"Why can't you find those two people Xingzai when you go in?"

The fat man showed a hint of surprise, hid in the passage where the miscellaneous items were placed, and asked the man beside him.

He looked up carefully and confirmed that there were no two people who had just entered. Xingzai was also shocked, but he soon calmed down.

Perhaps because a force in his body flows through his brain with the agitation of his heart, he can always calm down faster than others.

"Acong, don't be anxious."

Xingzai continued to look at it while comforting his partner.

"Maybe they went to some dead corner."

"But this Zhuchang Village...maybe it's a good way for us to join the Axe Gang!"

Speaking of this, his eyes were full of flames, perhaps it represented all the dreams that this child grew up on the street had.

...

"Then what are you doing here?"

Yue Qiluo was very curious. After all, according to Zhao Wuyou's habits and actions, he definitely looked down on the so-called loser.

A smile appeared, his eyes seemed calm, and even more like he ignored him.

Zhao Wuyou guessed the meaning contained in Yue Qiluo's words.

"The loser is not necessarily really useless!"..

"What's more, among the losers, a useful seed can also be nurtured..."

Suddenly he looked at the corner where the garbage was piled up in Zhuchang Village and chuckled.

"Did you say I'm right?"

There was a ragged old beggar sleeping there!

The sleepy old beggar stretched, and a big yawn came, causing Yue Qiluo to tremble all over.

She felt an extremely terrifying crisis, and such a person was even more threatening than the two great demon kings of Toshima who had entered the realm of True Lord.

It can even truly erase her immortal Yang God!

‘This is the warrior at the peak of Pure Yang?’

The incredible thoughts changed, but Yue Qiluo denied it again, because the martial artist at the peak of Pure Yang would never have brought her such a threatening feeling!

"The existence above Pure Yang? Impossible! Isn't the path of a pure martial artist dead end?"

It was difficult to keep calm anymore, Yue Qiluo screamed out loud. She could make her lose her composure like this, and she could also know how shocked this incident had.

"Where did this world come from such a dead end?"

"As long as it is not a dead end, someone can make a big way out. It just depends on whether it is cost-effective, right?"

Zhao Wuyou bowed his hand in a rare way.

"Old Mr. Yang Shuchan!"

After such a long time, especially after making another breakthrough, Zhao Wuyou knew that the existence that could make him feel the crisis of life before was definitely a celestial immortal-level existence in Hedao.

There is such a figure in the northern ghost country, but the Northern Expedition Army can still maintain its invincible momentum, which only means that the Northern Expedition Army also has a level of master.

However, there was no sound from this person, which meant that either he himself didn't care about the world, or Yiyun Yehe was at the point where the people in the army didn't know it, and there must be some restrictions that prevent him from taking action at will.

Once his news leaks, people may determine his current situation.

That's why this person's news is kept secret.

Zhao Wuyou had an idea just after a slight speculation. The cabinet of the Northern Expedition Army where Chunyang Wufu was in charge could balance the Dao Sect's major true lords, so it was obvious... Behind the Northern Expedition Army, he could compete with the existence of Hedao Tianxian, was a Wufu character above Chunyang.

Only such a person can make the celestial immortals in the northern ghost country fear it!

Even...feeling threatened.

There will never be many martial artists in history who can achieve this condition. After all, martial artists are not a Taoist practice, they can only practice in seclusion. They all need to be tempered, their opponents, and more precisely, they need to fight!

The peak martial artists of Chunyang who were famous were not many in the old dynasty for three hundred years. After deducting those from the early days of the founding of the country and looking through the classics, the most likely ones had fallen into Zhao Wuyou's heart.

Looking at the old beggar in front of him again, it was obvious that he had just changed his clothes and did not change his appearance. Of course, Zhao Wuyou recognized him at first glance.

"I haven't seen such a powerful person in a long time..."

He didn't feel embarrassed, and he stranded his dirty hair, revealing a pair of bright pupils.

Yang Shuchan stared at Zhao Wuyou for a while, and finally repeated it again.

"That's amazing!"

This old man, who had already claimed to be invincible in the world in Beijing and the most powerful warrior in the world, said sincerely.

"Since I broke through to the realm of God, I have never seen such an unfathomable existence as you are!"

Then his tone became solemn.

"I wonder how you did it? You must know that apart from the particularity of my martial arts breakthrough and the special case of the person in the north, there should be no other powerful person of the Tao level in the whole world!"

"This is the will of heaven!"

A hint of funny expression spread out, and Zhao Wuyou's outlined corners of his mouth seemed to chuckle, and even more like a contemptuous smile.

"What the old man is talking about is the ubiquitous malice and the repulsiveness of the world?"

"At least at this time, God can't do anything to me!"

It’s like a normal chat, but it shows unparalleled confidence. It’s the arrogance that is not an opponent in a world!

Shocked by Zhao Wuyou's plain words, Yang Shuchan seemed to have never seen anyone pretend to be so pretentious and even pretend to be extraordinary.

"Yes, if God could do everything, how could this world die?"

Shaking his head, Yang Shuchan looked at Zhao Wuyou.

"So why did you come here for? Those martial artists... or... I?!"

The hunched figure stood up as he finished speaking.

An extremely powerful aura erupted, and the dirt around his body seemed to have been purified by something. What appeared again in front of Yue Qiluo was a middle-aged man who was about forty years old, without any wrinkles on his face, and only looked down on the mighty and suppressed the world.

The figure is not tall, but it seems to be the core of the entire world, as if the demise of heaven and earth cannot make it die.

What does my destiny mean to me, not to God?

The momentum he showed was!

"interesting..."

Never came into contact with such a powerful pure warrior, Zhao Wuyou's desire to fight in his bones became boiling.

Suddenly, between the two, one fat and one thin seemed to completely ignore their existence, walked over, swayed into the Zhucang Village, which also made them frown.

"Good seedlings, just stocking is not enough..."

After whispering something, Zhao Wuyou turned around and took Yue Qiluo and left here directly.

Since I discovered a pure martial artist of the same level, the Shanghai Stock Exchange has already met all his needs, and...

The method of detaining the gods has always existed, but he could feel that the Ming Tu Ghost King was also moving towards the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

Thinking of his cheap apprentice, Wuxin and others, his playful smile was hard to hide.

Regardless of Yue Qiluo's surprised expression.

‘It’s going to be interesting!’
Chapter completed!