Yang Shang squeezed through the crowd, jogged for a while, and came to the eaves where the two of them were standing. He was panting, but he held his head high and called out: "Dad."
Xia Ze thoughtfully searched the crowded crowd in the distance, and finally found a child hiding behind an adult, trying his best to hide his figure, and said with a smile: "He Xu, come here, I can see you.
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When the swarthy boy heard Xia Ze's call, he was like a cat seeing a mouse. He got out of the crowd, smiled, and hurried to Yang Shang's side.
After all, he is a child from a small place. When he sees a big scene, he will inevitably feel scared.
There was no need for Yang You to speak. The child below stared into He Xu's eyes. His expression and even his heart were filled with sincere submission. He lowered his head and said, "What happened today is because my mother and I are at fault. Little brother, I will take my mother's place."
And I apologize to you and ask for your forgiveness."
He Xu is a straight person and seldom cares about these things, so he waved his hands and said with a smile: "This is not a big deal, I don't even take it to heart."
There is another reason. Those children and Yang Shang couldn't beat him. If Yang Shang's mother hadn't intervened, I'm afraid He Xu would have become famous in one battle today!
Yang Shang suddenly had a determined look in his eyes, clenched his fists, turned his head and shouted to Xia Ze above his head: "One day, I will challenge you like my father!"
Yang You couldn't help but murmured in his heart: "It's my seed."
Xia Ze crossed his arms across his chest without slacking off. He gently lifted out the Lihuo Sword in his hand and drew out a few gorgeous sword flowers. He put the sword behind his back and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
He Xu, who thought he was acting like a hero, was a little unhappy when he heard this, and shouted: "Hey, hey, mani mani, you just asked me to beat you down, why are you so arrogant now? You
If you want to challenge my master, you must defeat me first."
He circled around Yang Shang, who looked embarrassed, and sighed: "My martial arts skills are not good at all. I am only a little better than ordinary martial artists."
A bean flew down from the top of his head and hit He Xu squarely on the back of the head. He endured the pain and pretended to be serious: "My master is a man who stands at the pinnacle of martial arts. He is not the kind of showman who plays tricks.
It’s okay to be scornful.”
He Xu turned his head and bared his teeth at Xia Ze, indicating that he was trying to build up momentum for him. There were so many people, so he should save some face for him.
Xia Ze spread his hands, feeling helpless.
Yang You, who had been ridiculed by He Xu, couldn't help but retort: "What about you? How amazing are your qualifications..."
When He Xu heard this, he immediately became happy. He clenched his fists and pointed his thumb at himself: "Me, that's a big deal. I am a benchmark in martial arts. How high I am is how high my martial arts is!"
The kid opposite looked at He Xu's arrogant look and secretly complained in his heart, "You don't seem to be very advanced in martial arts for your size..."
After saying goodbye to each other, Yang took his family and headed back home.
The light in his eyes was flowing, and the light in the distance was like a roc spreading its wings and soaring upwards. In the blink of an eye, it had crossed thousands of miles and rushed to this place with great momentum.
Wu Zhuan on the side suddenly said: "The assassins sent by Da Qi, directly under the command of King Cao Zhou, Cao Bing, came for the Lord. There were about a hundred people, all carrying formation tokens and extremely lethal magic weapons. No.
Easy to deal with."
Xia Ze nodded: "What realms are they? Are there five upper realms?"
Wu Zhui rarely used the honorific tone and said with a smile: "In the entire Piaomiao Prefecture, including me as an eleventh level Qi refiner, there are only a few in the fifth level."
Xia Ze took out a bag of brochures from the square inch object and threw it to Wu Zhuan. The latter took it and was shocked when he felt the full spiritual energy coming from the brocade bag.
"I had a fight with Xun Yin of the Treasure Gathering Sect a while ago. He gave it to me. I'm not in a realm enough to open it, and besides, the distance is not too far. This is the only thing I can give you." Speaking of the gift.
When he said these two words, the young man felt a little guilty, but he quickly smiled and said, "You had expected that Da Qi would not let me arrive smoothly, so that's why you came?"
Wu Zhui turned his hand, and a green jade wat fell on his palm. For a moment, it seemed that his heart was connected to it, and the heaven and earth were grateful, and a heavy blue rain began.
There was something strange about this heavy rain. Instead of getting wet when it hit my body, it actually gave me an indescribable feeling of comfort.
No matter how big the scene was, Wu Zhuan was still trembling with excitement when he encountered this bag filled with high-level magic weapons: "The old slave is in a bit embarrassing situation. After all, it was just a land the size of a sesame seed before. Just because
My lord received the divine inheritance from Taiyi Tianzun, and he ascended to heaven with his chickens and dogs. It seems that everyone in the Piaomiao Province respects me, but secretly they want to use all possible means to break my divine power."
"All the forces in Piaomiao Continent and even Jiuzhou were greedy for a gift from heaven like my lord, until my appearance disrupted their plans and prevented them from setting traps secretly. The Daqi royal family seemed to dislike me for this
The Five Mountains Zhengshen's control is too broad, and even the Great Zhou Dynasty is still unwilling to let any mountain become the place where I sit."
Xia Ze suddenly asked: "I heard that the gods of rivers and mountains sit on the top of a certain river and mountain. They are equivalent to saints in half a small world. Their killing power can rise to one level, right?"
Wu Zhuan nodded: "The meaning is similar. According to the reports, Daqi and Dazhou seem to be determined to put aside their shame and divide a certain legendary floating mountain in the sky with me. This is obviously to separate me.
The God of the Five Mountains rushed to a place out of reach of Piaomiaozhou. Besides, I don’t know where the mountain is in Kyushu at this moment. Where can I find it for him..."
Xia Ze burst into laughter because Wu Zhuan, the aloof and righteous God of the Five Sacred Mountains, cursed at the last moment with a very local flavor.
The man sighed faintly: "This situation really makes me cry. If I leave Yunxi Town, my lord will be greeted by an endless pursuit. But if he stays in Yunxi Town, although this old slave can protect me,
My lord is careful, but if I run out of fifteen years of life, my lord will not be able to escape reincarnation. In contrast, I might be able to make a difference by taking a gamble."
Xia Ze stared into Wu Zhui's eyes: "The gods have a way to predict the heavens. What about you, Old Wu? Have you done it for me?"
Wu Zhui was speechless for a moment, with a look of disappointment on his face. After a long time, he muttered: "Forget it, except for the boundless darkness, there is only a little glimmer of light."
The young man's brows gradually softened, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "That's enough."
Wu Zhuan's expression was a little gloomy: "There are very few reasonable people in Jiuzhou, so I have been holding back my grievances for a long time. I came here today to devote all my cultivation skills to have a good fight and negotiate with Daqi."
..."
As he was talking, he suddenly heard the young man say: "Would it be nice if there were mountains?"
Wu Zhuan nodded. Before he could reflect on Xia Ze's words, he saw something coming from Xia Ze.
Wu Zhui took it, and when he took a closer look, he had mixed feelings in his heart. He naturally recognized this scroll. It was a gift from the painting sage Wu Dao, which was used to suppress the spirit of gods and demons in Xia Ze's body and to train his fist skills.
The preciousness of the immortal artifact is beyond words.
"Lord, this is too precious..." Wu Zhuan raised his head and saw Xia Ze bowing slowly.
"Old Wu, I'm tired of today's work." Xia Ze gathered up the long sleeves of his green shirt, bowed slightly, and bowed under the moonlight.
This is the highest mountain I, Xia Ze, have ever seen on a long journey.
Wu Zhui wiped away the tears on his face and bowed in return.
"My lord, my old slave Wu Zhui, take the first step. I will definitely fulfill my mission today!" Wu Zhui stood up, the light shone brightly, and a five-clawed golden dragon appeared on the bright yellow cloud and brocade robe, with its teeth and claws dancing.
Xia Ze didn't say anything, but suddenly thought of something, and asked: "Old Wu, I heard that you helped my sister-in-law a lot..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Zhuo's original awe-inspiring appearance disappeared, and he hastily left a sentence: "Old slave, please retire."
Xia Ze looked at the empty place in front of him and muttered: "I knew there was something going on between them..."
In just one cup of tea, Wu Zhui's figure was hanging in the sky, holding a jade wat in one hand. The golden five-clawed flying dragon on the bright yellow Yun Jinlan robe flew out and surrounded him, swallowing clouds and mist, roaring.
more than.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of monks arrived here across thousands of miles, with varying levels of cultivation. They were all covered in black veils, holding magical weapons, and full of murderous intent.
"Isn't this guy from the eleventh realm? Why does he suddenly seem to be a different person? Could it be a scam?" someone said.
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked embarrassed, but it was difficult to disobey the king's order, so they had to bite the bullet and move forward.
Dozens of golden rainbow lights suddenly surrounded Wu Zhuan, and the overwhelming magical weapons, one after another, blasted at Wu Zhuan in turn.
Wu Zhui just waved the jade wat frequently, drawing out streaks of green light, beating the people in the future until their flesh and blood flew everywhere. With the help of the golden flying dragon with its teeth and claws, for a moment, he was not defeated.
With five fingers like hooks, he grabbed a monk's head and exploded it. Then a flame rose from his palm, burning all the remaining soul. He smiled scornfully: "Is it necessary to cover your face? I know even if you don't tell me, it's that one
Sent by Cao Bing, who has a bad stomach."
In just a few moments, more than half of the monk killers had fallen into Wu Zhuan's hands. The tenth realm monk at the head saw that the situation was not good and immediately shouted: "Don't fight forcefully, set up a formation!"
The remaining monks, after receiving the oral instructions, immediately withdrew tens of feet, chanted the incantations, and various array tokens in their hands flew out in response. They occupied various directions in the southeast, northwest, and built up golden barriers. A towering tower appeared out of thin air.
The mountain smashed into Wu Zhui in the center of the formation.
Just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a large mountain rose up from where Wu Zui was hanging without any warning, smashing the fallen mountain into pieces and turning it into countless golden streams of light.
The air wave swept across, and the monks who had formed the formation were affected and flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
When they tried to use the wind to escape, they realized that it was already too late. The formation they used to deal with Wu Zhui had expanded thousands of times in the blink of an eye, completely blocking their escape route.
On the top of the mountain, there is a man, wearing a crown of ten beads and jade, wearing a royal robe, sitting on the throne that symbolizes the righteous god of the Five Mountains.
A jade wat with the word "Zhan" engraved on it fell, and countless Yin soldiers, ghosts and gods gathered here.