear today?" Song Xiaoting asked Chu Xiang in a low voice.

"Some people are already crazy. Who dares to let the geniuses in their sects appear? The seedlings that have been cultivated are not worth it here." The old man said, helping Chu Xiang answer Song Xiaoting's question, and also reminded Chu Xiang again.

"They shouldn't dare to do anything randomly in the city, right?" Chu Xiang said.

"There are half-in-the-ground people, what's the difference between the city and outside the city?" the old man sneered.

Thinking that he was also in the city last time, Chu Xiang's face darkened. He underestimated the situation a little, thinking that the control was strict during the game, so he relaxed.

Who is the most terrifying person in this world?

People who are not afraid of death.

Song Xiaoting grabbed Chu Xiang's arm again. Last time he stopped him from playing, but this time he was simply nervous.

The few people left in a hurry. After the crowds around dispersed, they followed the old man to visit Shi Wuzheng.

Shi Wuzheng was very injured, with a comminuted wrist fracture, his entire arm was damaged by internal force, and his qi and blood were corrupted. Fortunately, he knew how to treat it in time, otherwise the hand would be disabled.

The result of Danjin master's attack was already calculated. If the man hadn't been determined to kill Shi Wuzheng and insisted on leaving Shi Wuzheng and attacked with all his strength, Shi Wuzheng's arm would have to be crushed.

With people from the master's sect taking care of him, Gongsun Qi didn't need to be busy with work. Chu greeted Gongsun Qi and the old man, and the four of them left the hospital.

"The old man just told me that there are many immortals coming to Wucheng. Those people are more unscrupulous than him. We should be careful." Chu Xiang said solemnly.

"Even Lao Shi dares to attack, and these people do not seem to have any scruples." Gongsun Qi said.

"I'm going to leave. I've arranged someone to take Xiaoting back to the base. Please help me take care of me in secret." Chu Xiang said, and Song Xiaoting saw his lips slightly moving, and he couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Okay." Gongsun Qi nodded without hesitation. He knew that Chu Xiang's identity was sensitive. In this undercurrent Wucheng, leaving was the best choice.

"Let's go and have a good meal." Chu Xiang said.

The small wine shop was already full, but unfortunately, there was no sign of Zhang Zhenbian. The four of them sat down at the snack bar next door, ordered some wine and meat, and had a full meal.

"There is a problem. I wonder if you have noticed it. Have you noticed that he has never been drunk for the first time when he met his senior for the first time. He has been drunk twice in the past few days." Gongsun Qi said.

Chu Xiang frowned even more violently, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Does the person who has something to do get drunk faster?"

"Yes." Gongsun Qi answered affirmatively.

"There are not many things that can make seniors feel a headache." Chu Xiang said.

"not much."

"Let's go to Nanhua Villa." Chu Xiangdao paused.

Seeing that Chu Xiang and his friends were about to leave, the old man from the wine shop came over and handed a note to Chu Xiang: "The one named Zhang gave it to you."

When Zhang Zhenbian left a message, Chu Xiang frowned, opened the note and saw a few sloppy words on it: leave Wucheng quickly.

Chu Xiang frowned, kneaded the strips into a ball and held them in his hands, his face solemn.

"How is it?" Gongsun Qi asked.

"Senior, please let me leave Wucheng as soon as possible." Chu Xiang whispered, the gathering sounds turned into a line, only Gongsun Qi could hear it.

"Senior borrowed the sword to fight with King Song." Gongsun Qi was shocked and said in a deep voice.

"Let's go." Chu Xiangdao took Song Xiaoting's hand and headed towards Nanhua Villa. This incident revealed a strange atmosphere. No master appeared in today's challenge. This was already abnormal. Some people may have taken risks.

Although she couldn't hear what the two said, Song Xiaoting understood that something must have happened. She held Chu Xiang's hand tightly, looking very nervous.

The Nanhua Villa was much quieter than at the last martial arts conference. The Zhike Monk at the door changed to a young monk. When the person in front of him said that he was the demon king Chu Xiang, the Zhike Monk hurried in to report.

Soon, the monk Zhike returned and took four people in. After the second gate, the monk was standing by the door with a smile.

"Hello Master." The four of them asked.

"Long time no see." Leyin said with a smile.

"Master, where is my disciple?" Chu Xiang asked, calming down.

Leju's pace slowed down and his face remained unchanged. He said with a smile: "Please follow me."

"You guys wait for me here." Chu Xiang said to the three of them and followed Yin to the backyard.

In the backyard, Xiaoliang has indeed become a bald man, wearing a brand new red monk robe.

"It's true." Chu Xiang smiled bitterly.

"The donor actually had an expectation and sent him here. It was obvious that he wanted to be a human beauty. Thank you." Leyin said with a smile and took the initiative.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to pursue it with you." Chu Xiang waved.

"The donor's heart!" Li Yin clasped his hands with a smile and left the backyard.

"Brother Chu." Xiaoliang ran over quickly when he found Chu Xiang.

Chu Xiang touched Xiaoliang's bald head and asked with a smile: "Is it okay to be here?"

Xiaoliang smiled shyly with a round face, "Several masters are very nice to me."

"Then you stay here in the future." Chu Xiang said.

"Um."

As soon as Chu Xiang finished speaking, a young monk wearing a big red gold-painted robe walked out of the abbot's room.

"Are you a senior brother?" Chu Xiang said angrily.

"The donor's eyes are as sharp as a torch." The little monk with a red golden robe tied together.

"There is something that needs your help." Chu Xiang said.

"But it's okay." The little monk should be very happy.

"Help me take Xiaoting back." Chu Xiang knew why he agreed so readily. How could he not be happy if he got such a good junior brother in vain?

"good."

The little monk had just finished speaking, but he returned because the big monk left.

"Donor, someone outside is staring at you." Master Leyin looked a little solemn when he looked at Chu Xiangdao.

Chu Xiang nodded and said to the little monk: "This is not a trivial matter."

"Pack to me." The little monk took a lot of money without hesitation.

"I arranged for her to leave with the military's convoy at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, you can do whatever you want." Chu Xiang said.

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry, I'm so angry, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy,

"Yes." The great monk respectfully united the tenth. The generation of the Le generation is the highest power of the Nanhua Academy, and Mingdao is the top master among the ascetic monks. These four people need to be dispatched, and Leyin understands the importance of it.

"Thank you." Chu Xiang said seriously.

"There is no need to thank you between you and me." The little monk was in a good mood.

"Do you have any free room to give me a sleep?" Chu Xiang said with the right words.

"The rooms A, B, C and D are all empty." Le Yin said.

"Be careful in everything." The little monk reminded.
Chapter completed!