Martial Cultivator

It seems that the gap between worldly warriors is not that big if they cannot use Taoism. The tall martial artist in front of him is also in the realm of the other side. He took advantage of Chen Chao to take a breath and suddenly took action. In fact, the timing was found very well, and the opportunity was just right. It's also thanks to the fact that this martial artist has not only worked hard over the years to strengthen his body and muscles, but also sparred with others from time to time, and even had several life-and-death battles, otherwise how could he have found the opportunity at this time.

But unfortunately, the opponent he faced was not an ordinary monk in the world, but Chen Chao.

Among the younger generation of monks, Chen Chao may not be the most advanced, nor may he have the most sophisticated means, but he certainly knows how to save his life best.

In an instant, Chen Chao, who should have been watching helplessly as the knife pressed against his heart and then penetrated his body, had a burst of energy in his body, which was immediately circulated by him to his arm, and then he stabbed it hard towards the long arm. When the sword was slapped, the blade deflected instantly. The tall warrior was seriously injured. This fatal blow did not achieve the desired result. His face changed and he wanted to withdraw the sword and retreat. Unfortunately, it was already too late. Chen The qi in the body is surging, like a wave pushing forward layer by layer, but it crashes away in an instant. The transformation between the old and the new has been completed at this moment.

The tall warrior's temple was slapped hard by Chen Chao, which instantly put him in a trance. Before he could recover, Chen Chao punched him in the heart and sent him flying.

The tall warrior's body flew upside down like a kite with its string cut off, smashing into the beams and columns in the small courtyard and stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Chen Chao's mouth.

Although forced ventilation solved the crisis this time, the consequences were not small.

Everyone subconsciously glanced at the place where the tall warrior fell, with some horror in their eyes. They had already gathered so many monks for this assassination. Where was the missing person on the other side of the sea of ​​suffering? According to common sense, the Chen Chao in front of him, let alone murder, is probably unable to survive until the current situation.

But what is the reality?

Since the beginning of the war, the sword cultivator who had the greatest hope of severely injuring the Chen Dynasty was now severely injured and on the verge of death. After that, this martial artist who was also in the Other Shore Realm died directly, and many other monks in the Bitter Sea Realm died.

And the young warrior in front of him only had blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth?

The expressions of the killers who were still alive were extremely ugly. They had known that the young man in front of them was extraordinary and a warrior who had killed demon geniuses, but they wouldn't be so powerful, right?

Everyone swallowed in unison.

"Kill him and there will be a big reward!"

Just when the situation reached a stalemate, one of the people standing around the small courtyard spoke indifferently. He was holding a red thread in his hand and his face was ugly. There will be heavy rewards for both the dead and injured, and if I can take off his head, I will personally ask for the reward!"

With such words of encouragement, the surviving killers looked at each other, and took the lead to rush out of a Kuhai warrior and slashed at Chen Chao with a knife. Chen Chao did not dodge or even draw the knife, but faced the blade and struck. Punched it.

How can human flesh and blood resist weapons made of gold and stone? This seems to be common sense, but at this moment, Chen Chao just smashed the long knife, which was probably of good quality, with one punch, and then took advantage of the situation to smash the martial artist in front of him away and into the main hall. He didn't need to look at it. I know that life is cut off.

Chen Chao exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked at the several other side monks standing behind the crowd, squinted his eyes and smiled and said, "You guys, with no realm, dare to say that you are other side monks?!"

Several monks remained silent and just formed seals silently. Now, everyone knows that it is a battle of life and death. Now even if you want a good death, it is impossible. The only possibility is to kill the young warrior in front of you.

That's all.

Chen Chao tightened the cloud mud in his hand and strode forward.

The group of monks in the Bitter Sea Realm with less than ten people left had no choice. When the last two warriors rushed out, they each pulled out a bright white thread from the palm of their hands, and then wiped it together. In an instant, the small courtyard was There was a bright light inside, and countless bright rays of light flew towards Chen Chao.

The monks' methods are ever-changing, and most of the time the martial artist can only avoid them. But it is a pity that the young martial artist they met has not been able to do anything since he appeared in the world.

From the moment he came into the sight of everyone in the room, he had never made any move to evade the monks. No matter whether he killed the qi-refiners when he said they would be killed in Tianqing County, or when he angrily scolded the old Taoist nun in the lobby of the Ministry of Punishments, Wan Liu later Yes, if Wei Xu hadn't taken action, I'm afraid Song Changxi would have died at his hands, and then he would have destroyed the Chongming Sect, and then he would have killed all the monks in Qingshui Mountain...

One after another, Chen Chao never made any concessions to the monks in the world.

Now that countless brilliance was flooding in, Chen Chao just slashed out with one sword. The bright sword light rose in front of him, and then he held it full of brilliance. After a moment, the sword light shattered many of these brilliance, and everyone was watching Before he could react, Chen Chao had already approached a monk in the Sea of ​​Bitterness Realm and slapped his palm on the monk's head. The billowing air exploded in an instant and smashed the monk's head into pieces.

A nearby martial artist from the Bitter Sea Realm tried to take the opportunity to deliver a knife, but his arm was broken by a punch from Chen Chao. After he fell, Chen Chao stepped on his chest and directly broke countless bones in his body.

Then Chen Chao let out a breath and stared at the monk from the other side who was closest to him.

That was a gray-robed Taoist.

After the latter's eyes met with Chen Chao's, he secretly thought something was wrong. Just as he was about to hand out another talisman, a sword light in front of him obscured his sight. When the sword light dissipated, a body that could not be considered strong appeared. He had already appeared in front of him, and punched him hard in the face without any hesitation.

When fighting in the same situation, monks and warriors get close to each other, which is a way to lose half your life.

Chen Chao remained silent. After punching out, he did not let the other side monk in front of him take the opportunity to leave. Instead, he held the other side's arm with one hand and wiped his neck with the blade.

It was also easy to cut off a head. Chen Chao picked up the head and threw it out. He had almost guessed the identity of these killers.

The strength of monks in the world is actually very easy to distinguish. Ordinary monks in large sects are destined to be stronger than ordinary monks in small sects. In the same realm, they have a slight upper hand, and some more talented monks can make up for it. Such disadvantages, except for Fang Wai, those monks who served in the Liang Dynasty, because many of them were abandoned sons of the sect, were naturally even weaker. After these people arrived in Daliang, they often ate together and so on. Die, enjoy the enshrinement of Daliang, and meet the real monks who are successful in outside practice. I am afraid that none of the monks in the same realm can be as good as one. Apart from these, the weakest ones are those casual monks in the mountains and fields. This group of people Often there is no sect behind, and those who are able to embark on the path of cultivation are either able to obtain a Taoist practice by chance, or they are also disciples of monks who are practicing in the mountains, and they are still considered low-ranking.

The monks in Daliang Chaotian Imperial Academy are slightly stronger than the latter two, but they are also very limited.

However, martial arts is an exception. The most powerful warriors in the world are all in the Liang Dynasty. Naturally, those warriors outside the country who are not valued are incomparable.

The combat prowess displayed by these monks in front of them is probably of this level, and they should be the ones supported by some aristocratic families.

And they shouldn't be from the same family.

As for how many people in this god have the ability to gather worshipers from many aristocratic families here, they are actually not many.

Chen Chao smiled and said nothing.

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After half a stick of incense, there were only two monks from the other side left in the small courtyard, and four monks who were still standing on the four sides of the small courtyard, holding on to the red thread.

After that, there was the sword cultivator who was seriously injured but still alive.

A massive assassination was almost coming to an end at this moment.

As the young warrior who must kill, although there are some wounds on his body, he is full of energy.

In fact, this siege, even if the young warrior was finally able to take off his head, was not a complete success.

The two monks from the other side looked at each other, the bitterness in their eyes not concealed at all. At this moment, they had no intention of fighting, but they knew that they could only fight to the death because after leaving here, they failed to kill Chen Chao. What awaited them

There is only death.

Chen Chao wiped the corners of his mouth and walked towards the two of them.

The two of them did not speak, but continued to form seals. A ripple appeared inexplicably in the air in front of them. As the layers spread out, the Qi machines rolled. Countless Qi machines spread in all directions like countless swimming fish. After that, in front of the two people Not far away, a lake appeared suspended in the air, and a herring suddenly jumped out of the water. Then, as the herring's tail swung, the countless qi in the small courtyard suddenly became murderous.

Then the energy swayed out, like the tide hitting the face, it was extremely turbulent.

Faced with such mysterious means, the young martial artist just raised his sword and slashed out.

A bright sword light instantly tore the ground apart, splitting the tide with it.

"puff!"

One of the monks spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression ugly, but at the same time, the ripples in front of him gradually turned from transparent to blood red.

The two looked at each other and nodded. At this moment, they were ready to kill the young warrior in front of them completely, even at the cost of burning their essence and blood.

But in fact, the two of them didn't have much confidence in the outcome. They were just doing their best to obey fate.

The separated tide quickly closed up at this moment and continued to crash towards Chen Chao.

Chen Chao sneered and stopped drawing the sword. Instead, he sheathed the sword, then held the sheath and held it in front of him.

The tide was originally coming fiercely, but after encountering the sheathed straight knife at this moment, it stagnated, as if it had hit a lonely cliff that had stood in the world for who knows how many years.

Even if the tide can move the sky, it cannot cross this lonely cliff.

The difference in cultivation level has actually been fully demonstrated at this moment. Among the younger generation, Chen Chao has no rivals. He even fought against the demon princess Xilu without defeat. Even when he met Yun Jianyue and his ilk, at this moment I dare not say that there is any possibility of defeating the Chen Dynasty. These few are just second-rate or even third-rate monks and have no meaning to the Chen Dynasty.

Even if there were a lot of people before, it was just a lot of people.

When the four people standing on the four sides of the small courtyard saw this scene, they no longer hesitated and swept off the roof one after another. The red thread in their hands was still there, but now as the four people continued to move forward, the red thread swept forward, like a sharp weapon cutting.

Chen Chao walked forward, and in an instant he had overcome the tide and arrived in front of the two monks.

A bell sounded behind him.

Chen Chao did not turn around and let a bell that suddenly grew as big as a copper bell hit his back.

Chen Chao grabbed one of the monks from the other side and punched him in the head.

The opponent raised his head to hide, but Chen Chao then directly hit the person's chest with the scabbard, slamming him into the ground.

Make a big hole.

A small courtyard was now in a state of disarray. Many houses had collapsed long ago. Smoke and dust were rising in the courtyard, but it did not spill over at all.

After that, Chen Chao grabbed another monk from the other side, smashed both of his arms, then threw out the cloud mud in his hand, inserted it into his shoulder, and nailed it to the only remaining beam in the yard.

After doing all this, the four red lines had already surrounded him. When the sharp edge touched Chen Chao's body, it left a wound on him, and fine blood beads overflowed from his skin in an instant. .

Chen Chao stretched out his hand to hold down the red line in front of him, and pulled hard with both hands. The red line continued to stretch, and his palms were dripping with blood, but Chen Chao remained unmoved. In an instant, the red line broke. Chen Chao turned around and smashed it again with a punch. The huge bell that crashes into itself.

The four people vomited blood and were knocked out one after another.

Chen Chao took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack, smashing the hearts of several people without saying a word.

At this moment, the killing spree against the young martial artist in front of him had vanished into thin air.

But it didn't end.

Chen Chao, who had killed many people tonight, looked at the three killers from the other side who were still alive in the small courtyard.

Except for the sword cultivator who was seriously injured beforehand, one of the other two people was lying in the pit, and the other one was nailed to a beam and pillar with cloud mud.

Chen Chaochuan

After taking a breath and blowing out some white mist, he came to the big pit, squatted down and looked at the monk on the other side who was unable to move, and asked, "Let me ask a question, who wants to kill me?"

The monk on the other side remained silent, but there was already some fear in his eyes.

Chen Chao yelled, didn't say anything more, and just punched the opponent's head.

The person who originally had half his life was now gone.

Seeing Chen Chao kill a cultivator from the other side after a disagreement, both the seriously injured sword cultivator and the cultivator nailed to the beam had a flash of fear in their eyes.

Chen Chao stood up and looked at the two people without speaking.

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A carriage drove slowly down the long street of Shendu, and finally arrived slowly in front of the city gate guarded by the right guard. The guard guarding the city gate waved silently. When the carriage approached, the coachman took something out of his arms, and the guard here looked at He glanced and nodded. Open the city gate and let the carriage leave the city.

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The night was already deep, and except for lanterns hung in necessary places, the rest of the imperial city had already become a little dark. When the Queen was there, she didn’t like the imperial city to be full of lanterns at night, so she After His Majesty the Emperor ascended the throne, there were strict restrictions on the number of lanterns hung at night, which was very different from before.

It is also because His Majesty the Emperor's own martial arts cultivation is unparalleled in the world, so he does not have to worry about assassins attacking at night, otherwise there will be countless stories that will happen over the years.

In the dim night, two lanterns, one high and one low, slowly moved around the palace wall.

Pulling in, I saw two chamberlains, one high and one low, walking silently inside the palace wall.

The little eunuch walked for a while, then raised his head and looked at his master. After hesitating for a moment, he curiously asked, "Master, His Majesty hasn't rested yet. Will it displease His Majesty if you leave alone now?"

Without waiting for the reply from the great eunuch Li Heng, who had been powerful in the palace for more than ten years, the young eunuch Li Shou said to himself, "Although we have followed His Majesty for so many years and have a deep friendship, Master, you should not rely on the old relationship to do this. do it?"

Li Heng, who has always been known for his good temper, smiled and said, "Why, how old are you before you start teaching your father how to do things?"

Li Shou chuckled, "I know Master has a sense of propriety, so don't you want to ask Master what he really means?"

The two masters and apprentices actually got along well with each other in private, and there were not many rules. But in public, Li Shou did not dare to break any rules. He always remembered what his master said that in the Liang Dynasty, they had only one master, and no other rules. Just don't think about anything.

Li Heng glanced into the distance and whispered, "I just know better. Your Majesty wants to be alone for a while, so we can leave as soon as we should. It would be boring if we had to wait for His Majesty to speak for everything." "

Li Shou asked, "Your Majesty has been in court these days, so he is a little annoyed?"

Li Heng laughed dumbly, "If Your Majesty cares about such nonsense, then you are not His Majesty. Your Majesty has always been like this. If you don't want to attend the court meeting, your Majesty will see the bunch of courtiers kowtow outside the palace gate and smash their heads." Wouldn’t even look at it.”

Li Shou frowned. His master said this, but he didn't know why.

Li Heng stretched out his hand and rubbed the kid's head, and said softly, "There are some things that the master can't tell you. You can go and guess by yourself, but don't say anything after you see and guess. It's difficult for your Majesty to sit in such a place." In the position, thinking about the world, we can only put some things in the back row. We can't tell others about the helplessness involved. Even if we see His Majesty's suffering, we can't tell it. It's not because of the difference in status, but because we have said it. It’s useless, it’s still bitter, nothing can be changed.”

Li Shou said, "If someone understands Your Majesty, Your Majesty will be happier, right?"

Li Heng smiled and said, "So while the empress is still alive, His Majesty is still happy."

Li Shou frowned silently.

Li Heng sighed softly, "The affection between emperors and empresses is so deep that no one in the past dynasties can match it."

Then Li Heng raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. A bright moon broke away from the black clouds and appeared. Then he said in a voice that only he knew, "The son does not know his father."