Martial Cultivator

The Eight-Armed Heavenly King Meng Changlong took a few steps back, stood still, stared at the young man in black shirt in front of him with a gloomy expression, frowned and said, "Your Excellency, you want to take a trip into this muddy water?"

In the crowd before, he had also heard that the young man in front of him killed the young woman from Changle Sect with just one move. With that kind of cultivation, he should be a martial artist close to the other side.

Of course, for Meng Changlong, the most important thing has never been the state of the young man in front of him, but his identity.

Being able to kill a monk from the Changle Sect without restraint is enough to show that he has an extraordinary background, at least not something that a sect like the Changle Sect can do.

Meng Changlong was in the Bailu State, and there were almost no scary people in the realm. But if the young man in front of him had an extraordinary status and the sect behind him was powerful enough, then he would not be someone he could easily provoke.

Even if it's just a dragon crossing the river, you have to weigh it carefully.

"Your Excellency should be able to clearly see the current situation. So don't you know what old man Yu has in mind?"

Meng Changlong sneered and said, "You have no connection with him, and you have to help such a person. Aren't you afraid that he will stab you in the back?"

Chen Chao looked at the eight-armed heavenly king and smiled and said, "It's not like we have no relatives or reasons. If my Taoist friends insist on killing the old manor owner, you might as well spread the matter and talk about it. If my Taoist friends are reasonable, I will Stop naturally."

"There's nothing to say. I just want to kill his father and son so that there will be no more people named Yu in Shenshui Villa!"

Meng Changlong snorted coldly, his energy and blood surging throughout his body.

Chen Chao said softly, "Then it depends on whether fellow Taoist's fist can hit him to death."

Now that the matter was over, Meng Changlong said no more, suddenly moved, took a long breath, and rushed towards Chen Chao, his murderous intent not concealed at all.

As a long-famous martial artist in Bailu Prefecture, he had long recognized that the young man in black shirt opposite him was also a martial artist. Therefore, when he got up, he did not hesitate at all, but suddenly collided with Chen Chao in front. The two pure martial artists They collided in an instant, Meng Changlong raised his hand and punched the door facing Chen Chao.

Chen Chao slapped Meng Changlong's forearm with his palm, and then slammed his shoulders into the opponent's heart. Meng Changlong took advantage of the momentum and leaned back behind him, and kicked out at the same time. The powerful energy was attached to his thigh, which can be said to be The momentum is strong and sinking.

Chen Chao punched the eight-armed king on the calf, causing him to lose his balance instantly. However, at the same time, he suddenly leaned forward and punched with both hands continuously. The ground fell on Chen Chao.

Chen Chao frowned slightly and put his toes a little on the ground.

He started to move backwards continuously, but Meng Changlong refused to give up. After the boxing frame was set, each punch was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the speed of punching was so fast, it was really powerful.

Chen Chao retreated to a big tree and raised his foot to support his body, but Meng Changlong suddenly punched out and hit Chen Chao's Tianling Cap.

Chen Chao avoided the punch, but the big tree behind him was not so lucky. It was hit by Meng Changlong's punch and broke with a snap.

As the big tree fell, the momentum of the punch continued to spread, directly smashing the big tree into pieces.

Wood chips were flying all over the sky, and Meng Changlong was like a god of war, with his strong energy overflowing and roaring non-stop.

Chen Chao seemed much calmer. Although Meng Changlong, who was opposite him, had been famous for a long time and was at the top of his game, when all was said and done, Chen Chao was not weaker than him no matter what.

After dodging Meng Changlong's continuous offensive, Chen Chao stretched out his hand to hold down one of Meng Changlong's arms, then punched out to break up the attack of the brave warrior in front of him, and then slapped the opponent on the heart with a palm. Only then did Meng Changlong When he reacted, it was too late. He wanted to punch Chen Chao again, but he already found that the energy in his body was constantly collapsing.

Chen Chao pulled hard, taking advantage of Meng Changlong's body to lean forward, and then pressed down the brave warrior's head, pressed hard, and at the same time bent his knees to hit the head in front of him.

Meng Changlong's expression changed drastically. At the beginning, he was still somewhat confident of winning. He felt that facing this junior warrior, he could quickly resolve the battle, but now the momentum was exactly the opposite. He was always at a disadvantage and almost had no chance at all. What room for resistance.

The young warrior in front of him obviously still has some strength left.

After Chen Chao bumped into Meng Changlong in front of him, he pushed his chin with a palm, then lowered his shoulders and hit the heart of the martial artist in front of him.

This time, the energy in Meng Changlong's body collapsed, and his body flew out uncontrollably, smashing into countless big trees, and then fell heavily.

There was even a large piece of blood falling from the sky.

Chen Chao stood there, watching this scene with no expression on his face.

Many of the monks who were watching were a little distracted watching this scene. Who was Meng Changlong? He was a famous martial artist in Bailu Prefecture, a strong man who had long been famous. How could he be so defeated today in front of an unknown young martial artist? quick.

What's happening here? !

Looking at the young man in black who stood there and seriously injured the leader of the state's martial arts without even drawing his sword, many monks had to think of a fact that they didn't want to believe, but it was extremely possible.

The person in front of me could not be that person, right?

After half a stick of incense, the Eight-Armed Heavenly King got up with difficulty and looked at Chen Chao with complex eyes. After a moment of silence, he softly said, "My skills are not as good as others. Thank you for your mercy, fellow Taoist, but I and Shenshui The grievances in the Villa will not end here. If you really want to protect the old man, it is best to kill him now!"

Chen Chao glanced at the long-famous martial artist and said calmly, "I don't know about the grievances between you. If you really want to seek revenge, it's between the two of you, but it's not related to you. I'm afraid you Taoist friends shouldn't do it." Take action."

Meng Changlong looked complicated and said nothing.

Chen Chao withdrew his gaze, looked at the many monks present, and said calmly, "If you have no enmity with Shenshui Villa in the past, if you dare to take the initiative to attack Shenshui Villa in the future, I will definitely pay you a visit when I find out."

"What is the relationship between Daoyou and Shenshui Villa?"

In the crowd, there were actually many former enemies of Shenshui Villa. Now they came to Shenshui Villa, not because of the fairy spring, but because they wanted to disturb the matter. Who knew that although the matter was disturbed, it would not be the same. Why is there another person coming out of nowhere?

"I have nothing to do with Shenshui Villa, but the eldest son of the old owner who died in the northern border does have something to do with me."

Chen Chao looked at everyone present and smiled and said, "I happen to be an official here, and now I am the commander of the left guard."

After hearing this, everyone fell silent.

"There is one more sentence that you should keep in mind."

Chen Chao looked at everyone present and said calmly, "Shenshui Villa, Daliang is safe."

…

…

The morning glow enveloped the entire Shenshui Villa, and the lake was sparkling with colorful ripples.

After the monks learned that the immortal spring had dried up, no one was prepared to stay here, but left one after another. As for those monks who had a grudge against Shenshui Villa, before Chen Chao left Shenshui Villa, at least they Don't dare to do anything.

As for Chen Chao's last words, many people will probably remember them in their hearts and not dare to do anything else.

There is great ignorance in the world

Liang's sect, but it may not be them.

Chen Chao was sitting in that remote courtyard. Opposite him were a father and son, the old owner of the village, Yu Canghai, and the young owner of the village, Yu Qingfeng.

Yu Qingfeng is still half a teenager now, and still has a childish look on his face. When he looks at Chen Chao, there is a lot of admiration in his eyes. Yu Canghai has a son at an old age, and he is the only child after the death of his eldest son, so he naturally loves him very much.

The old village owner said straight to the point, "I don't dare to deceive Mr. Chen. The fairy spring has actually dried up a few years ago. The fairy spring is a natural treasure and is a treasure of heaven and earth. But after so many years, it is reasonable for me to dry up. But I really I couldn't bear to see my youngest son destroyed along with Shenshui Villa, so I came up with this thing. I wanted to save Qingfeng's life. I have been upright and upright in my life, so I did such a shameful thing. It's really..."

Chen Chao asked, "The old village owner set up a trap. Why did you let the maid take the initiative to tell you? Is it because you don't want me to be involved?"

The old village owner nodded, "One third of it is because he is afraid of the power behind Mr. Chen, and the other seven is because Mr. Chen is a martial artist. He is so young and behaves in the world, but he is somewhat similar to me in the past, so he feels sympathy. I just didn’t expect things to develop like this, and I almost made a big mistake.”

Chen Chao was silent for a moment and said, "What happened last night, I saw that the old village owner's plan was not revealed at first. It was because the old village owner's eldest son died fighting for Daliang in the north. But this relationship will not let me Then he continued to take action, and the reason why he did what he did next was because the old owner stopped at the edge. "

The old owner was extremely ashamed.

Chen Chao looked at the old village owner and said calmly, "If the old village owner doesn't do that, I will definitely help him to the end for the sake of the old village owner's eldest son."

The old village owner was speechless, and finally just sighed heavily.

"Master Chen, I have another unkind request."

The old manor owner was silent for a moment, hesitating a little, but finally spoke and said softly, "I'm dying soon and won't live much longer, but I want to entrust this young son to Mr. Chen."

Chen Chao glanced at Yu Qingfeng and said, "There are quite a few places to go. I am now the commander of Zuowei. If the Young Master is willing, he can serve in the Zuowei Yamen. In the capital of Shenzhou, no one would dare to find Young Master." The problem for the village owner is that based on the talent of the young village owner, is it more suitable to practice Taoism rather than martial arts? "

Yu Qingfeng suddenly knelt down on the ground and said seriously, "I would like to become Master Chen as my teacher and serve Daliang."

Chen Chao looked at Yu Qingfeng kneeling on the ground and sighed, "I don't have the ability to teach others."