Jiang Yinhuan looked at Chen Xinzhu aside and warned.
"Xiaozhu, your uncle's safety depends on you. You must be careful along the way and don't be careless."
Chen Xinzhu nodded, looked at Jiang Yinhuan and said.
"Sister Yinhuan, don't worry, I know the severity."
Jiang Yinhuan nodded and looked at the others.
"Xiaoye, take good care of your uncle."
"I will, Sister Yinhuan." Chen Xinye nodded repeatedly.
"Xiaolan, you too, Lao Ma, take good care of your master."
"Ms. Jiang, don't worry."
"Don't worry."
After giving instructions to everyone, Jiang Yinhuan took another deep look at Chen Wenjing.
"Remember to write to me when you get to Zhoucheng. I'm leaving."
After saying that, Jiang Yinhuan turned around and mounted his horse.
"drive!"
Soon the woman's figure disappeared from the official road.
Chen Wenjing looked at this scene, sighed softly, and said.
"Let's go too."
Soon, the group was on the road again.
On the official road, the carriage moved forward alone.
…
Under a big tree not far from the official road, an old man in black was sitting cross-legged, with a seven-foot spear beside him.
This man's name is Mao Weng. He has been in the world for decades and is a well-known third-rate master in the Luoshan martial arts world.
It's a pity that after reaching the twelfth level of the inner Qi realm, there is no progress in twenty years, and there is no hope for the future.
Mao Weng had no choice but to give up the extravagant hope of breakthrough and instead train his own son.
His son is also quite impressive. Just after turning forty, his cultivation has reached the twelfth level of the Inner Qi Realm.
It can be considered that there is a glimmer of hope to achieve second-rate status.
Mao Weng was naturally more concerned.
However, Jianghu is full of surprises.
Not long after, the proud son Mao Weng was beheaded on the spot for his many evil deeds.
After Mao Weng learned the news, he was sad and extremely angry!
I just wanted to avenge my son, but I was disappointed to find that my enemy was actually a second-rate master and a famous hero in Luoshan - Chen Wenjing.
Just when Mao Weng thought that he would never be able to take revenge in this life and could only die with regrets.
Something happened to the enemy.
Mao Weng spent a huge price and finally figured out the whole story.
After learning that his great enemy had lost his cultivation and became a paralyzed invalid, Mao Weng was overjoyed.
He exclaimed again and again, God has eyes.
but.
Even so, Mao Weng still didn't want to let his big enemy go.
In order to avenge his son with his own hands.
Mao Weng made a lot of preparations.
But before preparations were complete, something unexpected happened again.
For some unknown reason, Chen Wenjing actually wanted to leave Luobei County and go to Qinzhou City.
Upon hearing the news, Mao Weng's first reaction was - this is a trap!
Then Chen Wenjing is a great hero of the generation and a veteran of the world.
Jianghu has so much experience that it is impossible to deliberately leave the city to die.
However, this is indeed an excellent opportunity. Even if it is a trap, I am afraid I still have to go through it.
So Mao Weng rushed to the road that Chen Wenjing must pass in advance and waited in ambush.
Sudden.
A black hawk flew from the sky, and Mao Weng stood up and took the letter from the black hawk's feet.
After seeing it, Mao Weng showed a look of surprise on his face.
"Then Jiang Yinhuan actually went back? OK, OK! Chen Wenjing, no one can save you now!"
Soon, an hour passed.
On the official road, a large carriage with two horses and four wheels came quickly.
Mao Weng's eyes lit up, here he comes!
Mao Weng moved his hands slightly, and he fired two flying knives straight towards the two big horses pulling the cart.
At the same time, he moved his feet and rushed towards the carriage quickly.
Chen Xinzhu, who was sitting in the carriage, felt the movement, instantly picked up two fruits from the table, walked out of the carriage, and moved his right hand slightly.
Just hear a bang.
The fruit and the flying knife collided, and both fell to the ground.
Chen Xinzhu looked at the old man in black coming quickly from a distance and said.
"Uncle Ma, stop on the side of the road."
The old horse quickly slowed down and stopped the carriage.
Chen Xinzhu got off the carriage and looked at the old man in black.
The old man in black, Mao Weng, also saw Chen Xinzhu stepping out of the carriage.
Although there was no expression on his face, his heart was in turmoil.
The moment Chen Xinzhu intercepted the flying knife, Mao Weng also noticed that there was a third-rate peak master with the twelfth level of inner energy realm on the carriage.
Although I'm a little surprised, it's not unexpected.
Instead, I felt relieved and thought that this was Chen Wenjing's confidence.
Until I saw Chen Xinzhu's face clearly.
Mao Weng was really shocked now. This third-rate peak expert is actually so young?
He looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old!
Before arriving at the carriage, Mao Weng looked at Chen Xinzhu carefully.
Let out a long sigh.
"Your Excellency has such cultivation at such a young age, which really makes me envious and jealous. It seems that the reason why Chen Wenjing dared to leave the city is because of Your Excellency.
I wonder, what is your relationship with Chen Wenjing?"
Chen Xinzhu looked at the old man in black across from him, his expression unchanged, and he said calmly.
"He is my uncle."
Mao Weng suddenly realized.
"So you are his nephew who became a member of the Huashan Sect? I didn't expect that just one year later, you would already have such a level of cultivation.
Fortunately, okay, if I wait a few more years and wait for you to enter the acquired realm, I'm afraid I will have no hope of revenge.
As for now, let me, a senior in the world, tell you a truth. The same cultivation level does not mean the same strength.
Today, you will all die here."
Having said this, Mao Weng looked at the carriage and said loudly.
"Chen Wenjing, you didn't expect this day to come. It's a cycle of nature and retribution.
You killed my son back then, and today I will kill your nephew in front of you, so that you can feel the pain I felt."
After speaking, Mao Weng pointed the spear in his hand at Chen Xinzhu.
"Young man, don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame your uncle."
Chen Xinzhu's expression remained unchanged and he replied calmly: "Are you done? Then let's do it."
Seeing Chen Xinzhu's reaction, Mao Weng chuckled.
"As expected of a Huashan disciple, your mental state is very good. However, when you die, will you be able to remain calm?"
After speaking, Mao Weng raised the spear in his hand.
He shouted: "Kill!"
The spear is like a dragon, piercing Chen Hsinchu.
Watching this scene, Chen Xinzhu's expression remained unchanged, and he gently clenched the hilt of the sword with his right hand.
A faint sound of eagle cry sounded around the scabbard.
In an instant, the sword was unsheathed.
A huge half-moon-shaped sword energy roared out and killed the old man in black.
Seeing this scene, Mao Weng was so frightened that he only had time to scream.
"Second-rate swordsmanship!"
The half-moon shaped sword energy is right in front of you.
In an instant, the old man in black, Mao Weng, was split in half, including the spear in his hand.
Blood splatters.
The two halves of the body fell to the ground.
All this happened so fast, and the battle was over before anyone else in the carriage could react.
Only Lao Ma witnessed this scene and was stunned.
Chen Xinzhu's expression remained unchanged and he put his sword back into its sheath.
He got on the carriage again and said to the old horse with his mouth wide open.
"Uncle Ma, let's go."
When the old horse heard this, he instinctively waved the whip in his hand.
Snap!
The two horses sensed the signal, slowly increased their speed, and quickly moved away.