On the night when Zhan Chen lost sight of Zhou Ziru, another luxurious carriage came to Zhongyu City. It was pulled by eight tall magical beasts. The difference from other carriages was that among the carriages of this carriage
There is also a black and red flag painted on it, with a majestic black flame burning in the center of the flag.
The carriage was very fast, speeding along the wide road without scruple. Pedestrians quickly stepped aside for fear of being hit by the carriage.
When the car whizzed past and looked at the dust that was disappearing, people on the street dared to start whispering: Hey, which mayor of the giant city is here? Ten of them have been here in the past few days.
How many are there?
You guessed it right, that one is the car of the famous Lord of Black Ye City.
Wow, I heard that the Lord of Heiye City is an extremely beautiful woman.
Hehe, don't be a toad and want to eat swan meat. Common people with our strength have no chance to see the face of the city lord. We, we should just live our small lives peacefully.
Yes, the person in the carriage just now was Yin Meiru. At this time, she had just arrived at Zhongyu City from her hometown of Heiye City. The main purpose was to participate in Ouyang Zhongtian's birthday celebration.
The carriage drove straight to a quiet street in the south of the city, where there were luxurious courtyards, which were mainly used by Ouyang Zhongtian to arrange his most distinguished guests. Therefore, there were teams of guards patrolling both sides of the street, and no one was allowed to do so.
Ordinary citizens come and go here.
The carriage stopped in front of a luxurious courtyard, and there were already people waiting on the roadside. If Zhan Chen were standing here right now, he would definitely recognize the two leaders at a glance. One is his son Yinhen, and the other
One is his brother Zhou Ziru
The door of the carriage opened, and a graceful figure stepped out, lazily stretching out her jade arms.
When Zhou Ziru on the side saw this figure, his cold eyes instantly ignited with scorching flames, and he subconsciously wanted to go forward, hold her jade-like catkins, and help her get out of the car.
It's a pity that at this moment, a sneer came from the side: Leng Wuxin, what are you doing? Haven't you heard my mother say that no man is allowed to touch her except me?
This reminder was like pouring cold water on Zhou Ziru's head, extinguishing the fire in his eyes. In just a moment, his eyes returned to their original indifference and he retreated.
Yin Hen walked up to him, took his seat, gave him a look of disdain, and whispered a warning: "A slave, you must behave like a slave."
Then he turned his head again, took his mother's hand, and gently pulled her out of the car.
Yin Meiru looked at her son, a hint of fondness flashed in her eyes, and asked softly: Hen'er, how have you been in Zhongyu City these days?
Yin Hen's eyes flashed with excitement and he said: Mom, there are many delicious and fun things in Zhongyu City, but the most interesting ones are the beautiful ones.
Oh, tell me something good-looking. Yin Meiru asked with great interest.
Mom, what’s interesting is the Hundred Saints Martial Arts Tournament, and the most interesting thing is that this morning, I saw an acquaintance, and saw an interesting scene between him and our Leng Guard. When Yin Hen said this, he even glanced deliberately
He glanced at Zhou Ziru who was standing aside.
Yin Meiru saw something in his words and asked with a smile: Who is it?
This is the Xu Shan I met during my treasure hunt last time.
Was he the one who injured my son like that? It was so abominable, I really wanted to cut him into pieces. There was a ball of anger in Yin Meiru's eyes.
Mom, don't get excited. He is still participating in the competition in the suburban arena. We can't kill the grandson if we go there at this time. Besides, I hope Mom can give me a chance. I want my own revenge.
Yin Meiru was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said: That's fine, but since he can participate in the Hundred Saints Martial Arts Tournament, his cultivation must have reached the primary level of a Martial Saint.
What happened to the initial level of Martial Saint? Haven't I already reached the Great Consummation of Martial Emperor? In just a few years, I will be able to break through to Martial Saint, and then I will be able to kill him. Flames of revenge shot out from Yin Hen's eyes.
Yin Meiru looked at her son and shook her head helplessly. In a few years, there will be a huge sea of people in the entire Central Region. Where will she find someone?
Mom, what I want to tell you is not this, but that our chief guard Leng Wuxin actually recognized that Xu Shan, and the two of them met in the competition, and it turned out that this person you have always mentioned is the most capable person.
The general deliberately let the enemy go and was chased around by Xu Shan. In the end, he was the first to admit defeat.
A strange color flashed in Oh Yin Meiru's beautiful eyes, and then she looked at Zhou Ziru jokingly, waiting for him to give her a reasonable explanation.
Zhou Ziru was silent for a while and then said: That is a friend I met in Xuan Dao Sect. We lived together in this neutral area. I can't do anything.
Xuan Dao Sect Yin Meiru's eyes were full of hatred again. It was the Righteous Alliance that destroyed her Mo Luo Sect together, and her father also died tragically in their hands.
Leng Wuxin, please realize your identity. Now you are a guard at my feet. Any feelings you shouldn't have should be abandoned as soon as possible. I hope you can understand what I meant when I gave you the name Leng Wuxin.
Good intentions. Yin Mei said in a cold voice.
yes
That's right, you are just a slave of mine, a weapon, and do not need any emotions. If you have any unnecessary emotions, then please leave me. Yin Meiru continued to threaten.
Zhou Ziru struggled several times in his eyes, but finally failed. He could only hang his head and cupped his hands and replied: I understand, please don't drive me away. I am a loyal dog under your feet, a cold sword, and I am willing to fight for
You go to hell
Yin Meiru was very satisfied with his words of loyalty. These were the thoughts she had forcefully indoctrinated into Zhou Ziru in recent years, and she finally succeeded in training him to be her number one sword.
Okay, Hen'er, let's go in. I'm tired and want to rest for a while. Yin Meiru said lazily and pulled Yin Hen into the courtyard.
Zhou Ziru, on the other hand, could only accompany him carefully from behind, just like a loyal dog. He had lost all his dignity.
Turning to the arena on the outskirts of Zhongyu City, the Hundred Saints Martial Arts Tournament was in full swing, and Zhan Chen also ushered in one of his most powerful enemies in this tournament, Zhou Lanhui, a Martial Saint.
A powerful female warrior with high-level cultivation.
In the center of the arena, the two people stood opposite each other. Zhan Chen could feel that all the muscles in his body were trembling slightly, and he could hear the thumping sound of his heart. The sound of sighs from the audience could also be heard in the distance. He didn't
You need to listen carefully to guess the content.
However, at this moment, deep in his heart, there was an extremely firm voice telling himself: Challenge the limit
Yes, Zhan Chen's trembling at this time was not fear, but excitement, and his heartbeat was not nervous, but excited.
Zhou Lanhui, who was opposite, looked at Zhan Chen, who only had the preliminary level of Martial Saint, and obviously couldn't cheer up, and said: Xu Shan, you'd better admit defeat on your own, I'm too lazy to take action again.
No, I want to try to see where my limit is. This is a rare opportunity. Zhan Chen did not flinch, but took out the Yin Yang Fish and Dragon Sword and rushed towards her bravely.
What a waste of my time. Zhou Lanhui shook her head helplessly and scolded: "I was defeated with a sword thrust out, as fast as light, beyond the limit of Zhan Chen's reaction."
Eye of the Tao Zhan Chen had to use his cheating artifact immediately, and then he could barely see the path of her sword clearly, and raised his sword to block it in front of him.
The tip of the Dingjian pierced the spine of the sword, making a crisp sound. Zhan Chen felt a huge force coming from his hand, which was irresistible. Even with 80% Tai Chi creativity, it could only remove one million kilograms of power.
, but there is still a million pounds left
This blow could not be blocked at all. The Yin-Yang Fish-Dragon Sword could only slightly hinder Zhou Lanhui's sword, but she quickly broke through it, and the rapier continued to drive straight in, heading towards Qiang's chest.
At the critical moment of the Taotie Tai Chi Seal, Zhan Chen shouted loudly, and a Tai Chi Seal with a diameter of only ten centimeters appeared on his chest, firmly blocking this fatal blow.
The spectators sitting in the auditorium almost had their eyes popped out when Xu Shan blocked him. Originally, they thought that after this blow, the game was over.
Zhou Lanhui was also very surprised. This was the first time that she saw a junior warrior saint being able to block a blow from a high-level warrior saint. But today this miracle happened, and it happened to the young warrior she was dueling with.
Doesn't this prove your own incompetence?
She was enraged, the sword in her hand suddenly sped up, and attacks poured down on Zhan Chen like raindrops.
Zhan Chen, on the other hand, struggled hard in this stormy attack, using all his means.
However, those who are careful will find that there is no pain or endurance on his face at this time, but a faint smile, just like the brave old captain who is driving the boat alone and facing the wind and waves.
Because he knew in his heart that this was a rare experience for him. The suffering he endured and the pain he endured would eventually be transformed into bits and pieces of experience stored in his mind and body, turning into his most cherished experience.
Valuable experience.
This is such a precious experience. Outside the arena, Zhan Chen would never dare to challenge a high-level warrior saint. This would definitely lead to death, but on the arena, he finally dared to try boldly.
While Zhan Chen was struggling in the arena, the originally empty rostrum in the audience was filled without knowing when.
And in the middle of that row of seats, sat a dignified middle-aged man in a white robe. He had silver hair and a silver beard, and his eyes were like swords, making people dare not look directly at him, and even the people around him didn't dare to look directly at him.
He looked in awe. And he was Ouyang Zhongtian, the current lord of Zhongyu City.
At this moment, Ouyang Zhongtian was staring at the arena, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table from time to time, with a strange light shining in his eyes. It seemed that no one could guess what this big shot was thinking.
Suddenly, he made a move, raised his hand and pointed to the center of the arena, where Zhan Chen was trying his best to dodge Zhou Lanhui's attack, and asked: What is that kid's name?